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coming soon: Please read this.

[quinnysnursery]

[🐥] little!jimin moodboard

probably the second or third biggest regressor in bts ,, chick themed everything ,, sippy cups ,, kinda picky when it comes to food when little so simple foods work best for him ,, very well behaved ,, but the saddest puppy-dog eyes when something doesn't go his way ,, despite his age range being younger he still loves comics ,, gets really cuddly when sad/anxious ,, etc etc... 🪄

pics from pinterest !!

[sweetlittlenamjoon]

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

♡~ cg!jimin for @angelcakez ~ ♡

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˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

i hate to break it to you but if jimin was your cg you'd be playing princess magic power fairies together all the time. yes he can block your magic with his glowing purple eye powers. its not his fault your no veggies spell didnt work.

[minnielvrr]

Day 1: Harvest

Lee: Taehyung Ler: Jimin Word Count: 924

A/N: Yayyy my first BTS fic!!😋 Hope you enjoy~🥰🤗💖

Tags: @itzsana-kiddingmenow, @lajanaa, @bbybumblelee, @hearted-anon, @lunalattae,

@reginald-stay09, @jungwon-is-the-one

The three maknaes sat around the small table, sipping on a herbal tea that Jimin had bought.

They had decided to spend their last Autumn before the military together at a cottage in the countryside.

It had been Taehyung’s idea and he’d rented a place with a small apple orchard in the back too.

After hours of laying around, playing board games and snacking, Tae and Jimin decide to go pick some apples with the promise that Kookie would bake some treats with them.

They left Jungkook to focus on a sketch he’d started on, grabbing woven baskets and heading out.

It was a 5-minute trip and the two men were amazed sight that greeted them.

The orchard was peaceful, the fading light of the sunset casting a warm glow over the rows of apple trees.

As they surveyed the place, the duo figured things would be much more fun if the stakes were upped a notch and decided to make a game of it.

“Whoever picks more of the best apples here wins!” Taehyung announced with a flourish, and Jimin giggled at him.

“What do I win?” He asked, playfully provoking his best friend. Tae levelled him with a challenging look. “The right to tickle the other person for 5 minutes.”

The older’s eyes widened, a light blush dusting his cheeks. He noticed that despite his bold words, Tae was in a similar state.

“Alright, you’re on,” Jimin grinned, already planning his ‘punishment’. Tae was gonna lose this little game of his, one way or another.

The two had been laughing and competing for the last few minutes, their baskets slowly filling up.

But as Tae darted ahead, reaching for a particularly shiny apple, Jimin pounced. “Not so fast!” Jimin laughed, tugging Tae back by the arm.

The younger stumbled and Jimin’s fingers grazed his waist accidentally. That’s when he felt it—Taehyung’s immediate, helpless flinch.

“Oh?” Jimin’s eyes twinkled with newfound mischief. “Ticklish, huh?” Before Tae could defend himself, Jimin’s fingers danced across his waist, sending him into a fit of laughter.

“Ahahahaha nooo! Jihihimin!!” Tae’s voice was frantic, his legs kicking out helplessly as Jimin found the perfect spot.

“Youhuhuhu’re cheheheating!!” But Jimin’s grin only widened, his hands not letting up. “Loser’s gotta pay the price,” he teased.

“Ihihi dihidn’t lohohose yehet!!” Tae protested through sweet giggles, knees buckling. The two ended up on the leaf covered ground, Jimin’s hands never once letting up.

After a brief struggle, he managed to straddle the other, allowing his hands to roam free over his belly and sides.

Tae was sensitive everywhere. It didn’t matter if Jimin’s hands were scribbling his hips or digging into the crevices of his ribs, any and all actions seemed to garner giggles and cackles.

“ohoho myhy gahaHAHAHAD!! nonoNO nohohohot thehehehere!!” Jimin’s fingers had touched a certain spot on Tae’s waist that had the younger’s legs kicking out involuntarily.

Jimin paused for a moment, then pressed his fingers here and there until he found the point that earned him the same reaction.

Tae watched him with wide eyes, laughter spiking in pitch as an evil yet beautiful smile blooms on his friend’s face.

“Did I find good spot Taehyung-ah?” He cooed, one hand now fixing onto the spot while his free hand kept Tae still.

Ticklish sparks lit across his skin as Jimin kept up the attack, leaving him a squirming, blushing mess on the floor. “Ahahahahaha plehehease! Jihihimin! Jihihimihin-ahaha nohoho!!”

Taehyung’s heart raced, torn between laughter and helplessness as Jimin’s fingers grazed over his most ticklish spot.

A mix of embarrassment and joy flushed his cheeks, and he could hardly breathe between his giggles.

As Jimin watched Tae laugh his head off, an idea popped up. He stopped, reaching over to pick up a dry leaf  and shook it free of dirt.

“Think this could tickle you too, my cute ticklish baby?” He mused, pretending to swipe the leaf over Tae’s bare belly , that had been exposed from all his struggling.

“No! Nohoho ihihit’ll tihihickle mehehe!!” Tae pleaded, bright giggles bubbling up despite Jimin not having done anything.

“Really? Let’s test that out shall we?” The older didn’t waste any time, twirling the tool in the air then dipping it straight into Tae’s navel and drilling in.

The leaf was soft, folding immediately, but the edges still poked and dragged on Taehyung’s skin in a way that felt unbearable to the lee.

His back arched and he threw his head back as deep, belly laughs rang through the orchard.

It was beautiful. The sunset, sweet smelling apples and now Tae’s happy laughter and pretty, heart-shaped smile.

“tihihihickles!! IHIT TIHIHCKLES JIHIHIMIN-AHAHAHA PLEHEHEHEASE!!”

Jimin kept this up for minutes, moving the leaf around; from Tae’s belly to his sides to his neck and ears, stopping only when Tae’s laughter grew breathless and his squirming became weaker.

“Do you think Kookie could hear you?” The older teased as he helped Tae up onto wobbly feet, brushing away the twigs and leaves stuck to his clothes and hair.

By the time they made it back, both were covered in dirt and laughter, the playful tension still lingering between them.

But as Tae realized the game’s true outcome, a mischievous glint sparked in his eyes.

“I think I won after all,” he whispered, lunging at Jimin just as Jungkook grinned from his spot near the oven.

Their laughter filled the room as the second round unfolded.

It was nice spending time together. They couldn’t wait to bring their hyungs here next year.

please lemme know if there are any typos or mistakes🤗💖

[ncity-agere]

sooooo cg!karina? that would be so fun!

Karina as your caregiver:

- She’s used to wrangling hyper little menaces… she’s the leader of Aespa, for goodness sake!

- “Mama!” You wail, looking down at the floor from where you were perched. Karina rushes into the room with wide eyes.

- “Sweetie! Get down from there!” She’s holding her arms out for you to get down from the counter you’ve crawled onto but you lose your footing, trip and fall off of the counter, and land halfway in her arms and halfway scuffed up on the floor somehow.

- She’ll lightly scold you for it, I think.

- Don’t worry though, she’ll calm you down with lots and lots of kisses and putting a band-aid on where you got hurt.

- Jimin likes to bring you around the rest of Aespa because despite her being able to handle your energy, she is only one woman.

- So the other three get to babysit you hehe >:3

- Calm and collected most of the time

- Makes jokes, realizes you don’t really understand them, and repeats them again because gosh darn it, they were funny. You just don’t get her humor ig

- Mama lets you play in her hair, despite the stylists getting upset over her showing up to shoots with knots and buns and stray hair and barrettes everywhere.

- She can’t resist how happy it makes you! Look at your little smile!

- She reads you lots and lots of books. She lets you choose them, but you’ve gotta promise her to read or let her read to you. You’re a growing little angel, after all!

- She calls every little thing you do “cute”. Playing with the bubbles during bathtime? Cute. Pouting because she’s gotta leave for schedules soon? Cute. Peacefully sleeping? Cute, cute, cute!

- Sings you to sleep every single night with her beautiful, silky voice.

- “Goodnight, Mama!” You whisper as Jimin kisses you on your sleepy little forehead and gets up to leave your room, turning out the light behind her.

- “Night-night, Mama’s little angel.”

[alpacaparkaseok]

How to Steal Moonlight |2|

Chapter 2. The Brawl

→ Pairing: mafia!BTS x reader (not poly)

→ word count: 3.1k (yes she's itty bitty)

→ warnings/tags: SFW, we're angry and fighting but we're also really thirsty?

→ a/n: hellloooo, it's me. updating with just a little chapter that's been sitting in my drafts for almost a year. pls accept this humble offering. for those of you still reading this, ily.

“Where is she?”  

Tearing across the room, you rip the card from the lilies, taking a handful of the flowers along with you. Jungkook stares at you, a hint of fear in his eyes.  

You’ve cracked. Shattered, and the pieces of you that were still intact are scattering across the ground until the only thing that’s left are the mangled lilies hanging from your hand.  

“Who? What’s…tell me what’s going on!” He calls after you, wincing from the effort it took to yell. “Hey!” 

You’re gone, out the door and striding down the corridor with death in your eyes. Namjoon and Hoseok appear, guns drawn. “What’s wrong?” Namjoon asks. 

Fire licks up your veins just looking at him. All you can see is her, reflected in his eyes.  

“Where’s Victoria?”  

He stiffens, jaw set at the mere mention of her name. “What did she do?” 

“Where is she?”  

Hoseok answers after seeing the stricken look on Namjoon’s face. “Kitchen.” 

It’s all the answer you need, already breaking out into a run. Hoseok hangs back, ducking his head into Jungkook’s room. Namjoon is hot on your heels, looking for all the world as though he’s trying to come up with an explanation but doesn’t dare hope for one.  

“Victoria!” Shout echoing down the staircase, you take the stairs two at a time. The kitchen light is on, the voices inside quieting. All you see is red as you jump down to the landing. Free hand fumbling for something – anything. A knife, a gun, an old newspaper.  

A pack of gum is all you can find in your pockets, but you hold it as if it’s your preferred weapon as you burst into the kitchen. Both Yoongi and Jimin sit at the island, the latter holding a spoon of cereal to his mouth.  

Victoria sits at the table, feet up, face hiding behind a book. Her eyes are icy as they flick up to your form, sliding to the hulking figure of Namjoon behind you.  

Taking advantage of the distraction, you huck the pack of gum with every ounce of power you have.  

It flies through the air, spiraling as it shoots like a torpedo before connecting square with Victoria’s exposed forehead.  

“You little-” she drops the book, massaging the already red welt. “Did you just hit me with a pack of gum?”  

Legs carrying you over to the table, you sidestep a bemused Yoongi and yank Victoria’s chair out. “Recognize this?” The card hits the table along with the lilies, crest facing the ceiling. Victoria has the good sense to flinch away from it as if it were a live snake baring its fangs.  

“What are you on about this time?” Her eyes meet yours, that insufferable smirk eating up her face. You have half a mind to slap it off, raising your hand to do so, but something holds you back. 

No, not something. Someone.  

“Let me go,” you hiss, yanking your hand from Namjoon’s grasp. He stares down at you with a stony expression, jaw twitching. “And you,” stepping closer, you block off any escape route. “You have ten seconds to tell me how this got here before I pick a bone to break.” 

Namjoon shuffles closer, eyes lit from the inside with an unholy flame. “Skipping straight to violence, capa? Since when were you the one to get their hands dirty?” 

“Don’t think I’m about to start paying you for your opinion.” 

Yoongi appears at Namjoon’s shoulder. “Step back, Namjoon.” 

“Are you kidding me right now? She’s gonna kill her!” 

“That’s sweet, Joon,” Victoria croons, sparing him a withering look. “Glad to see you still care when it’s convenient.” 

Yoongi pulls Namjoon back a few steps, the job considerably easier now that he’s been impaled on Victoria’s barbed words. Jimin remains at the island, pouring more cereal into his bowl while he watches the show. 

“Ten seconds,” you remind Victoria. She rolls her eyes, grabbing the crest and holding it up to the light. “Did Yadiel teach you the easiest way to break a clavicle, too?” 

She snarls, throwing the card back onto the table. “He taught me lots of things, kid, though I doubt he dared touch you. His precious little student could never stoop to such lows, could she?”  

Seokjin has wandered in now, taking in the view with an air of boredom. He approaches the island, tapping Jimin’s shoulder. “This seat taken?” 

“All yours.”  

“Your nose might be the better choice,” you muse, cold fury sludging through your bloodstream. “It might be an improvement.” 

Victoria laughs, the sound high and shrill. It grates against your ears. “You really think you’re something, don’t you? I’m absolutely terrified. Look, I’m shaking.” She extends her arm out in a mock show-and-tell, and you seize it, holding her elbow straight.  

Voice dropping into a lover’s murmur, you approach a different tactic. “Shaking like you do when you let yourself fall asleep?” Victoria’s face flickers between resentment and shock as you speak. “I’ve heard you calling out, Victoria. What are you dreaming about?” She shuts down, expression turning impassive in a last-ditch effort to avoid showing her hand. “Do you lie to yourself and say that you would’ve killed him if you had the chance? Is the fact that I’m the one that did it what keeps you up at night?” 

One moment, you’re standing before her, and the next she’s pinning you to the ground. Stars dance in your vision as your skull hits the tile, the world a mess of gnashing teeth and hair. You struggle to get a hand free, distracting her as you suddenly flip your weight, sending her toppling to the floor beneath you. Somehow you clamber to your feet, momentum churning. 

“You ran away!” She accuses, kicking out as you lunge for her. Blinded by rage, you receive the kick square in the stomach. “You shot him, and all this time, you’ve probably thought that he was afraid of you. That he never sought you out for fear that you’d finish what you started.” 

“I did,” you wheeze. Around the kitchen, everyone stands frozen. Seokjin keeps twitching in his seat, jaw set. “I killed him, in the end.” 

“Only because Taehyung let you.”  

Your head snaps up to see the expression on her face. Braid undone; Victoria’s greasy hair frames the exhausted expression on her face. “He didn’t…” but you trail off, unable to finish the sentence. Victoria nods before lashing out once more, going for your legs. This time you expect it, spinning out and tripping her. Instead of dropping to the ground she grunts, pulling you down with her. Your teeth sing with the impact.  

“Yadiel waited for Taehyung’s order to return like a good dog. Why do you think that was? He wanted you back, Bianchi. Talked about it all the time.” She laughs as you elbow her, causing her to lose her grip. “I almost killed him myself a couple times purely because he wouldn’t shut up about his little Bianchi princess!” 

The thought makes your stomach flip, recalling the feeling of his breath curling over your ear – the prolonged touches along your hips as he adjusted your stance.  

You try to roll away, but Victoria is faster. She pulls you back, sitting on your spine as your face digs into the floor. “You wonder why he dressed me up in red? Have you ever thought about that? Red dresses, red nails, red lips. Everything red – I think it helped him forget that I was just a consolation prize. Something Taehyung gifted him to keep him quiet.” 

The humiliation of being pummeled in front of your crew makes your cheeks burn a sharper scarlet, but try as you might to break free, Victoria holds on all the tighter. She isn’t done. 

“You have no idea what he had planned for you, do you? The life he wanted. All the things he was going to…” Victoria stumbles over her own words, her breath catching. 

The truth is staring you in the face, and you think you’re going to be sick on the kitchen floor. Swallowing hard, you close your eyes against the thought.  

“I’m you.” She rises with one last push off your body, sneering. Even with your blurred vision you can see the tear tracks on her cheeks. “I’m the version that couldn’t get away. Better looking, smarter. Not quite as noble as his little Bianchi. But you all the same.” 

Victoria walks back to the table, ignoring you as you flip onto your back. Grabbing the lilies and the card, she stands above you. You stare back up at her, having the distinct feeling that you’re six feet under, staring up from your grave as she throws flowers down.  

“If you think for even one second that I’d do anything for Kim Taehyung, I’ll personally dig your grave next to Yadiel’s. Understood?” 

Nobody speaks as she storms from the kitchen, leaving you still on your back. You can hear every step she takes up the stairs, stomping away back to whatever hole it is she hides in when she wishes to disappear. The kitchen is silent as a mouse as everyone sits in shock, staring down at your prone body.  

“She’s got spirit, Namjoon,” you spit out. “I’ll give you that.” 

Namjoon looks disheveled despite the fact that Victoria never laid a finger on him. He clears his throat, tearing his eyes away from your glare.  

“I’m…” 

“Don’t apologize.” You roll up onto your knees, back screaming in protest. No serious damage, but enough to bruise more than your pride. “Run a perimeter around the building.” 

He doesn’t stick around long enough to say anything more, Yoongi hot on his heels. Jimin’s eyes dance between their retreating figures and you. “Er…So, I’m gonna go see a guy about some hubcaps…” 

As soon as he vanishes, you become ultra-aware of being alone here with Seokjin. He strides over, kneeling in front of you so he’s eye level.  

“Where’d you find this?” He asks, picking the discarded card up from off the floor. The sight of it makes you nauseas.  

“Flowers. On Jungkook’s side table.” 

“Oh.” He lets it flutter back to the ground, fingers finding your hair as he pushes it back gently. “How’d that feel?” 

Your eyes shut, forcing yourself to see nothing but black. “Which part? The part when I realized that our security measures are an absolute joke? Or when I got laid out by Namjoon’s ex?” 

Seokjin cracks a smile that quickly turns into a sympathetic wince. “If it makes you feel any better, you just got more action than Namjoon’s had in years.” 

Croaking out a laugh, you lean heavily on the side of the table and rise to your feet. Seokjin watches your every breath, something hard and calculating hiding behind those dark eyes of his.  

“Spit it out,” you say, although it comes out as more of a whisper than anything.  

“I just…” he shakes his head. “Not sure this is the appropriate moment to say this-” 

“Seokjin.” He meets your eyes at your firm tone. “Out with it.” 

He frowns, staring down at the table. It strikes you at that moment just how tall he is. He certainly towers over you, but it’s the way he’s ever so slightly hunched over, as if shielding you from what lies beyond these four walls. It makes you lean in a little closer, hand reaching out to grasp the sleeve of his sweater.  

Seokjin’s eyes flash as you sway into view, latching onto yours with an electric shock. He visibly swallows before he speaks.  

“If you’re going to fight,” he murmurs, “you need to avoid getting so beat up.” 

You can’t help but scoff. “Are you seriously telling me to win next time?” 

“And if I am?” 

“Well,” you shrug. “It couldn’t be helped. She was better. Angrier.” 

Seokjin shakes his head, eyes dropping to the ground as he steps closer, effectively trapping you against the table. You rest against it, arching a brow.  

This man. You don’t know where you two stand, or where you’re going. Everything since that night you kissed is a blur – a memory that you find playing on repeat at all hours of the day. Whatever this is, it’s impossible not to feel as if you’re being pulled in by his personal magnetic field.  

He grasps your hands only to plant them firmly on the tabletop, making you lean back even farther. Any hope that he didn’t hear your faint gasp is diminished when he grins, cheeks reddening.  

“Next time, it’s ok to play a little dirty,” he whispers. He clamps down on his smile long enough to nose along your throat. You wonder if he can feel your heart pounding as he pauses, lips trailing just below your jaw.  

Your eyes slip shut as you frown. “That’s hardly fair,” you respond, lungs no longer functioning as Seokjin plants an obscenely innocent kiss to your neck. It’s quickly followed by another, this one much slower.  

You can feel his smile against your skin, sending goosebumps racing along your flesh. “You’re seriously concerned about fair? In our line of work?” 

It’s silly, you know that. To be concerned about keeping score while working as a glorified thief. Yet it’s how you’ve always worked. Keeping track of the hits, as though counting cards in a casino.  

A part of you had always thought that you could anticipate when the next blow would come. Now, you can hardly get back up again before Taehyung strikes again. 

Seokjin pauses, straightening up until he meets your eyes. 

“You’re thinking about him again.” 

Not a question – not that it needs to be. He seems to be able to sense it whenever you get sidetracked like this. It’s certainly not the first time that it’s come between you and what you want.  

Which is Seokjin. Your heart seems to beat out his name as you frown. Seok-jin, Seok-jin. Seok-jin. 

It’s a struggle to not lean forward, lose yourself in his touch rather than have to face the issue nipping at your skin. 

“I don’t want to be,” you whisper, eyes closing. “I hate this. Everything he’s left behind.” 

“What will you do?” 

There’s his lips again, whispering into your hair. He’s pulling you against him, letting you rest in his arms. Your mind flicks back to your earlier revelation. Seokjin, coming into your bedroom. Checking on you. Just making sure you’re still there.  

You’re both too broken for this. 

“Tonight? Start looking into staff. Doctors, nurses, janitors. Whoever might be on his side. Someone here must have planted the card.” 

A pause. “And then?” 

“Seokjin, I...” you chew on the inside of your cheek as the truth roils through your veins. Leaning back, you look up into his dark eyes. See the fear that sometimes grips him in the middle of the night, lingering just below the surface. The something else that you never know what to make of.

You let out a long breath. The something else in his eyes wins out. 

“I’ll go with you.” 

Killing a man has consequences. Of the bad sort, typically. Jail time, guilty conscience, a trail of blood and tears left behind. Nasty business. 

Yet standing here, now, you just can’t find it in yourself to care.  

“Jungkook, lay down.”  

He obliges, bed creaking. The glare he directs toward the end of his nose is most likely directed your way, although you can’t be sure. It could be for the chocolate pudding, now out of reach.  

Hoseok, sitting on the edge of his bed, reaches it and passes it back to him. “So...how do you want to go about this?” 

Everyone is here, even Victoria. She sits in the back, near the door. There’s a bruise blooming along her jaw. This you add to the list of things you don’t care about. Besides, you’re fairly certain she gave you a concussion.  

“Do we even have eyes on his location?” Jimin asks. “Did he actually go home?” 

Yoongi clears his throat. “He was last spotted five days ago. Looks like he’s holed up in his family’s estate for the moment.” 

Like the rat he is. 

You clap your hands together, wincing at the loud sound. “Great. Here’s the thing – we can’t all hop on a plane and jet over to Italy-” 

“Sicily,” Jimin and Hoseok speak in unison. 

“Same thing. We can’t all show up looking for him. We’d be caught out in no time. So – here's the deal. Yoongi, you’re here. We have business with the Genovese family, which you’ll be heading up. Don’t look at me like that – we've talked about this. Jimin, Hoseok, you’ll be helping him.” 

Hoseok frowns, but it’s Jimin that complains. “There’s no way you’re leaving me behind. You’ve already broken the terms of our contract-” 

Your ears burn bright red as you recall that Jimin – Jimin, the gods-forsaken heathen – is the one who found out about you and Seokjin. And now he’s blackmailing you with it.  

“- and I’ll do much worse than that if you don’t do as I ask,” you finish for him, offering up a sickly sweet smile. “Namjoon, Seokjin, with me. We’ll be leaving first thing tomorrow for Italy-” 

“Sicily,” Jimin groans forlornly. 

“- so pack your bags. We’ll go over the details on the plane and fill the rest of you in.” 

Jungkook makes a sound of protest from his bed, and struggles to sit up on his elbows. “Take me with you!” 

“No.” 

“Sorry, I meant to say, I’m going with you.”  

You turn your back on him, heading toward the door. “No, you’re not. You’re not in any state to go anywhere right now, Kook. You’ll stay here. When you’re ready, you’ll join Yoongi and assist him here.” 

“But I-” 

His protests are cut off by an icy voice. “I’m going with you.” 

You stop in your tracks. “You don’t want that.” 

Victoria rises from her seat. The fire in her eyes hasn’t gone down yet. If anything, it’s burning brighter than before. As she nudges past Namjoon, she tilts her chin up a bit higher.  

“Take me with you.” 

She stops right in front of you, and you see it, then. What she needs. All the pent up anger and the sheer sense of loss she must feel after losing herself to Yadiel.  

All of it is Taehyung’s fault.  

I’m you, she’d said in the kitchen. As she gazes into your eyes unflinchingly, you can’t help but know she’s right.  

“One condition.” 

Her head tllts to the side, interested. “Name your price.” 

The smile threatening to break through is difficult to contain. Still, you manage it. “Teach me how to fight like you.” 

Victoria grins, and the sight is unnerving. Feral.  

A reflection of yourself.  

“Deal.” 

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[sugary-sweet-anon]

HELLO!

In your last post, you wrote to a user, "I can do it if you want, send me a plan." Ah, I'm not that person and I can give you another example of fiction. I don't know if you can do it, but I still want you to try!

My fic is about Lee Namjoon.

Namjoon is generally a person who constantly tickles the members. So, judging by the moments, it is.

Namjoon loves to tease and tickle them, but now all the members want to take revenge on him and catch him.

and they realize that this man tickling them is very ticklish and they tickle torture him

Can you make a Lee Namjoon and ler Bts story like this? Please🥹💗

This is my first fanfic! I don't know how well this will be received, but I hope you enjoy it! As I was writing it, it turned into something a bit different. Thank you very much for requesting, and I'm sorry it's taken so long.

Leader's Plight

Lee!Namjoon, Ler!BTS

It was a calm day for the Bangtan boys. A day where they had a light schedule. These days were few and far between, so all seven of them took advantage of it.

Most of them were resting. Others were watching TV. Overall, just a calm and peaceful day.

"HYUHUHUHUNG NOHOHO!!!"

Well, it WAS anyway. Five of the guys met outside their rooms, confused looks on all of their faces.

"What in the world was that?" Jimin was the first to speak up.

"I dunno, but it woke me up," Yoongi mumbled, clearly agitated.

"It sounded like it came from Jin hyung's room."

Taehyung was right. With his room being closest to Seokjin's, he could easily tell. (A/N I don't know how their rooms are set up so just work with me on this). They all agreed and followed the laughter to the eldest's room. What awaited them on the other side, however, was not what they expected.

"JIHIHIN HYUHUHUHUNG KNOCK IT OHOHOHOFF!!"

Directly in front of them, in the middle of the floor, was Namjoon, their leader. In a writhing mass of laughter. And who was causing all of this? Seokjin, the eldest of the seven.

The other five boys stood in awe of what was happening. They never thought that their strong leader would be this ticklish!

"Whoa! How did this start?" Hoseok asked with a grin on his face.

Jin paused his attack on Namjoon, leaving the younger to gasp for air on the floor.

"This brat thought he could get away with forgetting to use 'hyung' after my name!" He exclaimed dramatically. He wasn't really angry or upset at Namjoon. He just felt like teasing him for it.

The others knew this too, but they decided to play along with their oldest hyung. After all, it wasn't often that Namjoon was the victim of a tickle attack. 99% of the time, he was the one who started them. And, well, this seemed like the perfect opportunity for revenge~.

"Ooooo hyungie is in trouble!" Jungkook couldn't resist approaching his favorite member and wiggling his fingers at him.

"You little brat!" Namjoon felt his face heat up as he reached out and squeezed the youngest's side.

"EHEHEY!" Jungkook quickly pinned Namjoon's hands down. "I'm not the one who forgot to be respectful to our wonderful Jin-hyung"

"Ahhh Joonie you should know better~!" Hobi mischievously smirked.

"So disrespectful!" Jimin shook his head, slowly kneeling down beside Jungkook.

"I think you've earned yourself this punishment, Namjoon-ah," Yoongi said.

Namjoon tried wriggling away, but unfortunately Jin had too strong of a hold on him still. "Wahahahait guys we can talk about thihihis!"

Taehyung, who had been quiet this whole time, suddenly spoke up. "Hey, you know what I just realized?"

The others looked at him expectantly. "What is it hyung?" Jungkook asked, his big eyes wide with curiosity.

"Namjoonie hyung tickles us all the time! We never get to see him like this!" Tae couldn't help but smile in glee.

Everyone gasped happily. Except the young man in question. "TAEHYUNG-AH!" Namjoon yelled in disbelief. If his face wasn't red before, it definitely was now.

Jin, meanwhile, was growing impatient. "Ya, are you all going to stand there or help me with him?" He said, his eyes glinting with mischief.

The others didn't say another word before they all pounced on their leader. Jungkook near his head, tickling his neck, Jimin and Taehyung going after his feet, Hoseok and Yoongi at his armpits, and Jin still at his original spot at his sides and stomach.

The response was immediate. "GAHAHAHAHA GUHUHUHUYS NOHOHOHOHO!!" Namjoon's hyena-like laughter exploded into the air. He couldn't focus on anything except the ticklish sensations. Try as hard as he might, there was no way he could escape!

"This is your punishment Joonie! Take it like a man!" Jin said playfully, digging into the poor boy's sides.

"I'm just happy to finally be tickling him instead of the other way around!" Tae exclaimed happily. He was currently scratching the leader's left sole with his long nails, eliciting screams of laughter from him. The other maknaes nodded in agreement.

"Tickle tickle tickle Namjoonie!" Hobi teased in a high-pitched voice while scribbling away at Namjoon's left armpit.

"DOHOHOHON'T TEHEHEHEHEASE MEHEHEHEHE!!" Dang it, why did Hobi have to be so good at teasing? Probably practiced on the maknaes. He attempted to hide his face by turning his head away from Hobi, but was met with Jungkook's wriggling fingers in his neck.

"Awwww hyungie is shy!" Jungkook cooed. He leaned down close to Namjoon's ear. "Coochie coo hyung~"

This caused Namjoon to squeal loudly. "JUNGKOHOHOHOHOOK YOU BRAHAHAHAT!" His thrashing intensified.

Yoongi could see that he was getting close to his limit, so he motioned for everyone to slow down, but not completely stop. "Hang on everyone," he said. "There's something I want to do before we kill him."

The others watched to see the show Yoongi was gonna pull. Namjoon, on the other hand, looked at him in terror.

"Hyuhuhung noho dohohon't! I know that lohohohook!" Anticipatory giggles flowed out of his mouth.

"What look?" Oh, that liar. Anyone could recognize that sly evil look on his face. And he knew it too. It wasn't often, but nearly every one of the members had experienced this at one point. And they all feared it.

"Hyuhuhung dohohon't you dahahaHAHAHAHAHAHARE NAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Namjoon screamed in laughter as Yoongi had lifted his shirt and blown a massive raspberry right on his navel. The other members couldn't help but smile in awe as their beloved leader was reduced to a laughing writhing mess on the floor. Taehyung was right, it was a happy sight to see him being tickled to happy tears for a change.

Eventually, Namjoon couldn't take it anymore. "HYUHUHUHUNG *snort* ENOHOHOHOUGH STOHOHO*hic*HOHOP!!"

Yoongi stopped immediately and rubbed Namjoon's stomach. Everyone else crowded around him to make sure he was okay.

"Are you alright Namjoonie hyung?" Jimin asked with concern.

Jungkook sat him up and started rubbing his back to help him breathe better. "Did we go too far?"

Namjoon breathed heavily while stroking Taehyung's head. The younger boy had made his way into Namjoon's lap, hugging him. "I'm okay guys. You didn't go too far." Though he sounded tired, and he was, deep down he felt really happy. He didn't realize how much he need that.

Everyone crowded in for a big group hug. They were really lucky to have each other. Even if they could be annoying at times. Namjoon took a moment to consider this and welcomed the embrace. He really was the luckiest guy on the planet.

It was a calm and peaceful day once again.

"Did anyone notice that Joonie didn't say stop until the very end?"

"J-HOPE!!"

Well, it was anyway.

[oscolotlxzooxx]

[arlaina28]

The Girlfriend Experience-First Date- Jimin’s Version

Fandom- BTS

Relationship- Jimin/reader

Rated- General

I’ve been here for a week and the guys finally have a day off. I’ve got up early to make the members breakfast before the younger members are going out. I set the food on the table just as Jimin, JK and Tae come into the kitchen.

“Good morning, guys.” I smile at them before sitting down to eat.

“This is great.” JK hums as he starts to scoff his food.

“Thank you. I didn’t want you all going out hungry.” I chuckle.

“Aren’t you coming too?” Tae asks around a mouthful of food.

“I was hoping you’d come to.” Jimin says softly, looking at me with a pout.

“I’d love to, if it’s okay?” I smile excitedly.

“Of course.” Jimin grins.

We finish eating and then head out. We get into the car, Jimin helping me in. The driver takes us to the local arcades.

I play games with jimin and the other guys for hours and hours before we decide to go for lunch. As we walk to the restaurant, I tilt my head up so I can feel the sun on my skin.

“Are you okay?” Jimin asks me softly, taking my hand.

“Perfect. Just enjoying the weather.” I smile at him, fingers intertwining with his.

“It is a nice day.” He agrees. “How about after lunch we go for a walk on the beach?”

“That would be nice but do you think the others will want to?” I ask, worried about the other two men.

“I was thinking, just us? Like a date?” Jimin asks softly, looking away shyly.

“I’d love that.” I grin excitedly, kissing his cheek without thinking.

He grins back at me, blushing.

We head into the restaurant and order lunch. We chat together as we eat and have a few drinks but not enough to get drunk. Once we’re finished, Jimin tells the others we’re going off on our own and they get into the car themselves.

We walk to the beach, hand in hand. We wander along, just out of reach of the sea, enjoying the sun and each other’s company. Jimin asks me occasional questions about myself, my home life and family and answers my return questions. We find somewhere to sit and watch the sea. Jimin places his arm around my shoulders and I lean into him. It feels so comfortable and normal being with him like this, too easy to forget that this isn’t real.

“Here.” Jimin says suddenly, handing a pretty shell he just found.

“Aww it’s beautiful!” I gasp, taking it and watching the iridescence as the sun hits it.

“A beautiful shell for a beautiful woman.” He replies softly, blushing again.

I look away shyly, blushing myself as I carefully put the shell in my pocket.

“I’ll be right back.” Jimin says suddenly, getting up and looking excited.

I watch him rush off in confusion, wondering if I did something wrong. Just as I’m starting to think Jimin has ditched me he returns, holding two ice cream cones and grinning like an excited puppy. I giggle at him as I take an ice cream and he sits back down beside me. We eat the ice creams in peace, watching as the sun gets lower and lower on the horizon.

Once we see the sunset we stand back up and head home, still holding hands as we walk. We talk more as we stroll along and I look up at the stars as we walk, wishing there was less light pollution so I could see them better. Jimin chuckles but catches me as I trip, making me blush as I feel his body against mine.

“Careful.” He chuckles.

“Sorry.” I laugh, pulling away again.

He holds my hand again, a little tighter this time. It’s not long before we see home and we playfully start running towards it, laughing as we reach the building.

We head inside and see that someone has made dinner. We take a seat next to each other and start dinner as everyone chats and catches up with what everyone did for the day. Afterwards I decide to go straight to bed as I’m tired from all the activity today. Jimin walks me to my room and stops me as I’m about to step into the room. I look at him in surprise and he gives me his flirty little smile, licking his lips as he stares at me.

“I had a good day today.” I say softly, butterflies fluttering in my stomach.

“So did I. I’d love to do it again sometime.” He says, still staring at me with his full focus.

“So would I.” I whisper back as he reaches out and strokes my cheek.

He smiles even brighter and then gently lays his lips on mine. My eyes flutter shut and I press my lips back against his. He pulls away and I whimper as we separate, making him smirk as he pulls back.

“Goodnight.” He whispers.

“Goodnight.” I choke out as he walks away.

I head into my room and place the shell on my bedside table, smiling at it before heading to bed.

[yoonsnymph]

5. A family that slays together...🩸

Spooky Scary 2023 Challenge

Prompt: 5. A family that slays together...

Rating: Mature

Relationship: Kim Seokjin / Park Jimin - OT7

Additional Tags: they're siblings, Recreational Drug Use, Drugs, Boss Kim Seokjin | Jin, Kim Seokjin | Jin-centric, Established Relationship, Alternate Universe - Gang World, Kitty Gang Park Jimin (BTS), ? - Freeform, Mafia Boss Kim Seokjin, Ambiguous/Open Ending, spooky scary 2023, October Prompt Challenge, 31 Days Writing Challenge, future fic maybe

Words: 2357 Chapters: 1/1

Ao3: 5. A family that slays together... - yoonsnymph - 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS [Archive of Our Own]

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There's six of them sitting around the table when Jimin walks into the dinning room, all of them look taken directly out of a magazine cover with their black suits and slick back hair-does.

"Good morning," Jimin bows, feeling out of place, fidgeting nervously until he finds Seokjin's eyes across the room and a wave of familial warmth washes over him.

"Good morning," all of them say in unison, some smiling wider than others.

With a silent sign, Seokjin asks Jimin to come closer and sit on his lap. They've been dating for six months now and, with Jimin's friends, a situation like this isn't awkward anymore, he has lost count of the times Seokjin has cooked dinner for him and his dance team in his little apartment and he's had to sit on Seokjin's lap out of necessity and a lack of space.

Here, however, this is new. Jimin just met Seokjin's family two days ago and despite the fact that he's been in the house for all of those two days, he's met each member of the family a couple of times each for a minute tops and as much as he's trying to brush off his discomfort and "act normal" as per Seokjin's advice, he can tell most if not all of the men looking at him now think he is nothing more than a gold digger trying to corrupt their brother.

"I should get a chair," Jimin mumbles, so softly that he would think even Seokjin wasn't able to hear him if not for the way his hand squeezes a spot on his upper thigh, keeping him in place.

Something about the ghost bubble head sitting at the center of the table makes Jimin feel like he's being laughed at just as Seokjin starts talking, "When is the bar going to be ready?" he asks, sliding his hand under Jimin's suit jacket.

"Mom said they're opening at five," Namjoon, the one sitting closer to them, speaks up as a team of waiters walks into the room with trays of food, "She said we should arrive at seven at least and she's leaving at nine," the man smiles, and a pair of dimples appear on his cheeks. Jimin would be lying if he said he doesn't get a little chocked up at the sight.

Everyone chuckles at that and Jimin doesn't try to understand as a huge plate of food is placed in front of him and Seokjin, "You wanna share?" Seokjin asks softly, pushing his forehead against Jimin's. His words are soft as if he's sharing an important secret, the moment feels intimate before Jungkook, the youngest of them all, laughs out loud about something Jimin didn't catch.

They eat breakfast in companiable silence, Jimin doesn't fail to notice, as per Seokjin's request. That's something he's realised about Seokjin's dynamic with his family in the two days he's been staying at their house —granted, mostly hiding away in his and Seokjin's room—, if Seokjin wants silence no will dare to say a word before he speaks first. And as attractive as Jimin finds that, he wonders why the men sitting at the table with them always seem to tip toe around his boyfriend.

When Seokjin decides breakfast is over, everyone's —thankfully empty— plates get taken away from the table.

"Please don't be late. We need to be ready by six so we can ride the traffic out," Seokjin points out, pushing Jimin off his lap and standing up along with him, "And for the love of god, don't get high if you're going to bully your chauffeur into letting you drive the car, Taehyung."

"Yes, hyung," the five men still sitting say in unison and Jimin is pushed out of the dinning room before he can dwell on the whole interaction too much.

Once they're back in their room, Jimin lays belly down in the king-sized bed, nibbling and suckling softly at the skin of Seokjin's neck as he sits on the floor, smoking a cigarette.

"Are you doing my make up tonight?" Seokjin asks casually. Jimin detaches his lips from the skin of Seokjin's throat and waits from Seokjin to look at him to nod and kiss him deep on the lips.

They shower together, not losing the chance to make out under the warm water. Jimin is excited but he can tell Seokjin is just following along, keeping up with his overflowing energy.

Tonight is Halloween night, the first one he spends with Seokjin and part of his unrelenting excitement comes from the party Seokjin is taking him to, and the other parts, if he's being honest, is faked happiness to reassure Seokjin he won't be leaving him after tonight, whatever happens.

Seokjin told Jimin about this party a week ago, nervous as they sat on Jimin's raggedy sofa, "It'll be a test," he had said, "Not for you, for me," he added at Jimin questioning if the test was one for himself.

So he keeps jumping and smiling as big as he can as he puts on their make up; a skull for himself and fake scars on Seokjin's face and neck. Their outfits are simple but more expensive than Jimin feels comfortable with thanks to Seokjin buying them himself.

"We look good," Jimin says at their reflection on a full body mirror. He likes the image he makes holding Seokjin around the waist.

Seokjin smiles almost imperceptibly and pushes a kiss to Jimin's temple, "We do," he says, checking his watch, "It's time, come on."

Walking down the stairs causes a small commotion with Seokjin's brothers whistling and cat-calling them playfully and Jimin can only hope his blushing cheeks are well covered by his make up.

The ride to the so called "bar", that Jimin has come to know is property of Seokjin's mom, is interesting. They all cramp inside a black SUV that looks big enough to hold ten people but as it turns out, the brothers seem to extend themselves until they're all constantly pushing against each other and the noise is equivalent to twenty people speaking at once.

Jimin is caged between Seokjin's body and the far window to avoid him getting mangled by the others. In front of him sits Taehyung, staring at him with a smile that feels a little psychotic. "You got him to wear the make up," he says and Jimin frowns, "My brother, he's never worn make up before."

Seokjin rolls his eyes, "Don't listen to him, he's high," he mumbles, visibly annoyed, but Jimin can't look away from Taehyung, initiating an impromptu staring contest that finishes only when they roll into the bar's private parking lot.

When they walk into the bar it's 7:00 on the clock.

The place is filled with people who all seem to know the brothers. Each pair of eyes filled with emotions ranging from admiration and desire to outright fear. Jimin doesn't ask why they sit at a table by the dancefloor when there are some exclusive balcony spaces when they quite literally own the place.

But the long couch around the round table is comfortable so he doesn't complain.

At 8:00, Jimin meets Seokjin's mom.

Kim Kana is an intimidating woman, with her long, sharp nails, blonde hair down to her hips and a dress that has no right looking that good on a woman who has given birth six times.

She looks at Jimin up and down as Seokjin introduces them and Jimin feels like he shrinks to the size of an ant ready to be stepped on.

The only person she speaks to is Seokjin and it's not loud enough for Jimin to hear as he keeps sipping on his drink to keep himself busy with something.

At 9:00, something shifts in the air.

"You kids have a good night," Kana says loud enough to be heard over the loud music, startling Jimin a smidge when she points a long, dainty finger ast him, "Make sure this one gets home safe or I will personally make sure that house you all love so much gets demolished before the sun rises in the morning."

All six brothers tense up at that, "Yes mom," they all say in unison before getting up one by one to give her a kiss on the cheek and wish her a good night.

Jimin follows along, bowing deep and wishing her to have a wonderful night. That earns him a sweet smile that send chills running down his spine before she gets lost in the crowd of people.

The brothers fall back down on the couch, Seokjin's arm surrounds Jimin's shoulders and pulls him in for a deep kiss, his tongue shooting into his mouth in a way that he only ever gets when they're alone, but Jimin is not about to tell him to stop.

When they come apart, Jimin is only mildly surprised at the amount of drugs and parafernalia on the table. It's not news to him that Seokjin snorts cocaine sometimes. It's not something he's fond of but it's also something that has never caused a problem in their relationship, so he doesn't say anything.

"Maybe that's enough?" Jimin smiles cautiously at Seokjin when he notices he's getting his fifth line ready and it's only been 30 minutes.

Seokjin arches an eyebrow, "Just this one more," he says with a smirk.

"It's okay," Someone's voice over his shoulder makes Jimin jump on his seat, "He can take it," Namjoon adds, chuckling at the surprise on Jimin's face. His dimple faintly visible under the white paint of his Joker make up.

Jimin gives him a tight smile as Seokjin leans over the table to sniff up the white powder. "I don't know why he likes it. It feels disgusting going in," he comments casually, making Namjoon chuckle again.

"And how do you know that, uh, Jimin-ah?" Namjoon asks, turning his body slightly to face Jimin better, "He never said you have that kind of experiences."

Jimin smirks at that, "He doesn't know everything about me," he says, turning his body to mirror Namjoon's posture.

Namjoon smiles cheekily at that, making his dimples pop up, "I see that," he concedes, looking at the table in front of them and moving some things around until he finds a small pink pill, "Do you want some?"

He considers it for a moment, feeling Seokjin's hands circle his waist from behind, "Yeah," he says, reaching for the pill with his hand but he's not quick enough to take it before Namjoon places it on the tip of his tongue and bounces his eyebrows daringly.

Jimin chuckles and shakes his head, thinking that will make Namjoon retrieve his tongue into his mouth, "Take it if you want to, he doesn't bite," Seokjin encourages him with a sultry mumble into his ear.

Namjoon leans closer and waits for Jimin to meet him, which he does hesitantly taking Namjoon's tongue between his lips to take the pill into his own mouth and swallows it, pulling Namjoon into a proper kiss.

It's wet and all tongue. Jimin notices that Namjoon kisses like his life is on the line and briefly wonders if it's a family thing.

They go on for long enough for the kiss to become a make out session, and Jimin almost forgets that he's kissing his boyfriend's brother while his boyfriend watches him and holds him tight around the waist.

When they finally pull apart, Namjoon's make up is smudged around the mouth and Jimin feels his lips are swollen, "I want my turn too," Hoseok says from the other side of the table and the brothers laugh full body laughs as Jimin hides his face on the crook of Seokjin's neck.

The playful exchange gets cut off drastically when a waiter walks up to them and all of them get stone cold faces and dark eyes that makes the hair on Jimin's nape stand on point.

"They're here," the waiter says shortly, never quite raising from his small bow.

Jimin doesn't know if he missed something but the moment the brothers stand up, he feels like he's been pulled up too so he stands there, waiting for something he's not sure he wants to happen.

He watches Yoongi calmly picking up everything from the table, "Who's here?" Jimin asks Seokjin, who shakes his head and instead of answering, he kissed Jimin on the lips.

"Remember when I told that there's things you shouldn't ask about?" Seokjin asks, holding Jimin's face between his hands, "This is one of those things. So don't ask, okay?" it sounds condescending but something tells Jimin this isn't the time to fight Seokjin for being an asshole. Not tonight and not for this.

So Jimin nods and keeps his mouth shut even as he watches Seokjin pull a gun from the back of his pants and clicks it in with a smile so sinister on his face that the sight of it sends chills throughout Jimin's whole body.

"Don't worry, sweet, you're on the right side," Yoongi says to him, stoic as ever as the others start walking through the crowd of people on the dance floor.

Outside the bar, Jimin starts shaking with the rush of whatever Namjoon gave him and something makes him think that's also why in his mind it makes perfect sense for the dead night to be "really bright".

"Little red riding hood!" Seokjin's loud voice startles Jimin, "Where are you?!"

Jimin shivers with fear and for a brief moment he's grateful Seokjin isn't asking for him. The rest of the brothers look around at the shadows, each of them looking more ravenous than the last.

The first man that comes out from the dark recieves a bullet from Seokjin's gun, right between his eyebrows. The noise echoes around them and Jimin gasps before he can stop himself.

His heart races and the image of a ghost bubble head floods his mind. The next eight gunshots happened with no reaction from Jimin further than a twitch of his shoulder.

He doesn't break up with Seokjin the next day.

— FIN

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Sprite's Favourite Fics {Bangtan Fics} Part 11

Note: (I'll keep updating the lists as I read more fics. Also, all the moodboards are edited by me therefore I request everyone not to repost them as theirs)

[Masterlist]

[OT7]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Tangled Hearts by writersrealmbts

Pairing: Hybrid! Poly! Bts x Reader Genre: hybrid au, Monsta X cameos, Angst, Fluff, Suggestive Stuff, SFW Wordcount: 22,844 Description: Hybrid!ot7 x reader: You have seven hybrids and life with them can be both good and stressful. Some days are better than others, but in the end, you know that they’re always there for you, in more ways than one.

{SERIES}

➺ Royal/Bodyguard AU by jiminiesfavouritecolourisblue

Pairing: Bodyguard! BTS x mafia princess! Reader Genre: fluff + angst Summary: your bodyguards became your best friends and you couldn’t imagine your life without them. Chapters: 7/7

➺ Before I Leave You by hollyhomburg [ONGOING]

Pairing: Beta! Yoongi, Omega! Reader, Omega! Jungkook, Omega! Seokjin, Alpha! Namjoon, Alpha! Hoseok, Alpha! Taehyung, Alpha! Jimin, Genre: Omegaverse, Mafia Au, BTS x Reader Parts: 80 chapters Posted Summary: Someone always has to leave first; They just didn’t expect Yoongi to come back with a new omega (who’s clearly been through some shit).

➺ A Place Called Home by agustdakasuga

Pairing: vet! reader x Arcticfox!Seokjin, Panther!Yoongi, Goldenretriever!Hoseok, Wolf!Namjoon, Calicocat!Jimin, Tiger!Taehyung, Rabbit!Jungkook Genre: Hybrid!AU, Poly!AU?, Soulmate AU, romance, fluff, humour Parts: 25/25 Summary: Having saved your own injured hybrid, you were determined to try and help any other hybrid that crossed your path who needed saving. But being a vet in a small hospital wasn’t enough for you. You wanted to do more, you wanted to make a difference. You wanted to give them a home.

[KIM NAMJOON]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Growth by happy-meo

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader Genre: Fluff, mild angst Summary: Namjoon was everything you weren’t but you were everything Namjoon wasn’t.

➺ Autumn Night by sodoyouknowbts

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader Genre: Romance, steamy smut Summary: You attend an event to support Namjoon, who is the keynote speaker for the night. You can’t help but feel insecure about the attention and the advances he is receiving from the girls he lectures. You attempt to leave the event early, but he stops you, intent on reminding you exactly what you mean to him.

[KIM SEOKJIN]

{ONESHOT}

➺ With You by yoonpobs

PAIRING. kim seokjin x reader GENRE. marriage!au, divorce!au, childhood friends2lovers!au, angst, fluff, smut WORDS. 22.1k SUMMARY. Marrying your childhood best friend was not the love story that most painted it to be. you knew that better than anyone else.

➺ Turn Back Time by raplinesmoon

pairing: baseball player!Seokjin x doctor! reader (based on the movie 13 Going On 30) genres/au/rating: fluff, humour, angst, smut, time travel au, 18+ word count: 13.3k summary: After total humiliation at his middle school baseball try outs, Kim Seokjin wants nothing more than for his awkward years to fade away until he’s thirty. Cue a magic baseball glove, and his wish is finally granted. Seokjin suddenly wakes up seventeen years later, now the star pitcher of the team he’d always dreamed of playing for. Confused and overwhelmed at the prospect of the new life waiting for him, he turns to the only person who seems to understand him — you. Will Seokjin learn what it truly means to be thirty, flirty, and thriving? Or will he find himself wishing he could turn back time?

➺ Good Girl by Jamaisjoons

❥ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: seokjin x reader x yoonji x jimin ❥ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: smut • some fluff, pwp au. ❥ 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 23k : ) ❥ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:〝 accidentally walking in on your boyfriend’s flatmate, min yoonji, and her boyfriend park jimin, was probably the best thing you’d ever done. 〞

➺ The End by Jimlingss

➜ Pairing: Jin x Reader ft. OT6 ➜ Words: 31k ➜ Genres: 50% Fluff, 50% Angst ➜ Summary: It’s been a habit of yours to vent in the form of love letters. There’s six in total. They’re kept secret, hidden in your closet. But on your 30th birthday, what you least expect is for each letter to become reality. All done by the whacky ghost of Christmas future trying to grant your birthday wish.

➺ Lost and Found by taleasnewastime

Pairing: Jin x reader Genre: fluff; angst; sfw; strangers to lovers. Word count: 21.2k Summary: What do you do when your whole world comes crashing down around you? When everything you loved turns out to be a lie? When your fiancé tells you he’s been having an affair, you feel like your whole world comes crashing down, but then you find an antiques shop and the strange man that runs the shop helps you slowly rebuild your life and realise maybe not everything about you is broken.

[MIN YOONGI]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Bangtan's Receptionist by wooataes

Pairing: Mafia Boss!Min Yoongi x Fem! Reader, implied ot7 x Fem! Reader Word Count: 1.8k Warnings: Mafia AU, swearing, Death, blood, injuries, mentions of human trafficking but nothing too detailed, guns, character death. Summary: Bangtan’s contracts are clear and concise. They are to be followed to the letter, including the most important rule, do not touch their men.

➺ Crave You by borathae

Pairing: Yoongi x f. Reader Genre: established relationship!AU, Smut, some Fluff, smol lil Angst Summary: ”You should be angry at him for breaking his promise to you, but how could you, if kissing him feels so good? Or alternatively: all it takes is a small fight to discover a kink you and your fiancé share...”

➺ Anything by jiminrings

pairing: yoongi x reader wordcount: 10k glimpse: yoongi doesn't want to move on from his ex because she's everything he's ever known, whereas you want to move on from him because he's everything you've ever loved. alternatively, yoongi's your best friend and you've been in love with him your whole life.

➺ The Final - Day 02 by yoongiofmine

Pairing: DDAY!Yoongi  x Groupie!Reader  Genre: idol au, porn with a lot of plot, one-shot WC: 16k Summary: You've been Yoongi's go-to companion for the past few years, well aware that's all you were going to be. Despite your very real, growing feelings for the rapper, you took what you could get every time. Now, you're backstage at day two of the final leg of his tour when another member takes an interest in you. Will it be enough to make Yoongi realize he's got competition?

➺ Damn the Charcuterie Board [M] by bratkook

pairing: min yoongi x reader x park jimin genre: light crack, smut, pwp, warnings: threesome (obvs), oral sex, face riding, unprotected sex, sloppy seconds, stupid jokes about raw meat lmfao word count: 6.7k of pure filth

{SERIES}

➺ Take Five by jiminrings

pairing: yoongi x reader wordcount: 10k genre: angst, fluff, unrequited love, so much pining glimpse: dr. min yoongi’s a board-certified dermatologist; skilled, renowned, and in-demand — oh and also, he’s divorced. alternatively, you’re yoongi’s nurse and you have a crush on him, and he gives you five chances to ask him out — he never said anything about accepting though.

➺ Oh, Baby! by honey-boyyoongi [ONGOING]

Pairing: single dad! Yoongi x Reader Genre: Fluff, angst, crack, neighbor au Chapters: 60/61 Summary: Min Yoongi, is a simple man. He likes his coffee black and iced, he enjoys his job, and he loves his baby girl. But what happens when the new neighbor, quite literally, drops into his life?

➺ Pink Bird House by 54daysormore

Pairing: Single Dad! Yoongi x Reader ft. Mini Tae Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut, Tae is yoongi's baby Parts: 25/25 Synopsis: Tae really wants a pink bird house, but his dad is definitely too busy to make one with him.  Enter Y/N.  Then exit Y/N.  Right?

[MIN YOONJI]

{ONESHOT}

➺ La Petite Mort by snackhobi

pairing: assassin! Min Yoonji x assassin! reader word count: 9.7k genre: f x f smut, assassin! Au summary: Based on a post that said: "my ex-wife sent an assassin on me but I sent an assassin on that assassin & they fell in gay love & now they're having sex in my guest bathroom"

➺ As we go along by ddaenggtan

pairing | min yoonji x reader genre | NSFW; Fluff, Smut, a dash of Angst bc why not, idiots to lovers, enemies to lovers, Awkward Gays, Idiot/Oblivious Gays, OH The Min Twins aka Yoongi and Yoonji are siblings uwu wc | 10.4k summary | Four years ago, the beautifulstunningattractivefrustrating Min Yoonji came into your life. Ever since, it’s been a competition between the two of you to win the HOA’s Holiday Decorating Contest. The fiery looks she gives you paired with the pointed insults throw you off your game every year, but not this time. This holiday season, you’re determines to win; and along the way you might just find that Yoonji’s been trying to win something else. ;OR the queer hallmark movie of your dreams.

➺ The Song Thief by justanotherstarlightmonger

Pairing: Idol! Min Yoonji x Idol! Female reader Genre: Smut, fxf, idol! au Word count: 4.5 k words Summary: Min Yoonji makes sure you're not stealing her latest song

➺ Good Girl by Jamaisjoons

❥ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: seokjin x reader x yoonji x jimin ❥ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: smut • some fluff, pwp au. ❥ 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 23k : ) ❥ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:〝 accidentally walking in on your boyfriend’s flatmate, min yoonji, and her boyfriend park jimin, was probably the best thing you’d ever done. 〞

➺ Chatoyant by jincherie

pairing: min yoonji x reader genre: hybrid!au, magic!au/ witch!au, familiar!au, smut, slight angst words: 15.5k summary: You’re a witch, and Yoonji is your familiar. The tension between you has been rising steadily over the months, and comes to a head after Jungkook and Taehyung pull an April Fools joke that doesn’t quite go right. Perhaps you should thank them for how things turned out... right after they finish running from Yoonji, that is.

[JUNG HOSEOK]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Midnight Rendezvous [M] by kookscrescent

➤ pairing│Hoseok x female reader ➤ genre│smut, fluff, boyfriend au ➤ word count│6k ➤ summary│Because of a rule that was implemented at Hoseok’s apartment, he has to sneak you in without his roommates finding out. But perhaps you were a little too loud...

➺ Us by honeymoonjin

pairing: idol! Jung Hoseok x gf! reader genre: FLUFF, established relationship, idol au summary: ❝ Among the publicity of being an idol, hoseok wants his proposal to be a private affair. ❞

[PARK JIMIN]

{ONESHOT}

➺ 100 km/hour [M] by chateautae

➵ pairing: fuckboy!jimin x f. reader ➵ genre : college!au, smut, pwp ➵ rating : 18+ ➵ word count : 7k ➵ summary : what exactly happens when you and your friends have to pile into one car for the ride home after an insane halloween party, and you find yourself sitting in park jimin’s lap? especially when he's dressed as an angel, and you're in the sluttiest devil costume ever?

➺ Sugar, Spice And Everything Nice by dovechim

➾ pairing: weak sperm jimin x witch! reader ➾ wordcount: 13k ➾ genre: a crack smut essentially ➾ summary: you and jimin have been trying for a baby for the past six months, to no avail, but then you realise one crucial mistake: you’ve been neglecting your witchy heritage. what ensues is a month of trial and tribulation... for jimin at least. 

➺ All into You [M] by taegularities

pairing: Jimin x female reader genre: fantasy!au, HP!au, established relationship, fluff, some crack, basically pwp wordcount: 7.1k Summary: “The weather. It was nice today, no?” you repeated yourself, your gaze meeting his hazy, lustful eyes. “You’re literally riding me right now.” Teasing your boyfriend while being surrounded by your closest friends? Entertaining. But when he drags you away to punish you for it? That’s when you’re in for a ride.

➺ Damn the Charcuterie Board [M] by bratkook

pairing: min yoongi x reader x park jimin genre: light crack, smut, pwp, warnings: threesome (obvs), oral sex, face riding, unprotected sex, sloppy seconds, stupid jokes about raw meat lmfao word count: 6.7k of pure filth

➺ Let's get Quizzical by taleasnewastime

Pairing: Jimin x reader Genre: friends to lovers; fluff; angst; smut Word count: 28.6k Summary: Thursday night pub quizzes with your friends are a must. One of those friends being your long-term friend, long-term crush, Park Jimin. At this point 99.9% of the population knows you have feelings towards him, Jimin being the 0.1% that doesn’t. But what happens when a bet goes wrong and your weekly quizzes become more complicated than fun?

➺ Into the Wilderness by gukyi

pairing: park jimin x female reader genre: angst, fluff, comedy, camp counselor!au, unrequited love!au, friends to lovers!au word count: 27k summary: alright, so last summer’s camp was... disastrous. from the murky green showers to the wasps nests, it was all-around a bad time. but none of those things could be quite as catastrophic as the end-of-camp counselor campfire, when you told park jimin that you were in love with him. and if telling him was terrible, then seeing him again this summer, one year after your fruitless confession, just might be the death of you.

➺ Turn to Stone by jjungkookislife

❄ pairing: gorgon!jimin x elemental!reader ❄ genre: established relationship, supernatural au, smut [18+] ❄ wc: 8.4k ❄ summary: Childhood best friend turned boyfriend has only wanted one thing in his life, to be able to look you in the eyes without the risk of turning you into stone. The last (and only) time it occurred, it was nearly fatal for you but with your anniversary coming up, he’s willing to give it another go.

➺ Home is where the heart is by bangtanfanfiction

♢ Pairing: Jimin x Idol!Reader ♢ Word count: 12K ♢ Genre: Fluff, angst if you squint ⌲ Description: You’ve been together with Jimin for about three months. But you’ve been keeping a big secret from him. A secret in the form of your 6 year old daughter

➺ Paper Hearts by namfinessed

pairing: jimin x reader genre: fluff, college au, friends to lovers word count: 9k summary: hearts fragile like paper, tear it or don’t?

➺ Potions by taleasnewastime

Pairing: Jimin x reader Genre: Prince Jimin, Healer reader, royal au, fluff, angst. Word count: 23.6k Summary: Magic is banned, to perform it is an act punishable by death, a law brought in by the queen. And yet, here you are, living in the same palace as her, defying that law by performing the magic she so hates. You don’t feel at risk of being found out, you are only a lowly healer, a nobody. But when the prince discovers you and can’t seem to leave you alone, you may not be as safe as you thought.

{SERIES}

➺ Tainted by muniiimyg

pairing: jimin + oc au/genre: est relationship, angst if you’re a crybaby, fluff COUGH COUGH jimin + oc are SOFTIES, ex-fuckboy!/ex badboy! and angelic oc, and somewhat healing vibes warnings: implied smut, one sided pining, explicit language, self doubt/hate aka insecure jimin parts: 20/20 summary: after going public with their relationship, everyone is amused as jimin isn’t exactly what they had in mind for a girl that is practically an angel. perhaps a dance with the devil is what it takes for both worlds to fall into place.  + nobody thinks he’s good enough for her. she think he’s all she needs. he wants her to be right.

[KIM TAEHYUNG]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Unbreakable by smoljimjim

>Pairing: Taehyung x OC named Siri, lovers-exes-lovers >Genre: angst, small fluff, happy ending >Word count: ~16,300 >Description: Taehyung and Siri were the perfect couple and had the perfect relationship. They were known as the 'unbreakable' couple. That was until Taehyung found out something about Siri he couldn't ignore. He thought he knew everything about her, but this... this one thing was a relationship deal breaker.

➺ Requested Drabble by taleasnewastime

pairing: idol! taehyung x reader genre: fluff, smut, strangers to lovers, idol au summary: The reader meets Taehyung, but she initially has no idea who he is until he introduces himself. Taehyung is immediately drawn to her and goes out of his way to charm her. One thing leads to another, and they end up having a passionate encounter together.

➺ Sunflower Boy by happy-meo

pairing: taehyung x reader genre: fluff summary: a fluffy oneshot of when reader met taehyung for the first time. [Part of First Meeting Series]

➺ Good Luck Charm by gukyi

pairing: actor! kim taehyung x female reader genre: fluff, angst, unrequited love, friends to lovers!au, roommates!au word count: 11k summary: kim taehyung has nearly everything he’s ever dreamed of: an apartment in new york city, a lead role in an off-broadway play, and a best friend to share it with. but even still, there’s one thing missing—love. and when he goes on the hunt for it, he dots every i and crosses every t, leaves no stone unturned, but forgets to look at the person who could ever love him the most: you.

{SERIES}

➺ With a brush of fate by yoongiofmine

Pairing: Kim Taehyung x f!reader  Genre: Fluff, angst, smut, idol au, strangers to lovers. Parts: 21/21 Summary: Your roommate was sure she found you the perfect man. Her boyfriend believed he found Taehyung’s soulmate. The only problem was that you never wanted to date an idol and he never wanted to drag you into this life. Taehyung didn’t even know what he wanted anymore and was tired of being criticized for simply growing up. You just wanted to finish university and do something for yourself. What started out with the meddling of your friends became something neither of you expected. Could the two of you be what the other is missing? Or would things just fall apart?

[JEON JUNGKOOK]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Daybreak by bbangtans

pairing: rockstar!ex!jk x f!reader genre/tropes: angst, fluff, exes to ???, right person wrong time/second chances, jungkook is so romance film lead coded – charismatic and well-spoken and genuine and ughhhhh i be fawning frrrr, this takes place where both jk and reader are 28ish, jk is a lead singer in a band with tae-jimin-yoongi, and y/n is a working professional wordcount: 10.1k Summary: One of your favorite things to do when you were in your early 20s was stay up late where reflective conversations eventually blurred into nonsense as the sun rose alongside someone you thought you would spend the rest of your days with… Now you’re stuck in New York City for one night due to a delayed flight with that very person standing there in his leather jacket and guitar case in hand across from you at the airport gate. See, fate is a funny thing and Jeon Jungkook could always find the humor in anything.

➺ Lucky Number 7 by smoljimjim

>Pairing: husbandJK x wifeOC named Siri >Genre: slight angst, satisfying ending >Word count:  ~7500 >Warnings: swear words, JK's a cheater, the world works in mysterious ways. >Description: The seven-year itch has hit Jungkook. It hit him so bad, he did the unthinkable to his wife, Siri. How will Siri handle it?

➺ Cool with You by kooktrash

➣ pairing: afab!reader [she/her] x neighbor!jk ➣ genre/au: strangers to friends to lovers. smut. ➣ wc: 14.6k words ➣ summary: your break up from kim taehyung sent you spiraling into what felt like a midlife crisis of tear stained cheeks and tubs of half eaten ice cream with a broken heart. after finding out that your neighbor, jeon jungkook, was eavesdropping on your meltdowns and came to find out that your ex was his old friend, he found himself wanting to comfort you. he knew the kind of guy Taehyung was and he didn’t want to see you beat yourself up over a guy who wasn’t worth it so in the end he helped you through it and was unable to ignore the growing attraction you felt toward each other.

{SERIES}

➺ The Cocktail Triology by borathae

Summary: “It takes a trilogy to tell this story. It is a story of love, friendship, the hardships of being young and unexpected encounters. Experience the tingling butterflies of a summer’s love unexpected, witness the significance one little mistake can have on the lives of others and feel the exciting sparks of a love so strong it could move mountains. Find out what it means to grow up, what it takes to find yourself and how to make the best out of your granted time on earth.” 1. Tequila Sunrise 2. Purple Rain 3. Orange Ginger Tea

Tequila Sunrise by borathae

Pairing: Jungkook x f.Reader Genre: s2l!AU, Diner!AU, Biker Gang!AU, Smut, Romance Chapters: 5/5 Summary: “You always thought of your life as nothing exciting. Small town, stable job at the local diner, a roof over your head and nice friends. It didn’t take much to make you happy. But that all changes with the arrival of Jeon Jungkook, mysterious biker with dark hair, inked skin and a preference for leather jackets. It doesn’t take long for you to realise that life has so much more in store for you and Jungkook is happy to show you all of it…”

2. Purple Rain by borathae

Pairing: Jungkook x f.Reader, Yoongi x Jimin Genre: Biker Gang!AU, Road Trip!AU, Smut, Romance, Hurt and Comfort Chapters: 29/29 Summary: “Two months on the road with Jungkook and his friends and you couldn’t be happier about your life. You spend your days laughing, dancing and rolling around the sheets with the boy of your dreams, all whilst visiting beautiful places. But your idyllic life soon changes, when Taehyungs past catches up with him, putting not only him, but your entire gang in danger. Can the group get through his betrayal and if so can you outrun the danger before it is too late?”

3. Orange Ginger Chai by borathae

Pairing: Jungkook x f.Reader, occasional Taehyung x f.Reader & Taehyung x Jungkook Genre: Smut, Fluff, slice of life!AU, established relationship!AU, domestic!AU, tattoo artist!Jungkook, restaurant owner!OC Chapters: 54/54 Summary: “Snippets out of the adventure, you and Jungkook call “your life together”. This is a collection of drabbles all in the name of The Cocktail Trilogy couple. They all play after the events of the main story.”

[bonny-kookoo]

Hey Bonny!! I saw you wanted to play a game, so how does this sound for a drabble? Dragon! Yoongi (or Kookie since I know he's your guy) x Fairy! Reader?? Idk if you've written fairies before, but I know you've done dragons! 💜🤍

I have a dragon kook x fairy reader on my patreon as early access, so I'll make this one yoongi!

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Yoongi

Hidden in the woods

Dragons are rather social creatures- but when a young Dragonblood named Yoongi fails to find a partner while all his friends and family have moved way past those events already, he isolates himself, believing he might just be destined to be a loner. But maybe, he was just impatient.

Tags/Warnings: Dragon hybrid!Yoongi, Fairy!Reader, strangers to ???, reader is described as short oops, SFW

Wordcount: 1.6k (it was supposed to be a Drabble... oops)

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“You rarely visit these days.”

His mothers words still echo in his mind as he tries to find a new composition on his piano that doesn’t sound like everything he’s already put out. Of course he hasn’t visited- with his brother’s twins constantly around, he’s always reminded of how far ahead everyone around him is, while he’s yet to find his first real love. He’s thirty, for god’s sake- and yet all he has is his house, a stable career as a musician, and a lot on his mind.

All his friends are married. Some have kids, others are busy preparing for the day they’ll have them. He feels out of place.

Yoongi has made peace with the fact that he’ll be the uncle to all of them, the one guy who never really seems to be happy about anything, never has a family of his own. It’s alright.

He sighs, loudly, gripping his hair for a second in frustration. This is stupid- why is he having an artist’s block right now of all times? People are waiting for something new, especially after he’s already taken a break to help his creativity. And yet, it did nothing- except for giving him a little bit more room to breathe and most of all move out of his apartment and into his new house near the woods. It’s nice here- about half an hour away from the bustling neon city he’s used to after years of living there, and also a bit more distance from his family and friends. A newfound excuse for when they ask him once more where he’s been.

The doorbell rings, attracting his attention. He’s not awaiting any guests or packages- who could it be?

Via the camera installed he can see that there’s a person he doesn’t know at the door- you're rather short, but visibly curious, looking around for any signs of life inside his home, and for a short moment, he sees them;

Delicate little slightly translucent wings. Pointy ears, tilted a bit downwards.

A fairy.

As he opens the door, you seem startled for a second or two, taking a step back, before you speak. “Oh, hello!” You greet him. “I was just about to ask- do you have uh.. Jungkook’s number?” You wonder, and he becomes hostile, crossing his arms. “A coworker of mine, Jimin, said you have it. I’m sorry I’m just, you know, showing up here like that-”

The door closes. But despite what he was expecting, you just ring the doorbell again- and again, until he opens.

“Okay, as I was trying to explain before you so rudely interrupted me-” You tease a little, arms now crossed as well as your wings flap around a bit. “-tell him at least that I need his help fixing my washing machine. He broke it and left the crime scene for me to find, and that’s, pardon my language-” You lean in a bit as if you’re about to tell Yoongi something secret, “-pretty crappy behavior.”

Yoongi stares you down for a moment, before he speaks.

“That’s it?” He asks, and you nod. “Why don’t you ask Jimin for Jungkook’s number?” He wonders, not entirely convinced. Jungkook is pretty much a magnet for people no matter what gender, and the worst part about it is that many if not most always try and get to him through Yoongi.

No one’s ever interested in him. Only his friends, or the things he can provide.

“Cause Jimin doesn’t have it either!” You whine, stomping your leg on the ground in agony. “Listen, I don’t know how to fix it and my bathroom smells like a laundromat already, my coffee machine is also broken and my script has been rejected for the third time, I really need some good news. Please?” You ask, and Yoongi contemplates.

“What if I fix it?” He asks, and your eyes begin to sparkle, wings lifting to flutter in excitement. It’s like in this very moment, he can hear the keys of his piano chime, creating a new piece in his mind.

“You can?!” You ask, stepping closer.

“Probably. Where do you even live?” He asks, before you point towards the woods.

“I live in the woods, pretty much. It’s not that far.” You say, and Yoongi sighs, looking back inside his house. It’s not like he’s going to get anything done either way, so who cares? It might take his mind off of things for a moment or two-

So a few hours later, he’s in your house, enjoying some hot coffee from your machine, which he’d fixed as well while he was at it. Well, fixed is a strong word- he pretty much just explained how it properly worked to you. It was working just fine- you just lost the manual and couldn’t figure it out on your own.

“I always thought dragons were scarier.” You say suddenly, opening a pack of cookies to put in the middle of your wooden coffee table. “You’re really nice. Tall, and a bit gloomy looking, but very nice.” You say, sitting down on the couch next to him, legs pulled up towards you.

He’s noticed something glittering all over the small house- like sparkling glitter, but much finer, and barely noticeable. Looking closer to his pants, he notices it there as well- and even after a brush with his hand, it sticks to his fingers now.

“Oh- I’m sorry! It keeps getting everywhere, especially now.. Wait- I have like, a plastic thing-” You hurry, getting up to search for something in a drawer close by your TV. “Ah, there!” You say, giving him the lint-roller. “It’s one designed for fairy dust. I’m sorry, I should’ve thought about that..” You say, but for some odd reason, he declines.

“It’s fine.” He denies. “Doesn’t bother me.” he tells you, and again, you look at him like he’s just told you the earth is flat after all.

but it truly doesn’t bother him. It would, technically, if he was anywhere else. But right now, in this moment, he couldn’t be any more indifferent towards the ‘mess’ you leave sticking to his clothes and skin.

As soon as he’s back home, the sight of your sparkling smile is still in his mind, as his feet almost automatically move towards his piano, where he sits down, and presses a record button to play something new. The melody has been stuck on repeat in his head the entire way back home through the thick snow, like his imagination was finally finding color again.

But it’s different from what he usually creates.

This piece is playful almost, intriguing. It’s a little hesitant, like someone holding back a thought itself just to not indulge too much in a fantasy they’re already creating in their mind. Fluttering notes interrupt these parts however, sneaking in with excitement and curiosity, trying their best to convince the player to let themselves go.

And Yoongi does, as he finishes the piece, and leans back in his chair, recording finished before his phone chimes with a message.

“You left your scarf at my place!” Is what you tell him.

“I’ll get it tomorrow.” He texts you back.

“I could make us dinner?” You question.

He contemplates, finger hovering over the virtual keyboard of his phone, before he begins to write his answer. Fluttering touches of his fingers moving with a hint of excitement, fine fairy dust on the skin of his hands shimmering in the setting sun dipping everything in a golden glow.

“I’d love that.”

[oscolotlxzooxx]

ʙᴛs ɪs ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ᴀʟʟ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪɴᴅɪᴠɪᴅᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ:

ɪ ᴡᴀs ʙᴏʀᴇᴅ, sᴏ ɪ ᴅɪᴅ ᴛʜɪs. ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴʏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴋᴘᴏᴘ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ!

ᴋᴘᴏᴘ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘs ɪ'ʟʟ ᴅᴏ:

・ᴀᴛᴇᴇᴢ ・

・ʙʟᴀᴄᴋᴘɪɴ��・

・ᴇɴʜʏᴘᴇɴ・

・sʜɪɴᴇᴇ・

・sᴛʀᴀʏᴋɪᴅs・

・ᴛxᴛ・

・xɪᴋᴇʀs・

[the-mazed-magic-shop]

I am such a sucker for everything yoonmin and this was just SO FREAKING CUTE!!!! Like Yoongi being mesmerised by Jimin's smile and crescent eyes, and "soft and sharp features" - that's so canon Yoongi (┬┬﹏┬┬) I love it!

Ghost Friend

Yoongi's spirit has stayed in his dilapidating home for decades. One day, Jimin and his friends Taehyung and Jungkook decide to visit the property, and Jimin makes a ghost friend.

Or, the one where Jimin is totally Jean Grey.

👻 Yoongi x Jimin (platonic)

👻 word count: 1.8k

👻 friends who encounter a ghost, haunting au, crack treated seriously, slight hurt/comfort, appropriate for all audiences

👻 warnings: uhhh...honestly, none? Yoongi is a ghost (which implies that he is dead!) but otherwise, this is a very chill, cute little Halloweenie fic. it is not in the slightest bit scary! Yoongi is lonely, and there is a positive ending. i guess my sense of humor could count as a warning!!!

👻 note: since it's a drabble, the descriptions are not as vivid as usual. it's mostly ~vibes~.

👻 request by @park-jimin-isnt-real for my Harrowing Halloween event! thank you so much for requesting!!! 🍉💜 i feel like you wanted it to be a little more of a crack fic but i managed to make it so serious haha. 🤪

👻 beta read by @neoneunnajimin

👻 posted oct. 2023 | read on ao3

“Hey, Chim, think fast!”

The one who reacts to the nickname Chim – who Yoongi surmises is actually named Jimin – glances up in time for an inflatable ball to travel through Yoongi's spectral form and pummel Jimin in the side of the face. The two men Jimin trespasses with stand about ten feet away, and the buffer of the two – who Yoongi thinks is named Jeongguk – is doubled over laughing, dark hair falling in his face. 

The one Yoongi thinks is named Jimin is understandably annoyed, picking up the ball, which is painted like a basketball but much smaller, inspecting it before throwing it back with nowhere near as much strength. It nearly hits the one who might be named Taehyung, and falls to the floor, rolling away.

Jimin complains, “Don’t throw haunted toys at me, you fucking creeps,” sounding exasperated.

The toy isn’t haunted, nor does it belong to Yoongi, but he is unwilling to correct them. He thinks some children brought it to the property long ago, before the house had become somewhat of a local legend, and left it behind. Sometime in the early 2000s, he thinks, though he cannot be sure.

“This place isn’t really haunted,” the one who might be named Taehyung says in a low, somewhat whiny voice. He kicks at debris that has fallen from the dilapidated ceiling with a frown. 

Of course, this place is haunted. Yoongi standing in the center of their friend group proves as much. Only Yoongi has not made his presence known, just yet. 

Although it is somewhat disrespectful the way people always treat his house like a heap of trash, Yoongi rather likes it when folks come to visit. Being a ghost can get quite lonely, especially because Yoongi hesitates to let anyone really perceive him. 

He thinks he would like to let Jimin perceive him. Jimin, with his pretty, pouty lips that he nibbles nervously, causing them to redden and become even more pouty. Jimin, with his short ash-brown hair and stunning blend of sharp and soft features, depending on which angle he stands at. There is something gentle and understanding in Jimin's wide, dark eyes that Yoongi wishes he could get lost in. 

If only he were still alive. 

"Jeongguk," Yoongi hears Taehyung say quietly, leaning in close and pointing to another discarded ball. This one is larger and red, and its surface collects dust better than the inflatable one. "You should throw this at him when his back is turned."

Jeongguk scoffs and shakes his head, muttering, "You are so childish, Tae," despite walking over to the red ball and picking it up anyway. He very quietly tosses the ball into the air and catches it while Jimin meanders in the opposite direction, distracted by some graffiti on Yoongi's busted living room wall. 

"Hey, Chim!" Jeongguk shouts.

Yoongi, who has begun slowly gravitating toward Jimin, watches as Jimin sighs and turns, shouting, "What, now?"

Jeongguk chucks the ball, and Jimin recoils this time, lifting his hand in order to deflect it. Except, without thinking, Yoongi reaches up and stops the ball in mid-air. Then, realizing his mistake, he quickly drops it. 

If Yoongi could breathe, he would be holding his breath. He feels anxious as his gaze moves between Jimin and his curious friends, whose expressions are frozen with shock. Jimin's hand had lifted just in time for the ball, but Yoongi managed to exert just enough of his spiritual energy to stop it. 

"Holy shit!" Jeongguk shouts, breaking the tense silence. 

Jimin's hand still hovers in the air, and he glances at it curiously. "What…just happened?" he asks. 

"You're fucking Magneto!" Jeongguk shouts. "That's what happened."

Taehyung sighs, stepping closer and picking up the red ball, which had rolled in the direction of his feet. "Magneto can only control metal, Jeongguk. Like a magnet…it's in his name."

Jeongguk shakes his head, mind clearly working on overdrive. "Right, right, right," he mutters under his breath, seemingly searching somewhat frantically for something other than busted concrete and dust to throw at his friend next. "You're like…Jean Grey then."

As Jimin finally begins to lower his hand, the stunned expression remains on his face, and he begins to glance around at eye level as if he suspects there may have been some kind of invisible force that helped him. If Yoongi had a heart, it would sink as Jimin looks right at him – right through him. His eyes are sad and curious, and Yoongi longs so badly to just reach out and touch him. 

"You have to do it again!" Jeongguk exclaims.

"Can you do it again?" Taehyung softly asks. 

"I…" Jimin mutters, brows knitting as he shakes his head. "No, I—I don't know what happened, but I am definitely not—"

"Think fast!" Taehyung shouts, causing both Jimin and Yoongi to sigh. Jimin reaches his hand up and, without giving it another thought, Yoongi also reaches his hand out, stopping the ball right in front of Jimin's open palm.

This time, when Jimin's eyes search the air right where Yoongi stands, Yoongi fumbles and drops the ball. He had meant to hold it up as a show to Jimin's friends, but even Jimin's unknowingly undivided attention makes him panic. If Yoongi had a heart, it would be going wild right now. 

"How the fuck…" Jeongguk mutters, at the same time Jimin – whose eyes have not left the space Yoongi occupies – mutters, "Who the fuck…"

"Pick it back up," Taehyung insists. "With no hands."

"I can't—" Jimin begins but Jeongguk whines, "Just try!"

Jimin sighs and squats in front of the ball, which has been rolled over to Jimin's feet by one of his friends. Yoongi also squats. 

All is quiet as Jimin holds his hand out in front of the red ball. He mutters, "This is so stupid," under his breath while chewing on the inside of his mouth. Yoongi wonders if that is a nervous tick of his – wonders what other nervous ticks he may have. 

Jimin knits his brow and Yoongi snaps back to what he is meant to focus on: the ball. He reaches out and slowly begins to lift the red ball with both hands, ever so slightly. Jimin gasps softly while his friends begin to shout. 

"How—" Jimin mutters as his eyes lift to Yoongi again and glance around the space, searching. 

"This is crazy!" Jeongguk shouts.

"How did we never know you could do this?" Taehyung asks. 

Jimin clicks his tongue and drops his hands, making Yoongi drop the ball, as well. "I can't do this," Jimin snaps back. "Obviously there is some kind of supernatural force at play."

"There's no such thing as supernatural forces," Jeongguk responds, sounding like an annoyed schoolchild. 

This makes Jimin laugh. His eyes become little crescent moons, and Yoongi thinks he has never seen anything so beautiful in his life, nor his afterlife. 

"You don't believe in ghosts but you believe in telekinesis?" Jimin argues, amusement shaking through every word. "Even though it was your idea to come through the haunted Min property? Make it make sense!"

Hearing Yoongi's name pass Jimin's lips makes him gasp. 

"Pick it up again," Jeongguk insists. 

Jimin sighs. 

Yoongi smiles. 

After a moment of hesitation, Jimin holds his hands out, just as he had done before. The ball only rolled about a foot away when Jimin dropped it, and he leans forward. 

Yoongi also leans forward, and when he picks up the ball, Jimin must think twice, because he begins to lower his hands. Before Yoongi has a chance to lower the ball to match Jimin's movement, their energies overlap. 

It is so brief and so faint, but Jimin's fingertips fall right into Yoongi's energy, passing through the side of his hand. All of his energy tingles, from his fingertips to his toes, and he drops the ball entirely when he realizes Jimin must have felt something, as well. 

This time, when Jimin gazes right in his direction, Yoongi has to fight the urge to materialize on the spot and make his presence known. In the past, when he has been particularly moody about guests in his home, he has materialized just to scare the shit out of them. That is one of the reasons his old home has such a reputation for being haunted, almost a decade later. 

Jimin's lips part as if he is about to say something, when Taehyung asks, "Jimin? Are you okay?"

In a blink, Jimin clears his throat and says, "Yeah, sorry. Thought I felt something."

"Okay, well," Jeongguk complains impatiently, "pick it up again."

Jimin sighs but smiles, shaking his head slightly as his gaze passes over Yoongi again and then returns to the ball. He holds his hands out and pretends to concentrate, and Yoongi reaches out and picks up the ball. 

A bright flash fills the space, making Yoongi drop the ball while Jimin heavily blinks and frowns, looking up at his friends. 

"I got it!" Jeongguk cheers. "Proof that Jimin is Jean Grey!" 

"You can hardly tell the ball is even lifted," Taehyung bickers. "From the angle it looks like it could still be on the floor."

While the two of them argue, Jimin continues to search the space. He holds out his hand, palm facing Yoongi, and without giving it any thought, Yoongi returns the gesture by holding his hand up and ever so slightly touching their palms together. 

"Heol," Jimin mutters, eyes widening. "I knew it."

The other two continue to bicker while Jimin sits and stares, smile slowly creeping over his face. If Yoongi had a heart, it would be aching. All he wants is to say something back or materialize fully and let Jimin see him. But what kind of a relationship could be had between a human trespasser and a ghost who refuses to leave his own home?

"Jimin-ssi!" Jeongguk shouts, "we have to do it again. I need a better picture."

"We are not taking another picture," Jimin says, rolling his eyes. "I promise you, I am not Jean Grey."

As the three friends argue, Yoongi stays squatted, eyes trailing from Jimin to the ball. He feels a deep, overwhelming sadness that has only compounded in the years since his death. Loneliness. Grief. But he also feels happy. Although he knows it would not be a good idea for Jimin to see him, he thinks that it is okay if he lets Jimin feel him a little more. 

"Just do it one more time!" Jeongguk insists. 

"No pictures," Jimin responds, to which Jeongguk quickly adds, "My phone is in my pocket!"

Jimin sighs, Yoongi sighs, and they both reach for the ball. 

"Are you ready, ghost friend?" Jimin asks so quietly that Yoongi wonders if he may have misheard. 

But he knows he has not misheard because Jimin stares right at him – right through him – with a smile. If Yoongi had a heart, it would be soaring.

Ghost friend. Yoongi likes the sound of that. 

happy halloweeeen!!! 🎃👻🍂

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Ghost Friend is copyright theharrowing 2023. no translations or reposting allowed!

[lovecoree]

DADDY’S HOME. P. JIMIN !

pairing: military bf!jimin x black gf!reader

synopsis: imagine military boyfriend Jimin finally coming back home, oh all the emotions you’ll be feeling !

warning: contains smut and fluff , kissing , unprotected sex ( don’t do this ) , creampie , praising , both of y’all are touched starved ( y’all miss each other so much ) , reader is black coded , reader uses she/her prns. Let me know if I missed anything !

a/n: missing Jimin hours ☹️

SFW !

you couldn’t help but squeal with excitement as you hear the front gates open at the military entrance. Countless of men coming out with relief or happiness as they see their partner, family, or friends— you would’ve thought they just got released from prison, but you weren’t looking at them, you were looking at your boyfriend Jimin who came out last with his army duffel bag on his shoulder. “Babe!” You shouted, causing Jimin to turn his head in your direction, his stoic face turning into a bright smile seeing you running towards him.

“You missed me that much?” Jimin laughed as he picked you up off your feet as you bear hug him. “Of course I missed you.” You planted so many kisses on his face, taking in his scent and his look. He finally put you down, raising an eyebrow as you gawk at him. “What, do I look bad?” “No no, god no! You look…” your words fell short as you stared at him in awe.

His hair was growing back a little more, the short hair style really suited him, muscles definitely got bigger and let’s talk about the outfit choice. Black compression shirt with grey sweatpants and a simple silver chain on his neck that you gifted him before he left.

“Take a picture it’ll last longer.” You smacked your teeth as you looked at Jimin again before playfully rolling your eyes. “Whatever.” Smiling from ear to ear, placing your hand in his, walking back to your car to grab something to eat and go home.

“I really missed you.” Jimin whispered kissing you on the lips before letting you drive off.

NSFW !

best believe Jimin is going crazy as soon as the sexual tension rises. Jimin wasn’t the only one touched starved for a year, you were going through it. No amount of sex toys or pre recorded voice messages could help you. Your craving grew stronger the moment you found out Jimin would be released today.

Perfectly sprawled out on the bed, back arching causing your chest to touch his as you moaned from the intense pleasure. He had to fuck you in missionary, he just had to. He missed the sight of your pretty face crying from pleasure as he feed you deep strokes. “You look so beautiful baby.” Jimin bit his bottom lip loving the way you clenched around his cock.

Gripping your love handles so tight that the pain was mixing with your pleasure, pulling him closer by the neck to kiss him deeply, god did y’all miss each other so much.

Bed creaking and skin slapping loud and clear in your room. “I love you so much Jimin.” You cried feeling closer than ever. Jimin lived for your whines, flipping you over on your stomach just to release another whine out of you.

“Yeah?” Jimin teases your hole by just putting his pink tip in that glisten with your essence. The whine you let slip past your mouth was so pornographic had Jimin’s eyes rolling in the back of his skull. “mhmm— missed you so much minie.” Wiggling your ass, Jimin hiss at the sound of your soaking pussy making squelching noises.

Mouth going wide as Jimin finally bottom inside of you. “Fuuck yes.” You moaned out, mind going blank as your ass clapped back against his pelvis. Jimin letting out a groan at the sight of your cum and his forming a ring around the base of his cock.

“Messy ass pussy.” Jimin mumbled to himself as he grippped your hips, fucking you into the mattress. “One year, one year of not being inside my pretty baby.” Jimin rambles on and on about wanting to be so close to you, and honestly, you can say the same— well not at this moment since your boyfriend is literally fucking you into oblivion. 

“I’m— Fuuck, I’m so close.” You whined out, gripping the sheets tight and moaning at the feeling of your arousal dripping down your soft thighs. “Me too pretty, gonna cum f’me?” You could feel Jimin’s cock twitch inside of you, moving your hand behind you to have him closer, Jimin smiled at the action as he moved his hand off your hip and interlocking it with yours. “I’m not going anywhere baby, don’t worry.” Jimin eyes rolled back as you squeezed around him so tight.

Jimin used his free hand to move to your center and rubbed your sensitive bud causing you to jolt from the sudden attention. “Let it out pretty, you deserve it..been waiting so long.” Your head was spinning, thighs shaking intensely as you came around his cock.

“Such a good girl.” Jimin groaned leaning down to pamper you in kisses, hips stuttering slightly as he felt close to his release. Using both of his hands to steady your hips as he came inside of you. So much cum entering you that some of it leaked out of you and onto the bed.

Jimin felt his body shiver as he moaned at the sight of his cum and yours creating such a mess as he pulled out slowly. A lewd pop sound as his tip pulled out. “Fuck.” Jimin looked up to see you ready to fall asleep. Lipgloss smudged on the pillow, edges sweated out, legs shaking, and a thin layer of sweat covering your body from the aftermath. Besides all that, you still looked beautiful in his eyes, planting a kiss on your shoulder before he got off the bed, still naked as he walked into the bathroom.

Aftercare is definitely a 10/10. He came back with a warm rag to clean you up and carried you to the bathroom so you could pee. You watched him run the bath water and added body wash to create bubbles. He looked at you with a smile. “You done.” Voice so sweet and caring, you nodded your head yes before wiping yourself clean and slowly stood up and flushed the toilet. Jimin held your hand and helped you into the tub.

He got in after you, getting behind you so you could rest your back on his chest comfortably. “This feels nice.” You smiled letting the soapy water cover your body. “It does.” Jimin mumbled as he moved his hands under water to caress your stomach until he reached your breast to massage them. You hummed as you closed your eyes leaning even more into him.

“I missed you so much.” You whispered, Jimin grinned as he looked at you. “Don’t worry, daddy’s home now.”

Laughing at him you opened your eyes to see him smiling as well. “Omg Jimin.”

[spiceofvy]

Can you please write dumb/cute/random things BTS members will do while they are crushing on reader?

BTS - Things they do when they are in love with you

cw: gender neutral reader, sfw, just pure fluff

Seokjin: Takes lots of photos with you. He just wants to remember everything he does with you. Would totally use every new selfie of the two of you as his new lockscreen. Even if you don't feel pretty or are in the middle of eating something he quickly whips out his phone to take a selfie with you. And of course taking a lot of candid pictures of you, to use as lockscreens too. And if you ever call him out for it he just pretends that he just likes to see his own face which definitely is also true but not the main reason.

Yoongi: Always lets you into his space. As soon as he realizes how much you mean to him you get the code to his studio. Free entry, no texts beforehand. He just wants you around him all the time and he doesn't mind sharing his space with you. May it be to eat together, so you can watch him work while you relax or even working simultaneously on different things. He is fine with all of it. And while everybody has to be cautious about not bothering him, you don't have to because he could never be annoyed with you.

Hoseok: Wants to be friends with your friends. He just loves spending time with you and there is no better way to get closer to you than with friend hangouts. Definitely adds everyone on social media after meeting them once and makes it a big deal to spend some time with them so not only they get a good opinion of him but also so you can see how well he fits into your already existing life. Also will ask for embarrassing stories about you.

Namjoon: Gets even more clumsy. All you need to do is to walk into a room for him to literally drop whatever he is holding. But also just trips over things, pushes things over and all that good stuff. Your presence is just too much for him and he doesn't know how to move his body when you are watching him. Also forgets how well spoken he is and says the dumbest stuff while stuttering. Congratulations, you burned his brain away.

Jimin: Texts you all the time. And I mean it. Nonstop. He is getting his makeup done? He texts you. He sits in the cab to get to the venue? He texts you. He is just about to fall asleep? He texts you. It's just his favorite activity and even if you can't answer immediately he just needs to tell you everything he thinks about. Also sends you so many selfies all over the day. No matter if they're funny or pretty.

Taehyung: Collects little trinkets for you. He almost always thinks of you and in turn always sees something that he thinks would be perfect for you to have. Maybe it's a rock that works well for your collection. Or a CD of your favorite artist you don't have yet. Or just a neat seashell he finds at the beach. Always also really proud about giving them to you, excited to see your happy reaction when he gives you something.

Jungkook: Is so excited to be around you. Whenever he sees you he gets like the brightest smile ever, jumping up and down so happy to see you. Will also maniacally laugh about everything remotely funny that you say. Just so happy to have your attention. He talks non stop, wanting to impress you and hopefully make you laugh. Asks everyone who was with you later if they noticed how you smiled at him or laughed about the joke he made.