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crazylittlejester · 2 months

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DAILY BRAINROT

It's finally the weekend. Thank goodness. I have an actual WIP agenda and have also been... strongly recommended... to engage with hobbies more, and now I am expected to produce Results.

I've also been thinking about vigilante AU stuff at work today. (They have me filing files. I'm on number 994. It's... boring.) ANYWAY.

Time is obviously the adult that's actually mostly responsible. He's got a Real Adult Job and a Real Adult House. He might not know how to file taxes, but he looks like a Real Adult Person, and that's close enough. 👍 He's the guy you ask for help when you realize you're in over your head and need to get someone to kill someone else for you (or something like that).

Sky, Warriors, and Twilight get to be in (roughly) the same category as each other. I also think they deserve to be together. They can be buddies. As a treat. They're also adults, but they're not Real Adults, just... adults. Old enough to live on their own and take care of themselves, but still young enough to freak out because oh my goodness, where is that blood coming from. They all just want to help people, but Sky and Twilight are notorious for bringing home strays. Warriors is the one that keeps them organized. Sky makes home feel like home. Twilight keeps tracking in mud and bringing the local gossip from the elderly folks he chats with at work. It's a vibe.

Legend is younger, probably closer to Wild's age, I think? And kind of just running amok because he can. He's been around for a while and knows the ropes. He's got a Routine. Regular people and places to visit. Heaven forbid you interrupt the Routine. Wild, on the other hand, is kind of working off of instinct because he's not really sure what's going on at any given moment since no one gives him the chance to clear his head. I'm not really sure what he's going to be up to, and I don't think he knows either.

Hyrule is almost the same age, but not quite. Just a smidgen younger and definitely getting into trouble. He is the equivalent of the raccoon in your trash can and embodies younger sibling energy so hard he probably gets snatched by at least two older siblings. And maybe some less savory folks, too. He bites.

Four is old enough that people won't question why he's by himself until it gets dark out. He's that awful combination of responsible and reckless that always works out, so you can really tell him off for it because he didn't get caught, and he only broke half the rules, but he also really shouldn't have done that. I think he deserves to work at a bakery, because why not? He can take home leftover croissants and feed them to the raccoons living in his trash cans, or something.

Wind would definitely get snatched. There is no way this guy doesn't get snatched. Aryll got snatched in canon, so it's his turn now. I don't know what else to say except that he also bites. And scratches.

i feel ya, at work they have me organizing a library and i just put my silly little headphones on and let the thoughts consume me

HE MIGHT NOT KNOW HOW TO FILE TAXES ALSMDMKDKDLD. BLESS HIS HEART

OH GOOD THEY GET TO BE BUDDIES. Honestly they’d function so well as a trio. Like i believe in my heart they do make each other a bit stupider, and they can get up to some real chaos, but i think they’re also just a good solid unit

ALSSKKDK LEGEND AND WILD BEING ALMOST POLAR OPPOSITES IS SO FUNNY

ALSKDKD i love Hyrule so much. He just as the energy of a little night time Creature

A BAKERY. I LOVE IT.

I feel so bad for anything that dares to snatch Wind. It has no idea what it’s in for 💔

#jes talks #jes ask #DAILY BRAINROT

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dulcewrites · 1 year

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I’m not strong enough to read something by you based on the last five years, that musical absolutely kills me every time I listen to it. To imagine Cass and aemond 💔💔💔

It’s so sad. And fuck Jamie fr. I really hate when people are like ‘but Cathy was jealous of his success’ as if that compares to Jamie cheating on her then leaving her. Ok anyway here are some songs from the show that are Cass and Aemond coded to me. Also yes… i prefer the movie soundtrack to the stage play version but both slay

This song is so them. Cass can see the red flags, she feels something is off… but it’s Aemond. I actually like the idea of this being while she’s pregnant with Daella. The sort of flow of marriage is gone, Cassandra is scared to what is to come. But man she loves that man

I don’t know what industry yet but I like the idea of Aemond being a creative. A writer, a poet, a composer, a painter idk. Maybe them meeting after he has been essentially given an ultimatum by his father: get serious or no more money (honestly Alicent probably wouldn’t let that happen but the threat is enough to anger Aemond)

Now I’m torn between what Cass does in this universe. I do sort of like the idea of taking from the djats au and making her a fashion designer that never got to reach her potential while married. She’s more than likely a stay at home pre divorce. Two creative sounds fun to me. They bond over that

:((((( im just gonna present the song

Gaslighting masterclass. I can imagine this in their universe. Aemond almost admonished Cass for not being the same woman despite her molding herself was for HIS benefit. He was fine with that for some time but now that it affects his bottomline he doesn’t like that. This is def post alaric, Cass more than likely has postpartum, Aemond is at the height of whatever job he has. And yeah she does resent his success 🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️

Ok so Cass and Aemond def meet in college or when they in college. This is the first time she’s away from her parents, and like yeah she loves them. But the life they live seems like her worst nightmare. Her mom would never paint it that way but Cass imagines the things given up for their relationship… and then BOOM she gets mom’d.

“Often father and daughter look down on mother (woman) together. They exchange meaningful glances when she misses a point. They agree that she is not bright as they are, cannot reason as they do. This collusion does not save the daughter from the mother’s fate.”

But she thinks she can do so much better… and during this time Aemond is better 🥲. And the end ‘we can do better than that’ :(((

One person is at the end of the relationship, the other person is the beginning (or in this case thinks there is more to do). They are just so disconnected, Cassandra finally feels like she has the courage to leave.

I sort of already have the scene where she tells him she wants a divorce (ok so like they go this fancy event or dinner thing, daella is at a friends out and alaric is with grandmother or aunt or uncle. They come back home.. have sex which is not a great decision on Cass’ part. She eventually tells him…. Chaos ensues :/)

#some other songs would work too if I included the cheating #but I don’t want to #writing ideas #I think shiksa goddess could be fun too #idk the Hightowers being Jewish kind of slays to me #but only in this context #it would be weird… and borderline discriminatory in the context of the show

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enby-chaos · 3 years

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Alrighty folks, if you don’t know me, I’m Chaos. You may have seen me lurking in the DSMP fandom or my art the rare times I’ve posted it, but I’ve decided I want to be more active! I want to post more! And I want to ramble about the AUs I have that I’m scared to talk about unprompted.

So buckle up! I got c!Eret brain rot, I got c!Wilbur brain rot, and I’ve been hyperfixated on the potential of their friendship for nearly three months to the point I created multiple AUs with the help of my dear friend @teenageapocalypsesurvivior specifically to focus and accidentally project on it! i’ve been starved of content too long wilbur soot :gun: /lh

Below I have a list of all the AUs I’m going to start accepting asks about, since I’m gonna start trying to write actual fics for soon-ish. You can also use the emoji’s to reference them if you don’t want to use the full title. (so for example you could use “ 🔪 au” instead of “villain au” and I’ll know what you’re talking about)

Immortal AU - ☘️

Trapped with Vines AU - 🥀

Pirate AU - ⛵️

Villain AU - 🔪

Two Lives Eret AU - 💔

Under the cut I’m gonna elaborate on each one a bit more so y’all have a basic idea of each AU, while I attempt to keep myself restricted to a single paragraph so this post isn’t stupidly long (/hj). It’s really hard.

And just to clarify, unless stated this is 100% about the characters.

Immortal AU - tag : chaos’ immortal au ☘️

I’ve already started talking about this AU in the ask box of @netheritenugget (my beloved /p), but various members, if not all, of the SMP are some form of inhuman being. Whether they were born that way, or the universe “gifted” them with the magic to fulfill some kind of legend. Eret is literal Herobrine, Wilbur is a time traveller, Foolish is a God, Phil is immortal, and Technoblade reincarnates, among others.

Don’t go out into the night when the stories spread, the wind is not picky with whom it chooses.

Trapped with Vines AU - tag : chaos’ vines au 🥀

At some ambiguous point after Wilbur is resurrected, he and Eret both get locked inside of the castle with no way out. The castle itself is redesigned so it looks more similar to the haunted mansion from TFTSMP, so it’s just an absolute maze to those who don’t know the layout (or even those who do but never have reason to use every room). Unbeknownst to the both of them, at least at first, the crimson vines are growing in the halls, following them. It’s an extended “lock them in an elevator so they talk to each other” AU, let’s be honest.

Pirate AU - tag : chaos’ pirate au ⛵️

Wilbur is a pirate captain, Eret is his first mate. Phil was a pirate captain who retired to raise his children, who ended up becoming pirates anyway (good job), Tommy ran away to join Wilbur and Techno betrayed the Navy (he only joined to improve his skills anyway). The rest of L’Manberg plus El Rapids are their crew. They have a cat named Pogchamp. Also Wilbur is the son of a sea goddess and Eret is a descendant of the god of the dead, wait what?

Villain AU - tag : chaos’ villain au 🔪

After Doomsday, after the failed resurrection, Eret takes a Totem of Undying and revives Wilbur alone by sacrificing one of his lives. Wilbur comes back pissed off at the world and pissed off at Eret for reviving him. The resurrection leaves Wilbur injured though (reversing death can only do so much), so he doesn’t appreciate having to stay in a hideout with Eret for a few days to heal. The alliance to commit some “light” chaos comes before they become friends again. Yeah, and they murder people.

Two Lives Eret AU - tag : chaos’ two lives au 💔

As President of L’Manberg, especially in the early days, Wilbur has to attend quite a few meetings with the King of the SMP for negotiations. Except, to Wilbur’s confusion and later anger, Dream is the one to come to these meetings, insisting it’s on Eret’s behalf. When Wilbur goes to confront Eret over it, for thinking they’re too good to show up, Eret is confused; they never knew these meetings existed. He temporarily puts aside his grudge against Eret to help the other confront Dream, which succeeds, but quickly grows concerned when their actual first meeting reveals that Eret has lost a life. It’s also a Eret in Pogtopia AU.

would y’all believe me if I said there were like two more AUs on this list originally but I had to omit them because they were either 1. wayy too big or 2. i didn’t want to overwhelm y’all with so many lol

#chaos' aus 🖋️#eret #eretblr #wilbur soot #dream smp #dream smp au #mcyt #chaos’ immortal au ☘️#chaos’ vines au 🥀#chaos’ pirate au ⛵️#chaos’ villain au 🔪#chaos’ two lives au 💔#dsmp

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inkofyoonkoo · 2 years

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I gasp once, and in that breath, I accept you in | Epilogue

🏵️ Wordcount: 3k

🏵️ Genre: Fluff/angst/smut | From strangers to lovers!AU • FWB!AU

🏵️ Jungkook x Reader

🏵️ Description: In which Jungkook arrives to your small town to spend the holidays, and you slowly let go of all the ghosts of your past

🏵️ Warnings: age difference (10 years gap, both characters are adults); mention of panic attack; characters death (not the main protagonists);

🏵️ [EDIT] I should’ve added it since the beginning but I totally forgot because I’m dumb. The little poems that open every scene aren’t mine (I’d give a finger to write that beautifully 💔): they’re Japanese poems I’ve found randomly, or belong to well-known writers -so to them goes all the credit.

🏵️ A/N: if you follow me for a little while, you know I’m having a hard time with writing and sharing my works since I’ve posted this story -especially on Tumblr. I didn’t feel like sitting down and complete the epilogue -but I pushed myself hard to finish it, so here it is. This goes to all the lovely people who read the first two parts and let me know their opinion; and to the lovely people who always had/have a kind word toward me and my stories. Consider it my present for you, because you deserve a nice ending. Probably gonna take a small break from writing because I don’t have the right mind to dedicate so many hours to it, see you around 🐰

If someone would’ve told you that you'd end up spending your days far away from the blinding lights of a big city, you'd have surely laughed at the top of your lungs.

Born and raised in a large town for most of your young age, moved to Seoul to study at KNU and make your dream come true -drinking every ounce of a bittersweet nocturnal life made of discos and cocktails and rides in taxis and sudden 3:00 AM snacks bathed in the neon lights of nightclubs, it was only natural for you to believe that your existence would grow in a chaotic metropolis.

You could only picture yourself there, immersed in a perpetual, fast, ever-changing chaos that would leave you breathless… and yet, at the age of thirty three, the only place that feels like home is a village nestled amidst the mountains -so small you can easily pinpoint every single person and associate them to a specific name, a specific quirk (and even know their genealogical tree by heart).

Living in a small area with a very few inhabitants who know each other as if they belonged to the same family has its pro and cons: if someone gets a flue, there’s the high chance that the sickness will spread like wildfire; if a problem occurs, there’s always a kind neighbor ready to help you -on the other hand, though, there’s a risk that your secret will become the new (embellished) gossip. The trust that ties people with one another is so lasting you rarely experience episodes of backstabbing or dreads -but when it happens, oh God, you should pack your things at the speed of light and migrate to the most distant planet.

Life isn’t hectic, but the silence and peacefulness that embraces the town borders like a dome is so homey you can’t get enough. Sure, your mind sometimes echoes back to all those times you were wrapped in a sort of feverish excitement for abrupt plot-twists, filling your heart to the brim of gushing nostalgia -especially because the only memorable, upcoming event here is the annual harvest festival that is held around the end of June. However, something noteworthy happens once in a while: like the time a couple of young couple of newlyweds gave up to the thousands of opportunities that Seoul could offer them only to move in a quiet village; or that time Kim Seokjin finally grabbed his once-in-a-lifetime-chance and flew away to Incheon; or when a young woman in her thirties took a walk hand-in-hand with a young boy with big gentle doe eyes and a luminescent smile, uncaring about the curious glances of people… or, like, when a new person comes to town.

Especially when a new person comes to town…

"Bam, no! Aish…"

The little screeching sound coming from your backyard garden breaks through your consciousness, snapping you back down to earth. Your heart awakens into your chest in a rhythmic tum tum tum thumping -a bit for the scare; a bit for that voice that has engraved between the folds of your brain in a melodious print, like a breath before the chorus of your favorite song.

Standing still in your living room, slowly regaining control of yourself and the surroundings, your attention drifts to the window, contemplating the reality unfolding before your eyes: in your garden cloaked in white, under the snow that copiously falls down from the gray sky a few days from Christmas, wrapped in a one-size bigger coat, Jungkook is building a snowman.

Or, at least, he's trying…

From time to time, Bam runs toward him and smashes against the poor creation, caught up in the excitement that the first snowflakes made erupt inside of him. He sometimes tries to bother Moonie in a playful request to play along with him, but your dog prefers laying upon the deck (on that same spot that he used to occupy whenever Namjoon read one his books outside).

Amusement tugs at the corners of your mouth when Bam shakes his body to get rid of some snowy drops condensated on his fur, hitting Jungkook in the process. There's a small pout hanging on his bottom lip, rosier for the cold weather, and a little scrunch in his nose as he cleans his face with the back of his hands; however, his annoyance vanishes in a light giggle when his dog rests his paws on his shoulders, making him lose balance.

Reluctantly, you rip your eyes off that sweet sight and set them back on the photographs you've arranged on a shelf throughout the past months. The area around your eyes swells up as you study the disposition, fluttering from a shot to another as if you were retracing all the most important moments that accompanied you up to today: you and Namjoon back in your college days at some sport event; your graduation day, flowers in your arms and a shimmering smile on your lips; your wedding day; Namjoon's smiley face and closed eyes crinkled in the corner in his studio; you, Yoongi, Seokjin caged in a group-hug the night before your friend left for Incheon; you and Hoseok making cool faces in the dim-lights of a stylish nightclub of Itaewon; Jungkook's round eyes as he sits under the old tree with Bam; Jungkook and you, the fondness dancing across his features, his arms twirled around your waist and the eyes pinned on your face as you let out a laughter for a joke Yoongi made.

Jungkook and you, happy, and… into something.

You gasp once, hand running to caress your empty finger. An irrepressible gush of warmth springs from your heart and climbs up to your face, cocooning you in a soothing sensation of bliss that still catches you off guard whenever you think that Jungkook's presence isn't just a figment of your imagination.

He's here, in flesh and bones, with you…

Despite your gloomy predictions and the doubts that accompanied for the whole duration of his trip, Jungkook kept his promise: he came back to this remote village with the primary intent to not let thing green thing between you two wither -with his skin a bit more tanned; with his hair a bit longer; with a bunch of flowers in his arms (fifteen, precisely. One for each day he spent away from here) and a barely whispered " I'm back" layd on the top of your head while caging you in a tight hug that liquefied your bones in a flock of butterflies.

Like a force pulling you from the inside, your stare desperately lands upon the window to make sure that the boy is still there, plaguing the atmosphere with his chuckle (blessing your little microcosmo with his existence).

You let out a breath that was weighing on your chest for all this time and approach the window door that leads to the garden, sparing one last glance at Namjoon's photograph. You curl on yourself when a gust of wind welcomes you outside, obliging you to embrace yourself to search for some warmth. The icy cold seeps through your clothes and sticks to your skin, making you shiver from head to toes -not as much as a simple glance from Jungkook does the moment he notices your presence.

"Should that be a snowman?" You nod toward the pile of snow, letting out a chuckle when Jungkook grunts.

"It was… Bam destroyed it." He pouts, fixing his beanie like a little child who's just been scolded. The little grimace of frustration melts in a toothy smile as he cups the muzzle of his puppy, exhaling high-pitched mouth sounds in his direction.

You sit on the deck beside Moonie, gently caressing his head. You watch Jungkook focusing on the long-gone snowman, spaced out, taking in the sight of the carefree expression gracing his face. Unruly curls of hair sneak from under the hem of the beanie and stick to his forehead, or gently frame his features.

He shakes his head a little, pulling himself out of his own trance. He brushes his gloved hands with one another and then slams them on the heap of snow across from him, trying to give it a round shape.

"The chief called me - me earlier. He moved my shift to the afternoon." Curls of breath dance in the air whenever he talks, his lips tremble a little as he sets his eyes on you. "I can stay till Monday morning."

This news that positively shakes your plans up catches you off guard. The idea to spend some hours more with him should skyrocket you to the moon for the joy; and yet, your muscles seem only able to pull the corners of your mouth up in a faint smile.

Jungkook found a job in a combini in Seoul as a shop assistant, a few weeks after his trip to Jeju. He's saving money to go back to studying, because he loves filmography and wants his passion to turn into a job someday; during the week, texts are sporadic; but he calls you at every break and before going to sleep every night, telling you about his day, questioning about yours...

"Is it good with you?" His question is hesitant, as if your restrained reaction could lead to something bigger that will break his heart. "I - I'm sorry. I planned everything without - without you and--"

"It's all good," you interrupt, softly, trying to reassure him with a warm glance. "It's just you should--"

"I should spend my free time with my friends, too. I know." He cast a glance upon Bam, sitting under a tree.

When his adult-week in Seoul is over, Jungkook packs his few belongings and spends all his weekends here. You lost count of all the times you told him to do as he really pleases, to participate in his young life with his friends, to use his free time to take care of his own passions and needs; and yet, every single Friday night he knocks at your door with a dufflebag hanging on his shoulder. And he hugs you. And he tells you that he missed you between kisses…

"You risk making them angry if you neglect them."

Jungkook chews on the corner of his mouth, where the piercing runs along the flesh. "I see them almost every night after dinner. And… they're happy I'm spending some time with you." He delivers you a small smile that reaches his glistening eyes. "They say I'm doing the right thing. You know… stay, try…"

And every Friday night, like it was the first, you accept him into your house with a breath of relief squelched into your lungs and your heart flickering in your chest and a barely whispered: " welcome back " that has your affection growing fuller and thicker the more you pronounce it upon his lips.

Taking advantage of the silence now settled upon you two, Jungkook comes closer. He strokes Moonie's head before resting his palms on your lap, somber stare engulfing into your own.

"You sure you want to spend Christmas here?" He mumbles, his face gravitates toward you, an inch.

You nod, your fingers run to his face. "I promised Ms Min to stay with them." You brush your knuckles on his cheekbone, tinged with a ruby hue -he tilts his head, following the direction of your strike. "And Seokjin is coming back. And Minji, too. It'd be like… you know, be young again."

"Guess my presence made you feel young." His voice is playful, but low enough to set your groin area on fire. He chews on his bottom lip when your fingers glide up to his forehead to twiddle with the locks, eyelids flickering down.

"Nah, you don't. I like being the cougar of the village, it's not that bad." You tease him, basking in the beautiful sound of his chuckle.

His eyes are wet and shiny when he finally opens them, staring at you. There's a glint of hesitation that cracks his quiet expression, as if he was going to say or do something that could break the bubble of intimacy you're floating into.

"Ahm, (Y/N)..." He starts, swallowing. You curl a lock of his hair between your fingers, giving him a reassuring smile for him to go ahead. “Soon - soon it’ll be Taehyung’s birthday. Would - would you like to come with me?” he casts a glance upon his own hands, still on your lap. "We - we can book a hotel room and I can show you around Seoul a bit and - and introduce you to my friends.” His lips unfurl in a smile that reveals his front teeth, forgetful of the fear that notched his speech. “They can’t wait to meet my girlfriend ."

Oh…

"Oh…"

This is the first time he calls you " his girlfriend ". You've never stopped to ask each other what's the status of your relationship -you don't feel the need to label your bond; but the fact that Jungkook says it with such a genuine quietness shakes you upside-down deep in your guts. In a nice way. In a very nice nice way.

"I…" your fingers run to caress your wedding ring, now hanging on a chain around your neck.

(Yoongi helped you to choose the model, when you told him that you were ready to move on. It's a good way to remind yourself that a part of you will always belong to Namjoon. It's a good way to remind yourself that life still goes on, and it's full of gentle people who deserve your affection).

Jungkook notices your fingers twiddling with the ring, he shakes his head. "Only if you - you want to. Ahm… like, don't feel obliged to--"

"I want to…" you breathe out, your face gravitates toward his own, an inch. "It'd be nice, it's ok."

After a brief moment of surprise, his face brightens up. Flashing you a smile, he places a small kiss on your mouth. And another. And another… he moistens his lips when he pulls away, looking at you through his lashes. He gently grabs your hands, a bit rough on the back for the cold, and drags them close to his mouth. His lips brush on the knuckles in a soft caress, he blows on them to warm you a bit, places pecks upon pecks upon pecks…

You feel like drowning in his sweetness, too captured by his gesture to do or say something logical. And in fact, when you part your lips, a light pink shade colors your cheekbones. "We should go back inside. We risk turning into snowmen."

Jungkook squeezes your hands, don't move away. "Snowmen are cute," he comments above a whisper, pulling you forward applying a gentle pressure. Your shoes sink into the thick layer of snow, footprints trace your path all around as Jungkook guides you into the garden, walking backward. You observe your feet close to one another, the way your prints blend with his own in a messy pattern that fills a piece of that void that Namjoon's death created.

Seconds elapse upon you like the snow that slowly cascades on your figure, now intertwined in a warm embrace. You can't remember the last time you sort of danced in the snow with Namjoon -probably because you didn't do it. In this situation, he would have probably admired you from the deck, making you feel alluring like the whiteness all around you.

It's nice, to build a new memory that belongs to you and Jungkook only…

"(Y/N)..." The way your name tumbless off his tongue makes you shiver. "The other day I - I read a thing somewhere and it made me think of you - you and I thought you might - might like it--" he gasps once, lets out a breath. He swallows thickly before your curious expression, then he rests his mouth on your ear…

"Your fingers on mine --

I gasp once, and in that breath,

I accept you in."

Your muscles tense all at once for his voice drooling like honey, whispering a poem that punches the breath out of you. Your heart trembles. In a nice way. In a very nice nice way.

"You didn't - didn't like it, did you?" His eyes grow bigger due to your silence. "I feel so stupid, I--" his sheepish words fade upon your lips, now pressed against his own in a long kiss.

You pull away in the slightest, still close enough to feel the brush of his mouth on top of yours. Jungkook lets out a small giggle that swipes away his embarrassment before breaking the few millimeters between you two again, his gloved hands finding home on your waist.

Your heart thumps wildly.

Jungkook whispers that he loves you, at a certain point (in the same, tender way he said it when you met again after his trip, reminding you that he left this place with this untold truth locked inside of him); and the only thing you can do right now is smiling to him at the top of your heart, accepting him. Between kisses. Under the snow. In a winter that wasn't this warm for a very long, long, excruciating time.

Then, he turns to the side, his cheek brushes for a second against yours. He rests his head on your shoulder, wrapping you in a tight embrace. His breath is a nice sound amidst the silence of the snow and laughter of kids playing in the street and your dogs barking at each other and your hearts throbbing so loud and close to one another it’s hard to distinguish them.

You're touching… happiness .

You can't get used to-no. No, you can…

Definitively… you can get used to this.

#jungkook x you #jungkook x reader #bts #jungkook #bts jungkook #jungkook fluff #jungkook angst #jungkook smut #my first jungkook oneshot is finished!

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jwirecs · 3 years

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Recommended BTS Social Media Au’s of June 2021📱

Just a small (maybe not so small) compilations of some of my favorite SMAU’s that I have read so far and would absolutely love to recommend to others!

** anything in parentheses and bolded are my thoughts that can be disregarded if needed **

🔞smut || 💔angst || 💕fluff || ✅ completed || 🔄ongoing || 💯favorite

Privacy || @burningupp💕✅💯

↳ the members of bts have created private twitter accounts to try to vent their feelings in a new way. namjoon interacts with you when you need help with a crossword, and suddenly, the two of you are friends.(honestly this is so cute, like lowkey want that to happen to me cause like i need friends..but at the same time, stranger danger. but thats okay.)

Spilled Milk || @adorajoon💕✅💯💯

↳ an au in which you join an app that assigns you to groupchats randomly (the amount of crackhead energy that this au has is amazing. i honestly loved that energy.)

Star Crossed || @gukooky💕💔✅

↳ you’re an actress on the rise and for more recognition, your manager suggests getting into a Hollywood relationship. Driven by your work hard persona and strong desire for a break out, you agree. What your manager failed to tell you was who you were going to date: Hollywood’s favorite playboy, Kim Taehyung, most notably known as V.

Organic || @ppersonna 🔞💕💔✅

↳ You agree to do your childhood best friend, Namjoon, a favor by working as his boss’s gardener. However, Namjoon fails to tell you just how much of a rich ass Kim Seokjin really is. You hate him, and he hates you, so why does it bother you when his ex makes her way back into his life?

The Sea Without You || @sopebubbles🔞💕💔✅

↳ When rapper Agust D mysteriously disappears, he leaves behind his rap group, his fiancé and his unborn child. Even if they get him back, will it ever be the same? Can they make it right?

Always || @yonkimint💕💔✅💯

↳ Five years after Kim Taehyung broke her heart and left her for her ex best friend, Park Jimin, y/n gets roped back into their messy lives when they ask her to be in the wedding. The temptation to sabotage the impending nuptials and win Tae back is too hard to resist. Will the others go along with these shenanigans? Will y/n hurt herself all over again? And what if Hobi has a confession to make that might just change everything?

Loser Baby || @dejayoonw🔞💕💔✅

↳ Schola Veneficas, a college for witches where everyone seems to know who you are which is weird considering you don’t really know much about your family history. When the cute fifth year takes pity on you it makes the unexpected hostility a little more bareable, at least for a little while.

3005 [An Atlas Heart Remix] || @hxseok-honee🔞💕💔✅💯

↳ they’re already together. she’s in love with someone else. in a whirlwind of circumstances predetermined by the war they never asked for, 8 friends manage to keep their innocence and cause chaos along the way ((with the help of 4 very familiar troublemakers)). but if it’s not hard to fathom werewolves, illegal animagi, and absolute mayhem, why is it so hard for her to accept that love doesn’t play by the rules? (a lil ol spin off to Atlas Heart. love it)

Neighborhood || @selfcontrol-idkher🔞💕💔✅

↳ Having a neighbor who has a stamina of a rabbit is horrible, especially when the walls are paper thin. But you know what’s worse? Catching feelings for the said neighbor.

Live & Love || @lysjeon💕💔✅💯💯

↳ namjoon always liked you but for some reason he never thought you would be interested in him. and you are too scared to tell him you like him too. (this is so cute stop.)

R U Still There? || @seokstrivia💕💔✅

↳ All he wanted to do was live his life to the fullest (its a short one but its a good one. for real.)

Do check out all of the other BTS SMAU’s that I have reblogged on my blog as well!!!

** if there’s any fic that you guys could recommend me to read, i would love to get some recommendations! im slowly running out of smau’s to read. **

#bts scenarios #bts fluff #bts social media au #bts angst #bts smut

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Hello can we know more about the Two Lives Eret AU???? 👀

I am extremely interested

Oh good news anon, this one is one of my favourites what am i kidding they all are it was so hard to keep it to one paragraph in the post, though I swear when I started I did not plan to give Eret so much trauma lmao

Fortunately, I am not giving myself such restrictions as “one paragraph”, so I’m gonna elaborate and add context to that paragraph.

Okay, so Wilbur is president right? L’Manberg has just gotten independence so our man is busy figuring out deals with Dream SMP, since yknow, international relations exist. So meetings are organised between him and Eret since they’re both the official leaders of their nations. But he hates it, he doesn’t want to talk to Eret or be in the same room as them for potentially hours at a time. The loss of life from the Final Control Rooms still stings.

To his surprise, confusion, and simmering anger, Dream is the one to arrive at the meeting. Dream is the one to tell him that Eret sent him to speak on their behalf, and anything he offers was pre-approved by Eret. Plot Twist: it isn’t, Eret was never told about the meetings, so everything Dream says is something he came up with. But Wilbur doesn’t know this, and so thinks every offer made by Dream that would subtly weaken L’Manberg (if Wilbur wasn’t smart and didn’t notice and correct them) is from Eret.

After a few meetings though, Wilbur has enough and marches up to the nearly finished castle, walks right up to Eret in their office and accuses them of thinking they're too good to even associate with L'Manberg now and how he thought they show him the same courtesy and come to meetings themselves instead of sending a middleman. Eret of course is confused, they’ve just been building their castle while trying to ignore the increasing guilt they feel every time they see the L’Manberg walls. They weren’t told of any meetings, their schedule has been clear for weeks, “what do you mean Dream is claiming I said this?”

So, you have Eret, who realises far earlier that she’s just being used as a figurehead, that the power she betrayed her friends for was virtually nonexistent, and you have Wilbur, who’s seeing that realisation sink in. Despite still hating Eret somewhat, Wilbur agrees to help her confront Dream, and it works! Wilbur sneaks Eret into his next meeting with Dream and afterwards he backs off for a while.

Wilbur and Eret organise an actual meeting this time, to renegotiate the offers Dream made that Eret took one look at and said “yeah, why the fuck would I say that?”. Except, Eret disappears for two-three weeks, and when he comes back, his voice is raspy like he hasn’t spoken in months and he runs out of breath easily, almost as if he’s relearning how to breathe while talking. Wilbur is concerned and conflicted over said concern, and after catching a glimpse of grey on his sleeve where there wasn’t before, Wilbur pulls back Eret’s sleeve to reveal one of his lives is greyed out... gone.

Eret and Wilbur enter an uneasy political alliance after that, uneasy because Wilbur still doesn’t quite trust Eret after their betrayal. Meetings slow down as L’Manberg establishes itself, and the election and the beginnings of Pogtopia proceeds like in canon.

At least, until Dream dethrones Eret early for smuggling supplies to Pogtopia, chasing them out of the castle because he was tired of subtly threatening them into staying neutral. Eret collapses injured in front of Pogtopia, where they are found and brought in.

#chaos' aus 🖋️#chaos’ two lives au 💔#eret #eretblr #wilbur soot #dream smp #mcyt #ask 💬#long post #dsmp

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