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violetsiren90 · 1 year ago

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Blame Me: Chapter 1 | Jungkook/Reader

Pairing: artist!freespirit!Jungkook/noona!f!Reader

Genre: Best friend's younger brother; slow burn; friends to lovers; eventual romance; eventual smut; neighbors/childhood friends au; forbidden(ish) love; summer love.

Summary: Upon returning to your hometown after breaking off your engagement to your boyfriend of three years, you reconnect with your childhood bestfriend as you attempt to put the pieces of your life back togethe r. It seems like nothing has changed in the sleepy little town until your bestie's younger brother returns home from college - very, very grown. As the summer stretches on, the stakes get higher - can you play with fire without getting burned, or have you ignited a flame that won't be extinguished?

Chapter Warnings: All my fics are 18+ (minors, dni); allusions to an unhappy home environment/neglect; descriptive scenes of shared meals (the characters will eat together a lot in this fic, as it is part of a family dynamic); mentions of promiscuity made in jest; the accidentally-in-bed-together trope; brief panic attack symptoms; MC has some issues with guilt and feeling like a burden

Updates: When I can! Life has been crazy lately.

Author's note: This is so incredibly late in coming, and I really struggled with it for whatever reason (the initial inspo was there and then it just wasn't coming) but I am still excited to tell this story and thank you in advance to anyone who takes the time to read it!

*Inspired by "Blame Me" by Monsta X 💕

In case no one has told you yet today, you are loved and worthy of love! 🧜‍♀️ 💜

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You watched the shiny white Tesla that had been your Uber grow smaller and smaller down the long shady stretch of Tiger Lily Lane. You stood on the sidewalk, behind you the warm asphalt of the road and long shadows of the tall, sprawling elms, and before you your childhood home. It was a little grey house with a blue door and white trim, kitchen windows like jovial eyes, curved at the top, staring out over a lawn overrun with crabgrass and lined with bushes of pale pink roses that grew flush with the unpainted picket fence. The porch swing was beginning to show signs of rust, but the two little hanging pots of azaleas that flanked it on either side were blooming and bright. The windows and flowers seemed to loudly stare out into the street, assuring neighbors and passersby of a happy home, but you knew better.

You shifted your duffel bag on your shoulder and sighed. You weren't ready to go in. The house into which your family had moved when you were in the third grade had never really been a home to you. In fact, it had been a place you had left. By choice. Granted you had paid the occasional visit, by choice. Because visits were temporary. This wasn't a visit - and the moment you walked through those doors, you would be shutting forever a chapter of your life in which, as stormy as it had been in recent days, had rescued you from the one before it.

An ugly feeling that had been brewing in the pit of your stomach since the pilot had announced that your plane was starting its decent was making itself well known as you stood outside the gate of house number 9195.

A voice snapped you out of your nauseated reverie, and as you turned to see its owner, new feelings washed over you. Better ones. In the lawn of 9197 Tiger Lily Lane stood a pretty, slim young woman with a sharply cut, silky black bob. Her catlike dark eyes were bright and intense, her face bare but lovely, and her clothes simple but strikingly presentable.

"Y/n!" she called again, her arms extended with open palms in a gesture of embrace and inquisition.

"Jiah!" you shouted, dropping your duffel with a thud and jogging into the ungated yard where she stood.

No sooner were you within arm's reach than she pulled you into a tight hug, swaying you from side to side as she pressed out of you, along with all the air in your lungs, a muffled laugh. Suddenly grasping you by the shoulders, she jerked you back so she could look at you. You grabbed her arms to steady yourself, continuing to gasp out bursts of laughter as you protested.

"Jiah, hold on! Woah! I'm gonna fall!"

"Who cares about that! I haven't seen you since...oh my god, since the summer we finished undergrad, I think? How are you? Are you going to be in town for a few days?"

You looked back over your shoulder to where two bulging suitcases stood beside your abandoned duffel, then back to Jiah's inquisitive gaze.

"It's gonna be more than a few days, Ji."

She squeezed your shoulder as she cocked her head to the side.

"Wait, are you moving back?"

You mustered a weary, uncertain smile.

"Surprise!" you offered weakly. Her smile faded, lips drawing into a pensive purse.

"You haven't even been in there yet, have you?" she asked gravely, her eyes searching yours, hand still on your shoulder. You shook your head, lowering your gaze groundward. She sighed.

"Alright, c'mon," she said suddenly, marching toward your pile of luggage.

She grabbed the duffel and tossed it at you, wheeling the other two bags up the driveway behind her.

"You're coming with me for now. We have some catching up to do."

You didn't protest as you followed her over the threshold of the Jeon household for the first time in a long while.

Linen. Every house has its very own unique scent - one that draws you into its aura, for good or ill, and wraps you in all of the memories and feelings it has afforded you; it can take you back to a moment in time, and who you were in that moment, unmistakable and fleeting - a smoke ring of a portal to a previous reality. Jiah's house smelled like linen. And lilacs? Something floral, but even more delicate.

You inhaled deeply, closing your eyes as you stood just inside the door. The sick feeling in your stomach began to shrink. Every muscle in your body began to soften. You could hear the laughter of years ago. You could feel the bubbly schoolgirl giddiness of slumber parties under forts of sheets. Movie nights with cartons of takeout. Summer afternoons laying in the grass and tossing lazy wishes up at puffy white clouds.

"Y/n? Have you even been listening to me?"

You opened your eyes and blinked at Jiah, who was standing in front of you with two bottles of grapefruit IPA and a look of mild annoyance.

"Sorry," you offered with a sheepish smile, slipping off your shoes, and traded the duffel in your right hand for one of the beers in answer to the question you had missed.

You followed her into the living room and plopped down next to her on a pretty white couch you didn't recognize, taking a long, wheaty swig from your bottle. She folded her legs up under herself and turned toward you, fixing you with earnest, expectant eyes. You raised an eyebrow quizzically.

"Well, aren't you gonna tell me?" she pressed.

You smiled to yourself. Always so direct, Jeon Jiah. Even with half a decade stretching between this moment and the last you spent together, things were the very same. You were the Libra - the dramatic, messy one. The one with a heart full of dreams and a head in the clouds. She was the Capricorn with the strong sense of direction and the practical perspective. You always seemed to be in a quandary and she never failed to have a hard take on the situation. You sighed, taking another long sip of beer.

"Have we really talked at all since freshman year of undergrad?" Jiah shook her head.

While you had fought like hell to get out of Bellpond - even if it meant chasing your father's dreams of law school instead of your own - Jiah, who desperately wanted to join you in New York, had set aside her own longings to attend a local college while helping the family store survive the recession. Telling her the truth of what happened was going to be painful. You chewed on the inside of your cheek, trying to transcend the assumption that what you were about to say would let her down.

"It was a guy, wasn't it?"

You shot wide eyes up at her, mouth agape at her sudden interjection.

"What?" she pressed with a shrug as she sipped her own beverage,

"That's always what it is with you."

You blinked, trying to form some sort of protest while failing to find any evidence in memory to counter her claims. You settled for a rueful smile and a huff.

"I guess I always have had pretty terrible taste in men," you conceded.

"Pretty terrible?" she pushed, her face pinching into a comically overt censoriousness. "It's like your number one turn-on is red flags!"

"Hey!" you rebutted, launching yourself at her shoulder in a playful shove, and sloshing her beer in the process.

You froze in panic as she glanced down at her dampened cardigan, and then at you.

"Oh, shit! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

You jumped up and backed away, holding your hands outstretched in front of you as she stood up and slowly and menacingly advanced toward you.

"This is my favorite sweater," she hissed in a whisper.

"Jiah, I didn't mean too, I'm sorry!" you whined, manic laughter punctuating your words as you backed around the coffee table.

"It has lady bugs on the bottom," she hissed again, eyes narrowing as she raised the right hem to gesticulate at the embroidered insects in question.

"And they're very cute," you placated, hands still raised in self defense. "Look, I said I was - Aaahh!!"

She lunged at you mid-sentence, and you shrieked, tripping over your own feet in an attempt to flee and you toppled, one after the other, in a heap on the plush carpet. Before you could find out if your friend was in fact as strong as she had been in high school, the front door swung open and a familiar voice filled the room.

"Jeon Jiah, get up off the floor and help your imo with all these damn groceries! I had to - AHHHH!"

You looked up at the figure in the door as she let out a high-pitched squeal of delight. She was a petite bombshell of a woman in her early fifties, who, had you not known otherwise, you wouldn't have pegged for a day over forty. Bright and expertly executed makeup adorned her features - softer and rounder than Jiah's. Her permed dark hair was pulled up in a colorful bohemian wrap, and she wore compression pants, neon orange Nike's, and a crop top with a print of Joan Jett flipping the bird. She had dropped the bags of citrus and apples she had been carrying, sending the fruits rolling across the floor.

"Aebeolle!" She shrieked, running forward, and bending down to pull you up by your armpits into a half-stand so she could crush you in a hug.

"Rosie!" You propped yourself up on your knees so that you could wrap your arms around the tiny woman's middle.

Imo to her niece and nephew, she was Rosie to everyone else. While Jiah's mother had been the responsible one, staying out of trouble, and working in the family store after school, Rosie had been the wild child. Smart as a whip but with no patience for the system, Rosie had dropped out of high school at seventeen and jumped on a tour bus the following summer as the groupie of a grunge band. She hadn't looked back until Christmas Eve of 1999, when her whole world was shattered by a phone call.

She had taken the next flight back to the hometown she had promised to never set foot in again so that by Christmas morning she could have her niece and nephew in wrapped her arms. She left behind her life in the fast lane to take over running the Jeon's store and raise her sister's kids in their family home.

She had been there for you, too. On those nights you climbed out of your window, a backpack slung over your shoulder stuffed with clothes and a toothbrush, to tap softly on their front door. On the following mornings she had filled your stomach with warm, hearty dakjuk and fluffy slices of milk bread, and let you watch cartoons as she worked out the knots clinging to your neglected hair. She offered the warmest hugs, the softest words of direction, and the loudest cheers of praise. She had always called you "aebeolle" which was Korean for "caterpillar", and she had always given you the nurture you needed to survive. If she hadn't, you weren't sure where you would have come by it.

"What are you doing here? You finally paying us a visit?" she asked, clapping her hands to your cheeks.

"She was about to tell me about how some guy wrecked her life. Again."

Jiah interjected, earning herself a smack on the shoulder.

"Jiah, you brat!" Rosie chided, as she helped you to your feet.

She glanced up at you through fake lashes.

"You really do have the worst taste in men, though."

You sighed in defeat.

"Ugh, you two," you blustered, "Where is Jungkook when I need backup?"

"Headed this way, for the summer, actually," Rosie remarked as she collected the fruit strewn across the floor.

"So he decided to slum it, huh?" Jiah huffed, "I thought he was going to Ontario, or wherever the heck that last girl he met at that festival was from."

Rosie shrugged, shaking her head with a smile.

"I've lost track," she chuckled.

You blinked.

"Wait, wait, wait...are we talking about the same person?" You asked, holding a hand up in disbelief. "Jungkook. Your little brother. Tiny. Shy as hell. Looks like the weight of his head is gonna topple him over. Bunny rabbit teeth....is a lady's man?"

"Well, not strictly," Rosie hummed, hoisting a bag of produce onto the counter. "His sophomore year in Paris there was that one guy...what was his name?"

"Taehyung," Jiah offered, shedding her sweater and draining her beer.

"Right, right," Rosie nodded. "I liked him. Too bad."

Your mouth hung open. Jiah wrinkled her nose.

"You're gonna catch flies that way," she remarked sardonically.

"I...I just cannot believe what I'm hearing. Jungkook. In my mind he will forever be the tiny gremlin I have to keep bailing out of trouble."

Rosie smiled. Jiah scoffed.

"Well, he's still a gremlin, if you ask me," she sniffed, chucking the beer bottles in the recycling bin.

"When does he get back?" You asked.

Rosie shook her head as she divided the groceries between the cupboards and the fridge.

"He's on his bike so, barring any unexpected stops - which are definitely not out of the picture - he should be here in the next couple of days. Probably by the weekend."

You nodded, still trying to wrap your head around the newly acquired image of you and Jiah's childhood tag-a-long. Rosie approached you with a picture pulled up on her phone.

"Look at him," she said with a smile, sliding the device into your hand.

You blinked at the picture on the screen. There he stood - much taller than you remembered - a girl under each arm, filling out a pair of ripped jeans, a black tank, and an ascot. A fringe brushed the tops of his eyes, while the top half of his dark waves were bound back in a little bun. His right arm was covered in tattoos. He was grinning from ear to ear, with that same toothy smile you had committed to memory.

"That's just crazy," you murmured, shaking your head, before handing Rosie's phone back to her.

"He's going to be thrilled to see you. I think he has a lot of happy memories from when you three were kids just banging around town together," Rosie remarked as she continued to sort the groceries.

You smiled to yourself. You certainly did. You glanced at your bags by the door.

"I guess I should get going," you murmured without conviction.

"Not yet, not until I've fed you," Rosie responded, not skipping a beat as she began to pile the ingredients for bibimbap on the kitchen island.

You smiled to yourself. Rosie to the rescue, as always.

"Okay, if you're gonna twist my arm," you sighed dramatically as you pulled up a stool on the other side of the kitchen island, followed by Jiah who grabbed the carrots and a peeler.

You reached for a huge zucchini squash and knife. Jiah shot you some side-eye.

"You're not getting out of telling us about the big debacle, you know. Time to 'fess up."

"Yep, spill," Rosie concurred as she prepped the rice cooker.

You heaved another sigh. Might as well get it over with, you thought. But for some reason, the words stuck in your throat, unable to come out. You looked at your hands, shaking as they tried to steady the knife over the squash. You couldn't do this. Not right now. Not yet.

You let the knife clatter to the cutting board and scrubbed your hands over your face.

"Y/n?" Jiah asked, leaning over to look at you, "Are you okay?"

You drew your hands from your face and looked up at her with tired eyes. She and Rosie had traded their teasing glances for expressions of concern. You gripped the edge of the counter to stop your stupid hands from trembling.

"It's really not a fun story, you guys," you said slowly, trying your best to sound casual, "You're not missing out."

Rosie reached over the kitchen island to clasp your hands.

"No worries, aebeolle. We can talk about it some other time. For now, just stick to slicing up this zucchini and forget about that other one!"

She shot you a wink as she cracked open a tupperware of marinated beef.

"Imo! My god!" Jiah protested with a grimace as you and Rosie burst into a fit of giggles.

It was all laughter and shots of soju and teasing Jiah about being a prude until you were gathered around the table with steaming bowls of goodness in front of you. Rosie closed her eyes and threw up rock-on signs with both hands.

"May Stevie Nicks bless this food," she murmured before snapping up her chopsticks to snag a mandu and pop it into her mouth.

You took a heaping bite of bibimbap, your whole body relaxing as the flavors and warmth returned you to a simpler time. Another wave of nostalgia washed over you as images of three little hungry kids fighting over the last piece of fried chicken replaced the scene before you. Your eyes wandered to the empty chair beside Rosie. There was a missing piece in the picture of comfort you had always found in the Jeon residence - a missing piece in the shape of round head bearing a pair of giant doe eyes that would light up when he'd win and water-up when he'd lose, and little short legs that ran faster than the longer ones, and a bright smile that was all innocence and central incisors.

You smiled fondly as long-dormant memories continued to appear like little spring flowers of the mind. Jungkook had perfectly completed your little trio, because though Jiah was your best friend, you and he had always understood each other in a way that came so easily. You didn't mind that everything brought him to tears, or that he invested himself so earnestly in even the smallest of his joys. You also didn't find it annoying that he wanted to tag along with the big kids, or that he hated being called a baby despite practically demanding to be treated as one. You knew in a way Jiah would only later realize that he was caught between wanting to grow up too quickly and not at all. It was the same battle between longings that waged war in your own heart, along with so many others who in some way had to raise themselves.

"How's the oi muchim?" Rosie's question roused you from your reverie.

"Amazing, like everything," you answered, waving your chopsticks over the spread of banchan.

"I made it a little spicier this time," the older woman said, sampling the cucumbers again herself. "Trying to get these staples just right before the new place opens."

"New place? Another store?" You asked, helping yourself to more sukju namul.

Rosie's eyes shone, a proud smile tugging at her lips as she gave her answer.

"A restaurant, actually."

Your jaw dropped.

"You're finally doing it!?"

Rosie leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms, nodding at her niece.

"It's all Jiah's doing. She's taking care of all the logistics, I'm just figuring out the menu."

"Well, if you need help, I'm in between gigs at the moment," you added eagerly.

Rosie clapped her hands and wiggled in her chair.

"We would love the help! We've only just started hiring some staff. So far there's one person to wait tables and someone running the kitchen."

Jiah let out a huff. You quirked an eyebrow in her direction, and she appraised you with a look of wistful discouragement.

"Too bad you can't cook, or I'd boot him out tomorrow."

"Who?"

"The chef," she sneered.

"Speaking of, Jiah-ie," Rosie remarked over the food in her cheek, "How is Seokjin doing these days?"

The older woman chewed back a poorly concealed smirk as she glanced up at her niece, whose lips curled scornfully.

"One day, I'll kill him, I swear," she grumbled, shoveling rice into her mouth as if she was punishing it with every bite.

You glanced over at your friend, then at Rosie, who wiggled her eyebrows as she took a sip from her glass.

"Seokjin...not Kim Seokjin?" you asked.

"Yeeeeep," Jiah affirmed bitterly.

"He's a cook?"

Rosie nodded.

"And darn good at it. The only thing he's better at is pissing off this one right here," she remarked with a smirk as she gestured toward her glowering niece.

You smiled to yourself as Jiah started off on what would likely be a lengthy rant at the young man's expense. Seokjin, or Jin, as he was more commonly known, had attended the same small high school as you and Jiah. In a body of four-hundred students, everyone had played a well-known role - and while she had been the straight-laced valedictorian, he was the class clown. Natural enemies who found the other beyond comprehension, the bulk of the ire had always been on Jiah's side, while Jin had seemed to find her as amusing as he did inexplicable. The concept of the two of them attempting to run a business together was the stuff of sitcoms.

His ongoing feud with Jiah notwithstanding, it didn't really surprise you that he had tucked himself into the Jeons' life. His father owned most of the agricultural land in the surrounding area, and with his older brother having been slated since birth to take over the family empire, Jin had enjoyed a freedom of direction that found him often seeking out the phenomenon of being needed...and people always needed a laugh. But laughter is momentary, and Rosie, having the heart for strays that she did, always provided something more permanent.

"So now we're probably going to have to keep Jungkook at the store, because you know how they get when they're together," Jiah tiraded on.

"They don't get along anymore?" you asked, a bit crestfallen at the thought.

"The opposite," Rosie chuckled, "You put them in the same room and those dorks turn into a couple of puppies. They broke the back screen door roughhousing last Chuseok. Plowed right through it."

You snickered at the thought.

"But Jungkook is darn well gonna contribute while he's here," your friend asserted as she stood to clear the table, still on her agenda about the restaurant launch, "Not just cruise around finding pretty people to sketch between make-out sessions."

Rosie waved a hand dismissively.

"He's always willing to pitch in. But it's summer, and he's young, so don't you go all drill sergeant on him."

Jiah scoffed.

"Sure, it's summer, but there's a lot to get done between now and opening, and -"

"AND," Rosie interrupted, "I expect you to have some fun as well, young lady! Especially now that Y/n is back. You two better do a decent amount of carousing."

"Carousing?" Jiah asked with a grimace, directing horrified eyes in your direction.

You let out another laugh.

"She's got a point, Rosie. I don't think anyone has caroused in quite some time."

Rosie rolled her eyes, crossing to the sink and running the tap.

"Well," she rejoined, undeterred, "Whatever it is they're calling it these days, you two better be doing plenty of it! Give your imo some fun to live through vicariously, why don't you?"

Jiah shook her head, crossing her arms over her chest.

"And, you," she said, pointing a sudsy wooden spoon in your direction, "Should just stay here for the night. Take Jungkook's room. Then you can rest and be ready for...you know. Tomorrow."

You accepted the invitation with very little hesitation. It was a relief, and Rosie knew. She had always known. You shot a text to excuse your absence that you doubted was actually necessary and lugged your things down the hall and into the last bedroom on the left.

The rest of the night was spent stuffed onto the little couch with bowls of ice cream while the three of you shrieked and slapped each other's arms and kick your feet watching reruns of The Golden Girls. It was nearly midnight by the time you slipped under the sheets of the full-sized mattress in the smallest bedroom.

Though your eyes were heavy with exhaustion, you couldn't help but glance around at the walls and shelves, filled with scented candles, and action figures, Polaroids, and an incredible number of charcoal and graphite sketches. There were drawings of buildings, trees, cars, and people. And though there was little variation in color, the vitality and emotion that sparked along each line drew you from piece to piece. Your eyes drifted over a particular drawing - a girl's lower face - the tip of a nose, lips slightly parted, and her chin tilting upward. It might have been the delirium of your tired mind, but something about it seemed familiar. You stretched for a recollection just out of reach as you slipped past memory and into slumber.

Weight. The first thing you registered as your mind began to again become aware of its physical trappings was a heaviness. At first your hazy consciousness likened it to blankets, then to the heaviness of a sleep without dreams...safety...security...

And then something brushed the skin of your stomach under your shirt, drawing a hum out of you as your eyes fluttered open, and what they saw had you frozen in place. An arm. A large, muscular arm covered in dark ink was snaked around your waist, hand slipped under the hem of your sleep tee.

Fight or flight mode suddenly triggered, you snapped up and pushed yourself away from the body attached to the limb, letting out a shout as you kicked your legs, and only catching a glimpse of dark hair and grey sweatpants as the intruder rolled off the bed and hit the carpet with a loud thud. You jumped off the other side of the bed before you could think, tangling your legs in sheets that brought you tumbling down onto your ass. Before you could thrash free of the bedding, a groaning figure peered with large, dark eyes from the other side of the bed. Dark, wild waves framing his sleepy head like a halo, and wide, round eyes still bleary with sleep, the young man passed tattooed hand over his mouth to wipe the remnants of drool away as he blinked at you from across the room.

"J...Jungkook?!" you choked out in surprise and confusion, struggling to your feet.

"You kicked me..." he groaned, his features taking on an injured look as he stooped to rub his thigh.

"Why...when..."

"Imo told me to wake you up for breakfast," he pouted.

You scrubbed your hands over your eyes. Same damn baby-faced expression. Huge, bulky man. With tattoos...and a lip ring? This Pokémon had leveled up. Maybe twice. And that was all your brain could register as your heart rate descended from two hundred beats per minute and the heavy fog of an interrupted sleep cycle began to dissipate. You tossed the sheet back onto the bed, and as your eyes flicked back to his face you noticed his had dropped a little lower. Registering with horror that you were in a thin cotton nightshirt with nothing underneath, you snatched up the sheet again, clutching it to your chest. What the fuck was happening?

"Rosie told you to wake me up, so you decided to spoon me?" You asked incredulously as your embarrassment quickly morphed into agitation.

Jungkook's eyes widened as they flew up to yours, seemingly caught off guard by the edge in your tone.

"No, noona...it wasn't like that!" he said, standing to his full height, his brow creasing defensively.

He was pretty fucking tall. His white tee and grey sweats did little to hide the fact that he was also pretty fucking big. Exasperated by these unbidden acknowledgements that had your brain buffering, you snapped a little again.

"Then what was it like? You had your hand up my shirt, Kook!"

Your voice had unintentionally softened at his nickname, and he caught it, biting back a grin as you hugged the sheet over you just a little more snugly.

"It was kind of your fault, noona," he smirked, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck.

You shot him a quizzical and unamused look.

"I came in here to wake you up and you pulled me into bed. You kept calling me someone else's name...and..." he giggled, "'Baby', and you kept insisting we sleep for just five more minutes."

You gaped at him in horror.

"You pulled my arm over you," he continued, now a bit smugly, "And I had literally just woken up, so...being so comfy...well, I guess I fell back to sleep with you."

You could feel the heat in your face. You had a history of pretty intense sleep talking, but you hadn't experienced it to that extent in years. You considered that you must have slept deeply as you stammered your apology.

"Oh my god, Jungkook...I'm so sorry - that's horrifying - I didn't mean to..."

The younger man just laughed in response, breaking into his signature luminous smile. His eyes glimmered.

"Didn't mean to steal my bed, demand cuddles, and then beat the heck out of me?"

You let out a sigh.

"Sorry."

He nodded, a little smile still tugging at his lips.

"I accept your apology for the bruises...but not the cuddles. Those were nice."

He threw a wink over his shoulder as he headed for the door, and you tossed a pillow and a string of expletives after him as he jogged, giggling, toward the kitchen. Still flustered and a bit thrown, you changed into real clothes before joining the others in the breakfast table. Rosie was placing mayak eggs alongside the piles of bacon and pancakes as you pulled out a chair next to Jiah.

"You slept well! You must have been exhausted," Rosie remarked, handing you a mug of coffee.

"Yeah, must have," Jungkook quipped with a smirk as he snagged three strips of bacon.

You shot him a warning look as you stabbed demonstratively into a stack of pancakes, but his grin only deepened.

"I thought you weren't supposed to be back until the weekend," you addressed him coolly.

"Mm," he took a sip of orange juice. "I actually wasn't really supposed to be back until next week. I expected to head north to see a friend but she ended up being out of town, so I just came straight back."

"A friend, huh?" Jiah crooned patronizingly, as she twirled a fork in his direction.

Her brother nodded.

"The same one you were talking to on the phone very loudly when you came in last night?"

Jungkook scrunched his nose, sticking out the tip of his tongue in her direction.

"Wow," she drawled, "How very adult of you. And for the record, friends don't call each other 'baby'."

Jungkook snickered, glancing at you again before he mumbled, "Some friends do..."

"So, Jiah - " you practically shouted, as you turned toward her in a desperate bid to change the topic of conversation, "You gonna show me the new place today, or what?"

"The restaurant? If you let her drag you out there, she'll put you to work and you'll never be seen again," Jungkook hummed over an entire egg that he had pocketed in his cheek, casting teasing eyes up at his sister, who smiled back wickedly.

"You know, Kookie, it's just so good to have you home! We needed someone who puts in those gym hours to do a bit of the heavy lifting."

Jungkook flashed another smile, puffing his chest and massaging his pectorals as Jiah feigned a gag.

You chuckled, and Jungkook grinned as he tucked into his pancakes.

Watching the two of them bicker and catch up, you realized that things felt a bit more whole again - familiar, if different. You considered that maybe the three of you could all fall back into stride. Maybe this summer wouldn't be so bad after all.

After breakfast you gathered your things to head next door. You tried to slip out quietly, to avoid Rosie stalling you any further, but Jungkook caught you as he was coming around from the garage, an oil towel in his grease-stained hands.

"You leaving?" he asked with a tinge of disappointment.

"I can't over-stay my welcome," you shrugged, smiling wryly.

His face took on a serious expression.

"You know you're always welcome here, yeah? It's good to have you back," he pressed earnestly.

You nodded, touched because you knew he meant it and that the other two members of his family shared the same sentiment. Jungkook wiped his hands on the towel casting a look over at the house next door.

"You staying there?"

You nodded. His brow creased and the corners of his mouth turned down.

"Okay. You can come here whenever."

"I know," you said softly.

His eyes looked worried and uncertain. You dropped your bag and pulled him into a hug.

"It's so good to see you again, Jungkook-ah," you murmured, dropping your head against his chest.

His arms squeezed around you in return. He had always preferred to talk with his body instead of his words. Every playful punch, or little shove, or squeeze of his hand carried a message. This one meant it was good to see you too.

As you waved goodbye you counted the Jeons' welcome among your blessings - not everything you had left behind would be so welcome to recall. But, life hadn't left you with many choices. So you began the long walk to the house next door.

-End Chapter 1-

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my-chaos-radio-2020-list · 1 month ago

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The 2020s List

Update: Every Sunday

Last: December 22, 2024

10 Things I Hate About You - Leah Kate

2 hands - Tate McRae

2step - Ed Sheeran

25 - Pretty Reckless

360 - Charli XCX

A Cure For Minds Unwell - Lewis Capaldi

A Symptom Of Being Human - Shinedown

abcdefu - Gayle

About Damn Time - Lizzo

Addicted - Zerb, The Chainsmokers feat. Ink

After Hours - Kehlani

Akon's Beautiful Day - Akon

Alien - Dennis Lloyd

All By Myself - Alok, Sigala, Ellie Goulding

All for You - Cian Ducrot

All The Ways - Meghan Trainor

All We Got - Robin Schulz feat. KIDDO

Angel Eyes - Àsdís

Angel Numbers / Ten Toes - Chris Brown

Angry - The Rolling Stones

Anti-Hero - Taylor Swift

Anyone - Justin Bieber

Anyone For You (Tiger Lily) - George Ezra

APT. - ROSÉ & Bruno Mars

Arranca - Becky G feat. Omega

As It Was - Harry Styles

Ask & You Shall Receive - Rita Ora

At My Worst - Pink Sweat$

Attention - Doja Cat

Austin - Dasha

Baby Blue Bathing Suit - Stephen Sanches

Back For More - TXT, Anitta

Back To Me - Mr. Gun, YRYS

Back To Your Heart - Delta Goodrem

Bad Dreams - Teddy Swims

Bad Habits - Ed Sheeran

Bad Habits - Usher

Bad idea right? - Olivia Rodrigo

Bad Memories - MEDUZA, Elley Duhé, Fast Boy

Balloon In Love - SUNMI

Bam Bam - Camila Cabello feat. Ed Sheeran

Bambambam - Yerin

Be Kind - Marshmello, Halsey

Be More - Stephen Sanchez

Beach House - Carly Rae Jepsen

Beaches - beabadoobee

Beat Of Your Heart - Purple Disco Machine, ÀSDÍS

Beautiful Mistakes - Maroon 5 feat. Megan Thee Stallion

Been Like This - Meghan Trainor, T-Pain

Before You Leave Me - Alex Warren

Big Energy - Latto

BIRDS OF A FEATHER - Billie Eilish

Bitter Taste - Billy Idol

Black Friday - Tom Odell

Black Hole - Griff

Black Magic - Jonasu

Body Moving - Eliza Rose, Calvin Harris

Body Talk - Ofenbach, SVEA

BOOM - Rocket Punch

Break - Capri Everitt

Break My Heart - Dua Lipa

Break My Heart - JC Stewart

Break My Heart Myself - Bebe Rexha

Bubble - STAYC

Butter - BTS

By Your Side - Calvin Harris feat. Tom Grennan

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pear-vic · 6 months ago

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Pinned!!!

About me:

Pear, Vic, Pearvic, PVic, PV

Ace bi androgyne

He/she

Black Canadian (Haitian)

English/French

Artist

Fandoms (main ones):

Cookie Run

Splatoon

Scott Pilgrim

How I Met Your Mother

Favs:

Macaron Cookie (CROB/K/PW)

Popcorn Cookie (CROB/PW)

Alchemist Cookie (CROB/K/PW/WC/TOA)

Kim Pine (SP)

Ramona Flowers (SP)

Roxie Richter (SP)

Off The Hook (SPL2/3)

Barney Stinson (I hate to admit it /srs) (HIMYM)

Robin Scherbatsky (HIMYM)

Tracy McConnell (HIMYM)

Victoria ? (HIMYM)

Haruhi Fujioka (OHSHC)

Rin Matsuoka (FREE!)

Makoto Tachinana (FREE!)

Kisumi Shigino (FREE!)

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu (DRV2) (no longer into the franchise) (I kinda hate it here /hj)

Ryotaro Dojima (P4) (no longer into the franchise)

Zenkichi Hasegawa (P5S) (no longer into the franchise)

Akane Hasegawa (P5S) (no longer into the franchise)

Socials:

(will add the links when I'll feel like it, sorry)

Twitter: @/PEAR_VIC (main acc) (most active)

Twitter: @/POPCORNC00KIE (art only acc)

Instagram: @/pearvic_o7 (inactive but just in case)

Extras:

I block freely (maybe TOO freely, hm /j)

For cookie run peeps, I HATE HATE HATE yogurca cookies, tiger lily, milk, purple yam and mango just so you know (in order: SWANA stereotypes, "exotic sensual jungle lady" stereotype, "white savior"(?) stereotype especially when with poc coded cookies, "angry black man" stereotype, "lazy islander" stereotype)

For cookie run peeps, I don't really mind most ships but I'm really meh on some dcc ships (carrow, affo, crunchy chip)

For scott pilgrim peeps, I strictly see roxie as a lesbian and therefore if you disagree with my hc, please dni!

For splatoon peeps, if you deny pearlina in any way, dni! Or else I'll block you first! I'll love and defend this ship until the end of my life!!! :P

(This list might be updated in the future.)

Thank you for reading!!

#cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run ovenbreak #splatoon #how i met your mother #scott pilgrim #intro post #blog intro #introduction

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fantasiasodapop · 2 years ago

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*vibrates in excitement* Okay, this is good. Didn’t know about the ghost hunter! Here we go.

You are totally right! Snake Fruit and the Cookiemals would totally fit as animalistic cookies, even if they aren’t shapeshifters. That’s a good point. So would Pinecone (but he might be closer to a guide, as he talks to trees, but I’d like to hear your ideas on that), and I suppose that technically Tiger Lily and Crunchy Chip would half be in this category, but that depends on whether you consider people raised by animals as fitting here. (And I’m pretty sure Tiger Lily is related to almost certainly Pitaya and MAYBE White Lily but that’s another theory entirely.) Snake Fruit might be considered a cookie with at least a legend about them as they were actually predicted by Millennial Cookie who knew Longan’s plan the entire time (see: Millennial Tree’s Relationship Chart)

Sugarglass is a fantastic example! Oh, and you could add Amber to the animal cookies as well! I would also include Stardust and, surprisingly, Wizard Cookie in this “Wizard’s Victims” category as if you examine his dialogue in the City of Wizards, he knows WAY MORE than he should and the Wizard friend of Moonlight insinuates that he will be back so… I don’t know what to make of the little scarfed cookie. Off the top of my head I think he found a secret passage? I’d have to recheck the story to make sure, but he knows things that no one else does, including defenses, the Wizard creation abilities, etc. His knowledge is spooky, okay?

All right, fair, but we should warn you to keep in mind the factors that amount to their power. We’re looking at experience, age, distance from the source of magic in the bloodline, ambition, drive, and knowledge. Choco is absolutely going to be the strongest as he’s the most experienced, oldest, closest in relation to Cacao, and was essentially forced to develop and train his powers to be a weapon for Dark Enchantress. However, Custard III is nothing to scoff at. Keeping in mind that he is a child and likely Pure Vanilla’s first cousin twice-removed (feel free to ask about that one, we’d love to show you what we’ve found), this kid should not have the magic he does! Arguably the strongest Rare in the game, this man canonically holds back DE for a moment, knocking her back long enough for Vanilla to recover and finish the job. He has the limited experience, sure, but he also has the ambition, drive, and knowledge to become a great healer. And his skill is literally a mini Vanilla. Point is, despite his age, that kid is nothing to scoff at. (If you can’t tell, Custard III is one of our favourite cookies and he would have made such a good protagonist for this game instead of GingerBrave.) Princess, on the other hand, is a teenager who a, doesn’t really seem to know much about the power she may have inherited from her grandmother, and b, would much rather be off adventuring and doesn’t seem to care about said magic anyway. Same problem with her twin Tiger Lily. Why she does have a large gem that could work as a pseudo-soul jam like the others, she has no knowledge that we know of regarding her royalty, and so if she has powers, she stumbled on them by accident and practiced them out of survival.

That’s not a bad idea! The followers of deities are definitely powerful people, though not as powerful as say the Ancient Heroes or the thief Oyster. Though I wonder how Blue Lily or Lilybell would be related to White Lily or even Tiger Lily, as we’ve seem family bonds be based on less. *purses lips*

That totally makes sense too. XD We’ve had half the mind to try and make a family tree of the most important cookies in the game and oh stars the family trees get REAL complicated when you start looking between the lines of how some of these people talk to each other… In this update I am 90% sure that Pitaya said an innuendo aimed at Holly. (Holly didn’t notice or didn’t care, it’s a toss-up because the girl is oblivious, man.)

Oh stars, you have no idea how long we’ve wanted to ramble about theories with more people. Our partner has admitted to mixing up canon with theory because of how much we talk about it. XD

a bunch of people do their takes on the gods of the cookie world, so heres my go of the pantheon. it includes every cookie whos rarity is above epic, which is why clotted and oyster are present!

also i uh. dont know if capsaicin is in the right place? i havent gone through the tri-cone cup story yet ;^^ but he doesnt seem to be exactly mortal.

maybe the spirit section is a hot-take, but when sherbet and stardust came out, it struck me that they looked a lot like wind archer and fire spirit!

(click to read clearer!)

#cookie run #do not apologise this is amazing #cookie run theory #crk #crob

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vgperson · 2 years ago

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Vocaloid Highlights: December 2022

If it's dull... dash outta there!! Highlights Archive

========== Stand-Outs ========== Eat Sleep Play-Oink Poison Apple Imaginary Citizen CAT HOOD Cafe JazzySnow Spectrum Dull!! Nekommunication Orbit Lily Alert TWILIGHT OATH Dream in Darkness Fall with U Pinched BlackFlagBreaker!! Dash Outta There! Color Matching SnowMix♪ It's Not Christmas Clay Snow Neon Such a Fantasy Deception Unavoidable Cheese Each Time Beautiful Peacock

========== Worth Your Time ========== Out of Sight Tiger Girl Ceiling Observation Journal Love Song temp. Limit Mandala From Unending Winter With Love Aquatic Innocent Veil LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL Pipopuppet Orion Flame Light Veil Lily Aflame Mystery Highway Hypnosist Boule de Neige Venomous Snake Seaside Memory Zunda Will Be An Idol! You Won't Listen To This Song Anyway December Icy girl, love comes water Returning From the Witching Hour Anonymous Undead White crow Duo's Symmetry Strange Love Happy Wedding Tower Towabanaya Jesus Be My Guest Imitation Sermon Fragrantly-Blooming Water's Surface Education Theory CUGE!! Cliff Merry-Go-Round Soap Missing Star Parallel Highway Breathing at Planet's End Masterpiece Doesn't Matter Night Token Miniature Melt Into Mercuy Knight of Kairos Trade-Off Eternity E na Doctor White Night Irony Resilience Pathological Jealousy Interglacial Old-Folks Town Mind Numbing Legs For Whom Aten Pluto Nursery Etude Daedalus Won't Drop It For Me Hallelujah to the Night Sky ember Sweet Fish Living in Hell Canopus At Night Sweet Winter Polka-Dot Castanet Yet Resume Self Antithesis Seconds-Hand Strike Permafrost Research: 13th Month Wandering Log Now It's Fine. GOAT Silky Kashika illuminate (everyday) Update Present BRIGHT FUTURE Happy Merry Dress Blooming Bells 120 Misfortune Overflow Rust White (No Title) Star Field Dead Stock Science Pavlovian Love Ghost Romance Ever Green Gestalt Skyscraper Melantrick Hyperinflation Mercenary Scrapper Slumber Indeed Sinks Goodbye, Shoegazer Please Instruct Me? Earth Snake Good Kid and Kitsune

#vocaloid #vocaloid highlights

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agustids · 4 years ago

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A collection of BTS fanfics that I liked (u know the ❤ button), possibly some are re-read, since 2017. I hope you don’t mind that I like hurting my feelings most of the time with angst stories lol. my back hurts so much after compiling these fics ugh

Warnings: some fics listed below contains smut (+18), better read the description of the story before proceeding.

Will only update this masterpost every now and then. I will also set up a post with the stories I read in ao3 soon.

Feel free to suggest me stories that are not in this list <3

Personal favorites (✬)

Kim Namjoon (k.nj)

➞ Letting Go (ft. p.jm) @bangtan-babe | angst, fluff

Min Yoongi (m.yg)

➞ Carousel ✬ @yoonia | angst, smut, suspense, arranged marriage!au ➞ Wildest Moments @joonbird | angst, smut ➞ The Tenth Floor (ft. k.th) @notsoguiltykpop | fluff, humor, some angst ➞ Slytherin to my Heart @bangtan-insfired | angst, fluff, hogwarts!au ➞ Lesson Learned @chyubs | fluff ➞ La Douleur Exquise @cinnaminsvga | fluff, angst, smut, incubus!yoongi ➞ The Wicked Witch @jimlingss | angst, fluff, drama, soap opera!au ➞ 2 am @sunshinejoon | angst ➞ Pipe dreams @chinesesuga | angst, fluff, smut (eventually) ➞ The Crown (ft. j.jk) @sopewriters | angst ➞ Garden in my heart @army-author | fluff, bad boy!yoongi ➞ I want to be the one you write your love songs about @jiminandlemonade | angst, fluff ➞ Blackthorne Manor ✬ @kpopfanfictrash | gothic romance!au, mystery ➞ Signed in Black @yoon-kooks | soulmate!au, bad boy!au, fluff, eventually smut ➞ Cool cats (and dogs, too) @gukyi | dad!au ➞ Inheritance @jincherie | hybrid!au ➞ Somebody Else ✬ @jjkthclub | angst, infidelity ➞ Internet Friends ✬ @etherealino | social media!au, fluff ➞ The Devil Herself @jiminiethot | demon!oc, explicit smut ➞ Sugar pie, honey bunch! @bangtaninink | sugar daddy!au ➞ Cut me open part 1, part 2 @hayjeon | smut, married, surgeon!au ➞ Camouflage @fairyscribbles | zombie!au ➞ interlude; dream, reality @dat-town | fluff, slice of life ➞ Lethal @analovegirl | explicit smut, fluff ➞ Piano notes @exi-dentally | school!au ➞ Late Bloomer @tayegi | werewolf!au, smut ➞ 72 miles ✬ @namjoonchronicles | heavy angst, slight fluff ➞ Black & White @akinnie75 | romance, fluff, slight angst, slow burn ➞ All I want for Christmas @hayjeon | single dad and ceo!yoongi ➞ Bunny Blues (ft. j.jk, k.nj) @httpjeon | hybrid!reader, angst, fluff, future smut ➞ Leave me @itsamejin | cheating, toxic relationship!au, angst ➞ Away from Me ✬ @personasintro | fluff, angst, smut, divorce!au ➞ Droplets @bts-timestories | historical, arranged marriage!au, yandere themes ➞ Goodbye @itsamejin | angst ➞ Heartstring Melodies (ft.j.jk) ✬ @whitesparrows97 | soulmates!au, angst ➞ I feel you in my heart (ft. j.jk) ✬ @purpletaecup | drama, angst, romance, second chance ➞ Divorce @xjamlessparkx | angst

Park Jimin (p.jm)

➞ Blazing Arrows (ft. j.jk) @kingminie | fluff, angst, future smut, supernatural!au ➞ You are Really Perfect (pt 1), I was afraid to lose you (pt 2) @justtextmeoppa | slight angst, fluff in the end ➞ Neighbour @moonlitjiminn | fluff, romance ➞ The Arrangement @kpoptart216 | angst, arranged marriage!au ➞ I’ll never be her ✬ @anon-luv | angst, romance ➞ Chained to you @addicktjimin | tiny angst, fuck boi!jimin ➞ Taste the party (ft. j.jk) @winetae | smut, idol!au ➞ Temporary Bliss @jjkthclub | angst ➞ Park Jimin @chulobangtan | angst ➞ Over Again @yoonia | pianist!au, artist reader!au, angst, slight smut ➞ A Serpent’s Flower, Sowing a Sapling (sequel) ✬ | hogwarts professors !au, smut, married ➞ Better @jeonggukookies | bestfriend!jimin, fluff/slow burn angst ➞ Come Home to me, Darling ✬ @roses-ruby | cheating!au, angst, smut , fluff ➞ Opposites Attract @kpopfanfictrash | hogwarts!au, smut ➞ Bloom ✬ @jamaisjoons | hanahaki!au, angst, smut ➞ Charity @inkjam-moon | royalty!au, fluff, light angst, smut ➞ A Sensitivity to Ephemera @akinnie75 | fluff, tragic, slow burn, romance

Kim Taehyung (k.th)

➞ Rent-a-Boyfriend™ @jimlingss | fluff ➞ Strawberry Shortcake (ft. j.jk) @btsinned | smut, angst, fluff, strawberry farmer!taehyung ➞ Pulse @rohobi | angst, smut, medical!au ➞ Begin Again (ft. m.yg) @writtenyoongi | single parent!au, fluff, angst, sprinkle of smut ➞ Sweetpea (ft. j.jk) @nitaescence | explicit smut, ddlg!au ➞ Silver and blue series @untaemedqueen | werewolf!au ➞ Remember This ✬ @yoohtae | weddingplanners!au, angst

Jeon Jungkook (j.jk)

➞ Baby, My Baby @pjimims | angst, fluff, parents!au ➞ Flirt (ft. k.th) @slyscenarios | angst, smut, fuckboy!jk ➞ The Lost Memories @gujoonim | angst, romance ➞ Daddy Issues @euphorianyx | smut, fluff, angst ➞ A Story that we paint @thedefinitionofbts | college!au, future, scifi, slight fluff and angst ➞ The Truth about Forever @thedefinitionofbts | romance, implied smut, angst, slice of life ➞ Surrender @infiresjimin | angst, smut ➞ You’ll be okay @bangtan-babe | angst, fluff ➞ It ain’t me @inferno-loop | social media!au ➞ Cherry (ft. k.th) @esqeon | angst, friends to lovers!au ➞ Attention @btees | fluff, angst, some smut, college!au ➞ Kalopsia @erosjeon | fluff, smut, hybrid!jungkook ➞ Hurricane @planetjeon | angst ➞ Ice Queen ✬ @kookmejeon | social media!au ➞ DNA @btssavedmylifeblr | dystopian smut, future, angst ➞ Lust and Limerence @btsfanficss | angst, fluff, harry potter!au ➞ New Rules ✬ @tayegi | angst, smut, fratboy!jungkook ➞ The Boy Who Left @gujoonim | angst, ceo!au ➞ 3:00 AM @oceanjoon | angst, cheating ➞ Image, Bad Boy @kittentaegu | bad boy!au, angst, fluff, smut ➞ About Time (ft. p.jm) ✬ @yoonia | time leap!au, soulmate!au ➞ Dear Jungkook @fatrainbowmermaidunicorn | angst ➞ Comfort Inn Ending @joonbird | angst, smut ➞ Ego @suga-kookiemonster | smut ➞ Witch Hazel @yoon-kooks | fanfic writer!jungkook, idol!reader, college!au, angst, fluff ➞ All in my head @fatrainbowmermaidunicorn | angst w/ happy ending ➞ Mistake (pt 1), Obsessed (pt 2) @whipped-for-kpop-fics | smut, noona kink ➞ Time to let go @mywrittings | angst, bestfriend!au ➞ Piano Tiles @bobagukk | angst, fluff, smut; chaebol!jungkook, pianist!y/n ➞ Four Letters (ft. m.yg) ✬ @littlemisskookie | angst, smut, fwb!jungkook, icequeen!reader ➞ Winter Court series (ft. k.th) ✬ @koyamuses | angst, slowburn, fantasy, romance ➞ Park’s Paradise of Muggle Merchandise @kittae | hogwarts!AU, drabble, ravenclaw!jungkook ➞ Holy hell @arcadeguk | greek mythology!au ➞ For Science ✬ @boymeetsweevil | nerd!jungkook, smut, angst ➞ Hidden under the covers @yoon-ing | college!au ➞ Puzzle @kimvvantae | smut, angst, comedy, fwb!jungkook ➞ Strike Three ✬ @avveh | explicit smut ➞ Different Paths @taehyungiejiminie95 | angst, ex-bf!jungkook ➞ Fierce and Delicate (pt 1), Felicity (pt 2) ✬ @mintseesaw | smut, angst, fluff, husband!jungkook ➞ The Morning After ✬ @jungkookiebus | smut, fluff ➞ Secret Slut @jeonsweetpea | smut, ceo!reader, personal assistant!jungkook ➞ Long lost ✬ @gukyi | childhood friends!au, celebrity!au ➞ Moving On @taeguboi | angst ➞ Low Expectations @vin-taege | angst, eventual smut, l2e2l ➞ Netflix and Chill @badbhye | smut ➞ Rigor Mortis ✬ @readyplayerhobi | smut, angst, horror, fluff, police officer!jungkook ➞ The Lionheart’s Oath ✬ @sugaxjpg | angst, fluff, smut, fantasy, knight!jungkook ➞ Freesia @eleventoes | childhood friends to lovers!au, semi-bad boy!jk, fluff ➞ The Turing Test @fortunexkookie | android!au, fluff, explicit smut, angst ➞ Mr and Miss Perfect @kookscript | hogwarts!au, fluff, angst-ish ➞ Lonely Heart , part 2 @scenarioslovers | married!au, infidelity, angst ➞ (y)our name @jjkpls | fluff, angst, smut ➞ Speak Now @bbangtan-ddaeng | angst, cheating ➞ Navy @jjkfire | childhoodfriend!AU, idol!AU ➞ Vaunt @yminie | explicit smut, frat boy!jungkook ➞ Take a Chance @crystaljins | hanahaki!au ➞ Moirai @taeken-my-heart | soulmates!au, angst, e2l ➞ Blindfold @themfchase | explicit smut, college!au ➞ Bam! you got scammed! @dovechim | explicit smut ➞ Tooth and Claw @johobi | explicit smut, werewolf!au ➞ Full Stop @1oserjk | divorce!au, angst ➞ Blizzard, part 2 ✬ @curly-bangtan | romance, smut, dosmetic!au ➞ Growing Pains @rkiverse | fluff, angst, quarterback!jungkook ➞ Monster @btssmutgalore | frat boy!jungkook, explicit smut ➞ Bandslam @ironicarmy | band!au, smut, e2l ➞ Young God @njssi | smut, nonidol!au, brother’s best friend!au ➞ Falling into you @kookingtae | college!au, slow burn, mutual pining, shy/nerd!jk ➞ Rough Edges @kjhmyg | badboy!jungkook, explicit smut ➞ On my mind @angelguk | fluff, smut, domestic!au ➞ Worst of You @oureuphoria | fluff, angst, comedy, police officer!jungkook ➞ Bunny Troubles @appreciatethefoolishness | fluff, future smut, hybrid!jungkook ➞ Rattled series ✬ @gukslut | singledad!jungkook, angst, smut, romance ➞ He won’t know @jgukmilk | cheating!au, smut, slight, angst ➞ Number Neighbor @sevenforeverbulletproof | social media!au ➞ One year, my love ✬ @hayjeon | historical!au, fluff, angst, smut ➞ You belong with me @joonscroll | angst, fluff ➞ Chasing pavements ✬ @guklvr | dad!jungkook, f2l, angst, unrequited feelings au, sad stuff, future smut ➞ To tame a god ✬ @jeonstudios | fantasy, werewolf!au ➞ Broken Dreams @ddaenysus | soulmate!au, angst, unrequited love ➞ Through the night @nightbts | fluff, angst, idol! au, friends to lovers!au ➞ Effortlessly @gyukult | fluff, smut, romance ➞ Crybaby @lavishedinjimin | explicit smut, somewhat a ddlg!au ➞ Still with you @ddaengqyu | angst, fluff, idol!au ➞ Rebound (ft. k.th) @btssaysstudy | angst ➞ I want a baby @codenameskye | angst ➞ Somewhere only we know ✬ @userseok | hybrid!au, angst ➞ Aphrodite in war @jungblue | comedy, angst, eventual smut ➞ Easy @itsamejin | angst, fluff, fuck boi!jungkook ➞ Tell me no lies @jeongi | ceo!jungkook, angst, smut, minimal fluff ➞ After I left you @latetaektalk | exes! AU, fake dating! AU, enemies to lovers-ish! AU, unrequited feelings-ish! AU, angst, fluff ➞ Fine Line @voidswan-main | fuck boi!jungkook ➞ Heart of the Storm @ladyartemesia | fluff, smut, hint of angst ➞ Come back to me ✬ @bonnyskies | angst, sexual themes, idol!au, marriage!au, parents!au ➞ Good Girl @bonny-kookoo | mild ddlg!au, smut, fluff, little angst ➞ Love to hate you @latetaektalk | angst, fluff, sexual themes, fake dating!au ➞ Lonely hearts club @dovechim | e2l, smut ➞ Tiger lily @v-hope | fluff, slight angst, smut, college!au ➞ Alpha Jeon @pbandjk | werewolf!au ➞ Claws of carnality @jjungkooksthighs | smut, werewolf!au ➞ Your eyes tell ✬ @njkbangtan | soulmates!au, angst ➞ All over you @zibermuda | smut, e2l, nerd!jk ➞ I hate you, I love you @jungblue | angst, smut ➞ Hand in the Kookie jar @mama-m0chi | bbf / baby daddy!jungkook, smut ➞ Zoom Call @1kook | fluff, slice of life, smut ➞ The dark prince @jkeuphoriadreamland | yandere, royalty!au, smut, angst ➞ Stolen dances ✬ @taeyohonic | bestfriend!jungkook, my bestfriend’s wedding ➞ Ego killer @zibermuda | smut, e2l, fuck boi!jk ➞ From home @gyukult | fakedating!au, fluff, angst, e2l, smut ➞ Confident @h0neypjm | smut, fluff, angst, college au, fuck boi!jungkook ➞ Dire @whatifyoulivelikethat | smut, werewolf!au ➞ Please love me ✬ @ahundredtimesover | angst, arranged marriage!au, smut ➞ Evolution of a lover’s heart @jeonstudios | fluff, angst, fuck boi!jungkook ➞ Decalcomania ✬ @koyalov | angst, fluff, idol!au ➞ Almost home ✬ @angelguk | dad!jungkook, angst ➞ Delivery boy @pbandjk | angst, fluff, smut, becoming parents!au ➞ Magic Shop @njkbangtan | childhood best friends to lovers, drama, angst, fluff, slow burn ➞ [Your] love’s the only hoax I believe in @sparklingchim | angst, smut, fuck boi!jungkook ➞ Stem major!koo x cold senior!y/n ✬ @jiminrings | bullet fic, fluff, angst ➞ Spellbound to be @rosaetae | vampire!jungkook, fantasy!au, soulmate!au, angst ➞ Lost Stars @rookiegukie | fluff, angst, roommates!au, e2l ➞ Lovefool @citrustan | angst, smut, fluff ➞ An ode to a broken heart @smoochkooks | unrequited love, heavy angst, eventually smut ➞ Anemoia @vantaenims | futuristic!au, fluff, mystery ➞ Once upon a bracelet @ladyartemesia | fantasy, soulmates!au, e2l ➞ The fact is @bangtanreadingcorner | romance ➞ Deus ex machina ✬ @readyplayerhobi | angst, android!jungkook ➞ Aquarium @whatifyoulivelikethat | heavy angst, cheating, non-idol!au ➞ The alchemy of amor @army-author | fluff, fantasy!au, e2l ➞ Drown for you ✬ @jeonstudios | merman/siren!jungkook, angst, fluff, smut ➞ Granite glow ✬ @namjoonchronicles | slice of life, videographer jungkook au, marriage au, angst, fluff ➞ Orange Tulips @kainks | soulmate!au, reincarnation!au, fluff, angst, light smut ➞ Cotton Candy @velocitae | fluff, slight angst, slight smut, werewolf!jungkook ➞ Strings @minsuxga | soulmates!au, angst

➞ Hotbot @httpjeon | angst, fluff, smut

#bts #bangtan #bts scenarios #bts imagines #bts fic rec #bts fluff #bts angst #bts smut

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sapnapsimper420 · 4 years ago

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Feral Boys Gardening Headcanons

❥︎ genre // fluff

❥︎ characters // feral boys

❥︎ warnings // dnf jokes (no genuine shipping, briefly mentioned in dream's bit)

❥︎ reader pronouns // not mentioned

Dream:

• wouldn't be the first to bring it up

• but would ABSOLUTELY be thinking about it long before you bring it up

• "hey hon can we plant a garden?" "yES"

• as soon as you ask to plant a garden he spends the night researching different types of flowers + how to take care of them

• made a Google slideshow + accompanying Google doc explaining in detail proper plant care

• beelines for the sunflowers immediately

• has this one favourite flower that he places in the "best" spot. he named it George as a joke

• if he's ever asked about them he just lights up like a Christmas tree and goes off

George:

• didn't bring it up first and is kinda indifferent about it

• "yeah that'd be cool"

• goes with you to get the flowers, but doesn't offer much input aside from "marigolds keep mosquitos away"

• needless to say you buy so many marigolds

• sorta falls in love with them

• starts to research and pay more attention to the flowers and how to take care of them

• "Minecraft should add marigolds" tweets every other week

• "today we coded it so that Minecraft has marigold flowers" on the other weeks

• does actually code that and takes you on a cute virtual date with marigolds scattered everywhere

Sapnap:

• you both ask each other for a garden at the same time

• "hey y/n can I ask you something?" "I was about to say that, you go first" "can we have a garden" "THAT'S WHAT I WAS GOING TO ASK"

• it was a 5 second discussion on what the first flower you'd get would be: tiger lilies

• your reasoning is because it reminds you of him and his is just that it's pretty

• "that's why it reminds me of you" "y/n shut uP"

• neither of you tell Dream about it until you're halfway through planting them

• Dream walks into the backyard "hey guys how- what the fuck"

• you both invite him to join you and he just kinda sighs and joins in

• he plants two of them a little closer than the others and tells you that it's the two of you

Karl:

• brings it up first, and it was definitely at the most strange time too

• 3 am he just rolls over and goes "y/n can we start a garden"

• "sure love"

• proceeds to drag you to the store at 8 am for flowers

• listen it's been a thought of his for a while he's EXCITED okay

• buys clay pots so you can paint them together

• spends 30 minutes looking through flowers before deciding on pink carnations

• he doesn't tell you why, he just kinda giggles and says it's lore

• so you google it and find out pink carnations mean "I'll never forget you" and just melt

• he blushes when you confront him about it and it is just the most pure moment ever

• jumps right back into chaos by naming a few after the feral boys

• tweets about them every single day

• "garden update number 12: George is looking better!"

• twitter is overtaken with flowers

Quackity:

• you ask him in the middle of a stream

• "hey can we plant some lilies" "what the fuck y/n"

• agrees after some convincing

• you mostly buy orange lilies

• he cannot garden for shit

• gets sidetracked about 40 times

• so you eventually give up and just ask him to hand you the tools necessary for getting the garden done

• jokingly takes all the credit anytime he's asked

• the one time you weren't on the call to defend yourself you entered his room and threw a wooden spoon at him

• "I PLANTED THEM"

• genuinely loves them and has definitely named half of them after people he's friends with just so he can message them various jokes based on the flower

• "hey bad you and skeppy are growing apart a little, are those dms open? ;)"

#dream smp headcannon #dream smp imagine #dream x reader #sapnap fluff #dream fluff #georgenotfound fluff #karl jacobs fluff #quackity fluff #sapnapsimper writes #sapnap x reader #georgenotfound x reader #karl jacobs x reader #quackity x reader

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coyoteincense · 11 months ago

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each my reviews for these under the read more!

TIGER by zoologist - extrait de parfum

OFFICIAL NOTES:

top notes - kumquat, saffron, cardamom

middle notes - incense, carrot seeds, jasmine sambac, ambrette

base notes - vetiver, ebony tree, papyrus, suede

DESCRIPTION:

the first thing that hit my nose was a spicy smoke with a very slight sourness from the kumquat. for the first few minutes, it's extreeeemely smoky but as it settles into the middle notes, it's honestly so good....

it takes a while for the smoke to settle, but after a few hours the smell made me think of what my hands smelled like as a kid after playing in summertime and my hands had been all over the grass and warm soil. it's warm and earthy, and i think the carrot seeds is a really nice touch and goes well with the vetiver

it seems to linger well enough! this is one of the first fragrances i've had that very clearly transforms into different notes after some time, but that might be because most of my other collection aren't typically very expensive brands. i see a lot of reviews saying that this smell doesn't make sense for tigers, or that it isn't ferocious/ambitious enough in comparison to other zoologist fragrances. i don't really have an opinion on the latter, but i can see why a tiger was chosen to represent this smell - it has that dangerous stalking story with its notes, i don't think the fragrance needs to assault your sense of smell to represent a tiger but that's just my opinion lol

for wearability, my personal opinion is you can wear whatever fragrance you want for anything if youre not a pussy but i would say personally i'd use this more often around late spring/summer time and when i'm out for a long time

i really like the smoky earthy smell this has. a whole bottle of this will definitely be a dreamy of mine now

RATING: 8/10 - its smoky start can be almost overwhelming if you're sensitive to smoke, but it settles so smoothly. i would buy a full bottle of this

SNOWY OWL by zoologist - extrait de parfum

OFFICIAL NOTES:

top notes - calone, coconut, mint, lily-of-the-valley

middle notes - snowdrops, iris, mate, galbanum, olibanum, white rose

base notes - musk, vanilla, oakmoss, (synthetic) civet, cedar, ambrette, tonka bean

DESCRIPTION:

snowy owl legitimately smells 'cold'. it's very crisp and fresh and the mint stands out, but it isn't overwhelmingly minty which is really nice. it's like a snow thaw in the forest encapsulated into a fragrance. a little sharp, but mellow enough not to be offensive. a bit floral as it dries down, which is fun! it gives the fragrance a snow slowly melting vibe

i like it! i think it works really well for the animal it tries to represent, and its longevity is really good. it's a nice blend of earthy and natural with cold freshness

RATING: 7/10 - wouldn't be against owning a larger bottle, but it wouldn't be an everyday wear for me personally. i would love to wear this while being out in the winter time though!!

CHAMELEON by zoologist - eau de parfum

OFFICIAL NOTES:

top notes - ylang-ylang, star fruit, mango, violet leaves, lemon, bergamot, pink pepper

middle notes - frangipani, coconut, sea notes, cashmere, skin, sea salt, jasmine, saffron, clove

base notes - vanilla, musk, sandalwood, woody notes, opoponax, vetiver, patchouli, amber

DESCRIPTION:

i am so sad about this one. despite all of the notes that sound really appealing together, literally the only thing my nose gets is the smell of diapers, which checking some other reviews, isn't a unique experience :pensive:

when i try to smell it ignoring that i know what diapers smell like, it's incredibly floral and powdery. i can maybe get a sunscreen while youre chilling on a pool toy vibe if i really try

i might update with thoughts after a few hours to see if the middle notes start to shine through better, but i really can't pick up a majority of the notes

usually pink pepper notes are something i enjoy in fragrances, but i can't pick it up here. i think the ylang-ylang is way too strong and overpowers everything else so far. i want some more tropical scents in the future, but i don't think i'd go with chameleon. out of the 3 samples i got, this was definitely one i disliked (i'll do a review for snowy owl soon, but it was a lot more pleasant than chameleon to me).

every time i go for another sniff i just get diaper/baby wipe :( sad

RATING: 3/10, i like the idea of this fragrance in theory but something about this execution just doesn't work for me. i wouldn't want someone to smell this on me

overall, tiger was my top favorite but snowy owl was really good too! i can't recommend chameleon personally...

my samples came in...excited to try these!! i'll rb with my thoughts later :)

#reviews

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rotp-on-ao3 · 1 month ago

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The Other Side Of Our Conversation

This is Fred's feelings during the feeling confession scene from TLFYL. Something sweet, just for you.

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Finding the perfect spot to hide them from view amongst the tree line, Fred used the moment to pull Harry into a hug- lifting her up and spinning her around. Quiet as he could, he exclaimed, "Harry! That was amazing! Oh, I could kiss you!"

That hadn't been what he intended to say and panicking about it almost made him miss her dazed mumble of "Why don't you?" directed at his chest, where she was resting.

"What?" he asked, hardly believing that was what she said. He began to chew on his lower lip as she shook her head.

Breath-taking emerald met his own amber-blue when she lifted her head to state, quite clearly, "I said, why don't you kiss me? Where's your Gryffindor Courage?"

Stunned, Fred stopped abusing his poor lip and slowly smiled at her. A firecracker, indeed.

"I... Yeah?" he sassed, smile turning sly. Nodding his head decisively, he leaned down- using his hold on her to keep her in place- and whispered gruffly, a breath before their lips met, "I'll kiss you."

And he did. He kissed her, eyes slipping closed, and marveled at the rough feel of her lips against his. The chapped, dryness to them sent bolts of lightning down his spine; even more so when she gripped his shirt to pull him more firmly against her.

A fire in his veins as he kissed her breathless, they had to part after some time, unused to kissing as he was. softly panting against each other's lips, their eyes met as they opened. (Sending more lightning down his spine.)

"Wow. That..." Fred said, breathlessly. He smiled, feeling hopeful that his next words would be received well. "I want you to be my girlfriend, Harry. And not just because that kiss was phenomenal, Firecracker."

"... Yeah?" She was equally breathless, managing a giggle. Her answer, accompanied with a smile, was almost his undoing. "I very much want to be your girlfriend, Fred. Wanted that for a bit and a half."

Joy. Overwhelming joy filled him. He could not have kept the excitement out of his voice if he tried.

"Yeah? So we're dating now?"

That was okay. Harry's answering excitement as she agreed washed away any embarrassment he might've felt.

They'd been angling to kiss again, when a loud cry from Ron- yelling about George's underhandedness, no doubt- quite rudely stopped that plan. Well, that, and Harry pulling herself away so roughly, that Fred momentarily fretted she hurt herself.

She spoke quickly, assuring him- rather unnecessarily, he might add- that she held no regrets and stumbled over what had actually spooked her. It was no secret that everyone and their mother- especially the mothers- would have an opinion on this very new turn in their relationship because of who Harry was.

But that was okay. They could keep their opinions to themselves. Fred had a plan.

Embracing her from behind, he soothed against her ear- noting the reaction her got from it-, "So we don't make it their business, Firecracker."

"How?"

Feeling her shoulders slump in tandam with her defeated tone, he spun her to face him, gripping her upper arms gently. He grinned at her, mischief filling his frame.

"Want to make a game of it?"

~~~

sorrynotsorry leaving you there.

I feel I should specify that this is not the POV used in the final draft. Most of this is in line with the final draft, most importantly the dialogue. I wanted to write this because this kiss scene has me in a chokehold. It has been stupidly tempting to post the final draft of it with absolutely no context.

(Technically, you're still getting it with no context, but with Fred's thoughts.)

Hope you liked this.

Much love,

ROTP

#rotp update #rotp wip talk #tiger lily for your love update #tiger lily for your love talk #tiger lily for your love wip talk #harry potter #fred weasley

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fabro-de-omres · 2 years ago

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Self rec time! Rec one of your fluff fics, one angst, one multichaptered, one AU, and send this to your favorite writers 💟💟

aah thanks rosie! this was a great way to start my morning!

Fluff fic: twitter was a mistake, a kinda social media au I wrote for Lloyd's birthday last year! ft. all the chaos and fun that would happen if canon had twitter and you could tweet a ninja.

Angst fic: selkie, which I recently republished as a standalone fic out of my drabbles collection :D it's post-s15, morally gray, and ambiguous ending, all wrapped up in 888 words.

Multichapter: gonna go with ceiling hung with vines for this one, which just has one chapter rn but I'm working on the next and I really hope to update it soon! It's part of my bigger wild things au but can be read alone, as it's one of the first in the series. A sort of modern with magic au, the ninja are all in university in a world where having monster heritage is normal and it's stranger to be just human. This specific work is kinda an origin story for how the gang got together, ft. mystery, stalking, and friendship :D

AU: okay not ninjago for this one but lmk! Bloom is a heart-flower au where humans are born with a specific flower tattooed onto their skin to "represent" their personality, and throughout their lives, they bloom additional flowers in response to life experiences. And MK is born with a tiger lily for "please love me" above his heart.

#this was a lot of fun thanks!#rosiehunterwolf #asks #fic asks #fic recs

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aylinaliens · 3 years ago

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gooseras asian drama rec/masterlist:

a somewhat concise master-list of all the dramas I have watched over the years. ranked in no particular order but the latest dramas that I finish will be at the very top. mostly korean + chinese but there are a little bit of japanese/thai dramas thrown in too.

last updated: 7/08/22

previous rec list:

asian wlw short films/dramas

underrated asian dramas

chinese drama recs

currently watching: extraordinary attorney woo, jinxed at first, father is strange

Key: bold = favorite ** = rewatched Korea (K), China (C), Japan (J), Thailand (TH), Taiwan (TW)

Jinxed at First (K)

A Business Proposal (K)**

Suiyobi 22-ji dake no kare (J)

Youth of May (K)

Adult Trainee (K)

All of Us Are Dead (K)

Brother’s Friend (J)

The Boy Next Door (K)

Her Private Life (K)

Kieta Hatsukoi (J)**

D.P. (K)

Squid Game (K)

Happiness (K)**

Onzoshi Boys (J)

Our Secret (C)**

Koi Wa Tsuzuku yo Doko Made mo (J)**

Live On (K)

Nevertheless (K)

Light on Me (K)**

Make a Wish (C)**

So Not Worth It (K)

Mad for Each Other (K)

So I Married an Anti-Fan (K)

Toshi no Sakon (J)

Playful Kiss (K)

Marry Me (J)**

She is the One (C)

Moment at Eighteen (K)

School 2017 (K)

Tomorrow with You (K)**

Move to Heaven (K)

Meteor Garden (C)

A Love So Beautiful (K)

The School Nurse Files (K)

Tale of the Nine-Tailed (K)

Love Alarm 1 (K)

Love Alarm 2 (K)

Girl from Nowhere 1 (TH)

Girl from Nowhere 2 (TH)

What’s Wrong with Secretary Kim (K)

Hwarang (K)

Remember My Boy (C)

Princess! You Have Five Husbands (C)

I Don’t Want to Be Friends With You (C)**

Positive Physique (K)

Legend of Yuan Qian (C)

Flower Boy Next Door (K)

Takane to Hana (J)

Hello, Me! (K)

The Uncanny Counter (K)**

My Girlfriend is a Gumiho (K)**

My Little Happiness (C)**

Gen Y (TH)

Dear Uranus (TW)

SF8: Joan's Galaxy (K)**

You Make Me Dance (K)

Chicago Typewriter (K)

Mr. Queen (K)

True Beauty (K)

The Hymn of Death (K)

Ingredients (TH)

Descendants of the Sun (K)

We Best Love (TW)

Someday or One Day (TW)**

Color Rush (K)

Until We Meet Again (TH)**

The World of My 17 (TH)

To My Star (K)**

Shanai Marriage Honey (J)**

Run On (K)**

Coffee Prince (K)**

The King: Eternal Monarch (K)

It’s Okay to Not Be Okay (K)

While You Were Sleeping (K)

Mute (K)

Meet Me Outside (P)

Cherry Magic! Thirty Years of Virginity Can Make You a Wizard?! (J)**

Lovely Us (C)**

Wish You (K)

Sweet Home (K)

100 Days My Prince (K)

Birthcare Center (K)

Imawa no Kuni no Alice (Alice in Borderland) (K)

The Smile Has Left Your Eyes (K)

Craving You (TW)

Yuri Dano Kan Dano (J)

The Ghost Bride (TW)

Start-Up (K)

Moon Lovers: Scarlet Heart Ryeo (K)**

Flower of Evil (K)

Tharntype (TH)

The Untamed (C)**

Ossan’s Love (J)

Diary of Tootsies (TH)

Do Do Sol Sol La La Sol (K)

He She It (TH)

Like in the Movies (P)

Single & Ready to Mingle (K)**

Perfect & Casual (C)

Fight My Way (K)

Erased (J)

Go Go Squid! (C)

Into the Ring (K)**

Sweet Revenge (K)

Something About 1% (K)

Queen of the Ring (K)

Come & Hug Me (K)

Strangers from Hell (K)

Was It Love? (K)

Dramaworld (K)

Touch Your Heart (K)**

En of Love: This is Love Story (TH)

Age of Youth (K)

Wait, My Youth (C)

Extracurricular (K)

Cheese in the Trap (K)

Mystic Pop-Up Bar (K)**

Love Sick (TH)

Why R U? (TH)

Girl Next Room: Midnight Fantasy (TH)

Girl Next Room. Richy Rich (TH)

Mr. Heart (K)**

History 2: Crossing the Line (TH)

Gameboys (PINOY)

The Sound of Your Heart (K)

Persona (K)

Eulachacha Waikiki (Laughter in Waikiki) (K)**

YYY (TH)**

Long Time No See (K)

Go Ahead (C)**

Switched (J)

How to Buy a Friend (K)

When the Camellia Blooms (K)

Life: Senjou no Bokura (J)

History 2: Right or Wrong (TH)

History 3: Make Our Days Count (TH)**

Hello Stranger (PINOY)

Reply 1997 (K)

Lily Fever (K)

Secret Seven (TH)

Peanut Butter Sandwich (J)

The Shipper (TH)

Boy for Rent (TH)

Coffee & Vanilla (J)

Best Mistake (K)

Because of You (TW)

The Romance of Tiger and Rose (C)**

Dark Blue and Midnight (TW)

3 Will Be Free (TH)

Sotus (TH)

Sotus S (TH)

Great Men Academy (TH)**

History 1: Obsessed (TW)

History 1: Stay Away from Me (TW)

History 1: My Hero (TW)

The Best of You in My Mind (C)

Where Tour Eyes Lingers (K)**

En of Love: Tossara (TH)

En of Love: Love Mechanics (TH)

Dark Blue Kiss (TH)

He’s Coming to Me (TH)**

2gether (TH)**

2 Moons

2 Moons 2

My Engineer (TH)**

Senior Secret Love: Puppy Honey (TH)

Senior Secret Love: Puppy Honey 2 (TH)

Theory of Love (TH)**

Love by Chance (TH)**

I Hate You Juliet (K)

Crash Landing on You (K)**

A Little Thing Called First Love (C)

All I Want for Love is You (C)

Oh My Venus (K)

Extraordinary You (K)**

Put Your Head on My Shoulder (C)

Cinderella and the Four Knights (K)

Triad Princsss (TW)

Sassy Go Go (K)

Shopping King Louie (K)**

History 3: Trapped (TW)**

One and Another (C)

Oh My Ghost (K)

Goblin (K)

Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok Joo (K)

Itazura na Kiss: Love in Tokyo (J)**

Itazura na Kiss: Love in Tokyo 2 (J)**

A Love So Beautiful (C)

Strong Woman Do Bong Soon (K)**

Accidentally in Love

#drama masterlist #kdrama #cdrama #jdrama #thdrama #twdrama

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neverlandnewyear · 3 years ago

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CSNLNY GTKY Welcome Hollyethecurious

What is your Ao3/Tumblr username?

HollyeLeigh/hollyethecurious

How long have you been writing or arting? When did you start creating for CS?

I wrote in my youth, then took a 20+ year break. CS got me writing again, and I've been doing so for about five years.

Can we have a little sneak peek or synopsis of your story? Pretty please?

I'll be posting the second chapter of the fic (Unwilling to Repeat) I submitted for last year's (this year's?) event, but with the renewed commitment to not leave it for another year, lol. With luck and the muse's cooperation, I'll be updating regularly after this chapter drops. Please accept this sneak peek as an apology for making y'all wait so long... Time passed with little consequence those first few decades, though Hook had to find a way to measure its advancement early on when the Neverland nights became eternal, and daylight no longer crested the horizon. He’d asked Pan about the anomaly when it had first occurred, but the boy had waved off his concern and provided him with an enchanted hourglass that would count down the sands of time towards the expiration of their agreement, as well as a watch that would help distinguish between ‘night’ and ‘day’. “Remember our deal, Captain? You concern yourself with your ship and your crew, and I’ll keep my concerns focused on the island and my lost boys.” Each remained master over their own domains. That had been one of the first provisions established in the fine print. Hook had made it clear their deal did not extend to his crew. Should they choose to leave the Jolly Roger, it would be Hook’s decision on whether or not to release them from service. Likewise, he agreed to not interfere with Pan’s rule over the lost boys. Other stipulations included an equitable split of profits and provisions Hook and his crew retrieved for Pan. As well as an understanding of the areas within the island that the pirates should be wary of and avoid at all costs - locations such as the grove where the pixie flowers grew, which was guarded by a warrior, and a place called Echo Cave, where it was rumored Pan kept his treasures. Hook had learned the hard way to stay clear of the Dark Jungle and its many dangers which led Pan to give them an area all their own without lost boy’s or the mermaid’s interference - Pirate’s Cove. There were other rules, of course. Pan did so love his rules. Nothing and no one could leave the island without Pan’s consent. Skull Rock was deemed out of bounds for the pirates, including their captain, without Pan’s express invitation, just as Neverland’s inhabitants, including Pan, were not allowed aboard the Jolly Roger without her captain’s permission (a stipulation Hook made sure would be honored when he’d sought out an enchantress during one of his earlier ‘errands’ and had her place wards over his ship to ensure the demon boy could not come aboard unless invited). The ship could only leave Neverland to do Pan’s bidding at night and had to return before dawn; that frame of reference dictated by the realms they were to visit, as Neverland no longer had a dawn. Still, Pan was always adamant that they return before a realm’s sun could caress the Jolly Roger’s sails, and Hook had never had a reason to disobey such an order. Or any of his orders for that matter. Until Tiger Lily and Ursula, that is.

We’re so excited you decided to join @hollyethecurious!

#csnlny22 #hollyethecurious #gtky #captain swan

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1oserjk · 5 years ago

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a series.

a messy divorce, unrequited feelings, and a five year old.

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+ this isn’t a big update, it wasn’t even supposed to be a main part since i wrote this today n it’s literally 2k n i was going to put this in memories n moments but since this an event that had just happened a day later .. sry i’m putting it with the chronological list bc smthg happens at the end.

this is also the jk i talk about bc i cant get him out of my head, frankly

03 ⇋ 05

x full stop masterlist | x masterlist

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full stop | 04: over the fence

Shutting the car door after helping Yeona out, you skeptically glance at her before asking, “Do you need any help?”

Her head stubbornly shakes in between the colored plastic wrap of the flowers and the wide poster she holds close to her chest and a determined pout set on her lips. “No Mommy! I’m okay,” she says, even when she stumbles slightly on the sidewalk’s pavement.

Your fingers ghost against her back just in case, observing her nervously before you both reach the entrance of the studio. “Alright. Just be careful, okay?”

The plastic and paper rustle and it simply tells you she’s nodding back.

You reach for the door and nudge her in the right direction, finally setting your eyes forward and at the front desk where Seol is sat at. “Hi, miss!” Yeona greets, voice muffled and fully unaware of who exactly the person was behind the desk. She’s seen her a few times when you both visited through the years, but not enough to be introduced as Jungkook’s new girlfriend — which has only happened recently.

And as if that was even a thing to her yet.

Seol’s eyes widen before timidly waving at your daughter.

You offer a curt smile and a short greeting before asking, “Is Jungkook busy?”

She doesn’t seem as surprised by your sudden visit, clearly aware of the date on the calendar set out and taped down in front of her as she offers a polite smile back. “I can check for you.”

Her pointer lands on a specific paper, dragging down towards the time slots until it reaches a point. She looks back up. “He’s free for the next thirty minutes before his lunch break.”

Gently patting your hands on Yeona’s shoulder, you begin walking forward, pushing at the small gate that separates the employees from the clients and out of Yeona’s way when she walks through it.

“Thank you, miss!” She throws out, rushing towards his office without even waiting for a reply back.

“Careful, baby,” you remind, wincing at some of the reflective glitter that falls onto the black flooring.

She simply ignores it, greedy hands reaching for the doorknob, unfortunately too short and weak to properly turn it. With her struggling like this, you’re a hundred percent sure Jungkook can hear the wiggling and disruptive noises from the opposite side of the door.

It only reminds you to work on her patience some more when you get back home.

Finally reaching her, you’re the one to open the door and allow her to rush in with the abundance of gifts she’s been too excited to get the past few weeks.

“Daddy!” Yeona squeals, finding him already standing up, most likely preparing to confront the ruckus that was happening behind the door a few moments ago.

With wide eyes behind the lenses he wears today, he immediately crouches down and accepts the ecstatic little girl that sprints towards him.

You stay close by the door after gently closing it.

“Yeonie,” he chuckles after the embrace, fingers supporting the back of her head as he envelopes her further into his chest.

Yeona gasps, wiggling away all of a sudden. “Your gifts — You’re crushing them!”

“Ah,” he sheepishly replies then apologises soon after. “You got me something?”

Yeona eagerly nods. “It’s Daddy’s Day, remember?”

He holds a blank expression and you’re already assuming he has forgotten all about today and that it was just another work day with his schedule full as it always was. “Oh,” he realizes. “It is, huh.”

At this point, it doesn’t even come as a surprise with how little Jungkook truly thought about himself. It reads well when you take a solid look around at the place, his corner lamp turned on and dozens of notebooks stacked up on the table beside his tiny sofa in the corner.

Thankfully, most of his clients don’t go through this way and only reserve the open space in the minimalistic studio, where the divided black curtains are the only thing that separates them from the rest of the shop. This was just a place to plan and clutter most of Jungkook’s things before the next person would show up again, maybe even squeeze in a nap when it was needed.

His eyes finally meet yours and his lips quirk up with a certain gratefulness that fills up his eyes, and you send him a small nod.

Though, your short interaction suddenly gets disrupted when flowers get shoved at his face.

It’s too difficult to hold back a small laugh when he flinches, an eye squeezed shut as the thin veil of plastic comes dangerously close. “We got you flowers!”

“O-Oh,” he coughs out when he drowns in the scent of them, “Thank you, sweetheart.” When he can finally make a grab at them, he takes a look at the kind and softens at the sight. “Tiger Lily’s.”

“Mommy said they’re your favorite,” Yeona enthusiastically explains before pausing to double-check, “They are, aren’t they?” Her doe eyes search for his, head coming closer to observe the flowers with him.

He nods and pecks her cheek to reassure. “They are and I love them. I think I’ll draw some of them later.” He directs his eyes at you when he says, “Thank you.”

You quickly turn away, eyeing the sketches to the left of you, exactly where his messy desk is.

“And this is my card for you!”

She holds it up and even more glitter falls to the floor, but he doesn’t even seem fazed by it, eyes brightening at his little girl’s artwork.

She impatiently hops and the writing seems to be hard to read when he squints through his glasses. You slowly walk over to the both of them and hold onto Yeona’s shoulders again to make her stay still. “Baby,” you warn. “He can’t even read it with you shaking like this.”

She sheepishly smiles and giggles, looking up at you. “Sorry Mommy. Too excited.”

You hum and find Jungkook silent through all of this, eyes glassy from her small fingertips that are seen all throughout the poster. Knees bending, you hold her close as you both watch over him silently. He’s touched, and it shows when he chokes up a little and hides it with a lame cough.

Yeona eyes him worriedly, whirling towards you unsurely before you shush her with a small nod, silently letting her know that it was all okay. “Happy tears,” you whisper to her, your own eyes glossing over slightly. “He’s okay.”

“Daddy,” she timidly calls, “Do you like it?”

He looks up and nods with a smile, arms stretching out so that she can fall back into them, “I do, baby. I love it — I always love the stuff you make for me.”

She giggles into his neck and grapples on tighter.

They exchange kisses and hugs for a few more minutes and you’ve luckily snapped a few photos to send to Jungkook’s mother when you would get home.

When your knees give in eventually, you stand up, mindlessly folding a few of the blankets that were messily sprawled out onto his daybed just to keep your hands busy.

Jungkook notices.

“Uncle Jimin and Tae have been saving up some candy for the next time you would come over,” he whispers and offers to Yeona, “Want to go visit them for a minute?”

She eagerly nods, already squirming out of his arms and rushing out of the room. You barely even have the opportunity to yell at her to knock before going into any of their offices and not to disrupt if they had a client over.

“_____.”

Your head tips at your name only to find Jungkook with a fond smile. He scratches at the back of his head before standing up and thanking you again.

You nod with an awkward smile of your own and explain further, “Yeona had been keen on visiting. Sorry if you had other plans.”

He shakes his head rapidly to decline. “N-No, I didn’t.” Holding up the poster, he glances at it again. “I really needed this..”

You nod thoughtfully. “I’m glad we came by at the right time then.”

He nods and it continues to stay silent for a while. “What are you doing after this?” He suddenly asks, “M-My lunch.. It’s—“

“I’m probably going back home to call up my dad,” you quickly turn down and excuse, fingers playing with themselves.

“Oh.”

“But you’re welcome to take Yeona out,” you offer. “It’s your day after all.” But you grow weary at the thought of Seol tagging along for it. It’s why your fingers suddenly stop and land by your sides to curl against the material of your jeans.

“I would,” he starts, “But I have one last client visiting right after and I’m not sure Yeona would be patient to stay here for it. It’ll take a few hours..”

“Oh.”

“But I can visit when I’m done here?” He rushes.

You rub your arms at the brisk air that suddenly travels downwards and you blame the air conditioning he always puts at too much of a low temperature. You’ve scolded him so many times for it, completely sure he’d get a cold one of these days for being so careless. If you were to call for it, the discourse would go on and on as if it was only a few years back and you were suddenly married again. He would reason he sweats too much and you would go on to say that it was from his heavy and bulky clothes he refuses to switch up every other season.

“That’s—yeah, that’s great,” you weakly smile, completely erasing the foreboding thought before it would turn into a reminiscent den full of memories just like it.

You would have turned him down. You should have, but it would hurt you even more if he would be left alone for the rest of the day, which is why you offer something Hyejin would smack you for the next playdate you planned for the kids, “I can cook dinner.”

His head shakes. “You don’t have to..”

“No, it’s okay. Just come by when you’re finished, okay? That way you can spend time with her properly.”

He doesn’t decline. “Thank you..”

You step away before turning back and grabbing your belongings. “Happy Father’s Day, Jungkook. You should call up your dad and tell him the same,” you can’t help but add, but when you lift your head towards him, he seems thankful for the reminder.

“I will,” he affirms, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his cargo bottoms. You notice for a short while how good he looks like this. Hair washed without styling as if he just rolled around before waking up from a nap and the specks he wears every now and then like he had just thrown them on before getting up. And knowing Jungkook well — that’s probably the case. “I’ll see you later?”

Swallowing harshly, you nod. “Yeah.”

The door opens and you bite at your tongue, though it fails when you can’t help but call for him again with a small laugh weighing at the tip of your tongue, eyes pinned down at his bottom half.

“Hm?”

“Your shirt.. There’s glitter all over it.”

Looking down, he immediately notices and curses, beginning to brush off the stubborn flakes that reflect all over his black short-sleeve.

You shut the door before he can really say anything, and you quickly search for your daughter and her chocolate-smeared mouth you can already predict.

Seol hums from her seat beside Jungkook and smiles at him. “Lunch was fun.”

Jungkook’s too focused on the sketch below him, a few of the lilies taken and laid out. He thinks he’ll be able to finish tonight and give it to Yeona after dinner. “It was,” he agrees.

Her hand snakes onto his shoulder and rubs comfortingly before asking, “What are you planning to do tonight?” She’s already getting too excited at the offer she has ready, sitting at the tip of her tongue and ready to unravel.

“Ah, I’m having dinner with Yeona.”

Faltering slightly, she turns back to the same grin a second later. She should have known. It was Father’s Day after all. He has a daughter. He has a family — more or less. “Oh.”

“Yeah.” He smiles. And it’s wide and genuine, not at all directed towards her but at the paper he carefully shades at.

She nods carefully and slowly. “You seem excited.”

He finally looks up at her and he smiles again. “Yeah,” he hums thoughtfully before agreeing, “I guess I am.”

“_____ invited?” She pokes, but he doesn’t seem to mind at all.

“Kind’ve? I asked to visit after work and she said she would cook dinner.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.” He returns back to his sketching all too quickly.

Seol bites her lip, hand going up to support her jaw and head as she observes closely, the man she’s been dating for over two months and pining for way longer — the glint in his eye and all.

She only wonders if it was the aspect from spending time with his daughter, or having his ex-wife present in all of it too.

Either way, from the short time in dating him, she’s only seen this particular look on him once.

And that was only when he was married.

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