#had to reblog for the system humor though

[ggukkieland]

📕BTS Fic Reads - 2022 July - Oct

I’ve been getting messages about my reading lists (because I haven’t been posting monthly and I really don’t have any excuse for not posting for four months lol). Though most of these have been reblogged, commented on, mentioned, etc. and that anybody can just check my archive and tags for the fics, I compiled them all in this list for easy reference (I refer to these lists too 😊). I also notice that it is easier to find fics when they are logged/documented somewhere and when described or properly tagged in the post. I hope this will help readers and potential readers find the fics they like.

💌 Again, these are not mine and we have all these authors to thank -  I really appreciate all of you. I may not get to reach all of you but I hope this can serve as a multiplier and reach other readers to discover your gift of stories and for them to find their favorites  💌

Note: if link doesn’t work, click on author link and go to their masterlist

🥕 Ongoing - most recent chapter [as of date this list was posted]

🥕 Completed - drabbles | one shots | series

🥕 S - smut | F - fluff | A - angst

Mostly Mature, 18+ only please

I read different members, different genres so please take note of the tags, description per fic

Don’t forget to reblog/comment on author’s work, too 😊

No AO3 Fic Recs because I have a more organized system on ao3 and putting it here will take time 😭 sorry.

[around 120 fics] I should really go back to posting per month to avoid this buildup

🥕 [Ongoing Series]

↬ Namjoon

And They Were Roommates @joonsrack​ - two shot [1/2] | 8.4k+ | roommate!taehyung who suddenly left for the summer and had his room rented by Namjoon, strangers to lovers, temporary roommate!Namjoon, unrequited love (OC to Taehyung), unrequited (namjoon to OC), namjoon is so endearing (but destructive lol), humor | f, a

↬ Seokjin

The A-Listers @httpknjoon - drabble series [3/?] | 4.3k+ | actor!seokjin x famous!reader, crack/humor, actors au, rumored relationship but kind of a mystery/guessing game if they are together or not (fun!) | f

To Kill a King @foxymoxynoona - series [7/?] | 100k+ |  historical fantasy, political themes, royalty au, Prince!Seokjin | a, s, f

↬ Yoongi

Control @hxseok-honee - series [00/09] | teaser/background | demon king!yoongi, blind!reader, twin brother!hoseok, royalty au, supernatural | a, f In which a hidden princess, much to her twin brother’s dismay, concocts the most unimaginable of plots for the sake of escaping her world of pain and suffering. OR a demon king meets his maker and learns that the one person who can see right through him is a girl who can’t see at all. | a

Match Made in Hell @ughcore - series [7/?] | 23k+ | enemies to lovers (rivals), arranged marriage, doctor!yoongi, unrequited? (it begins as a mystery what their past was) | a, f

Twirl for Me @gimmethatagustd - series [3/?] | 19k | stripper au, single dad!yoongi, a bit of Jungkook, ballet instructor!reader (yoongi’s daughter takes ballet classes), secret identity (i guess?), strangers to lovers | s, a

↬ Jimin

Doctor Dreamy @jungblue - series [2/?] | 15.7k+ |  exes au, ex!jimin becomes sperm donor, expecting parents | s, f, a

Rumor Has It @jananakookie - series [5/?] | 29k+ | college au, fake dating, “infamous” OC due to bad rumors, Jimin recently broke up and proposed the fake dating | a, f, s

↬ Taehyung

All of our Lifetimes @bangtan-madi​ - series [9/15] + interludes | 34k+ | boyfriend!Taehyung, husband!Taehyung reincarnation au, lovers to strangers and to lovers again, established relationship, implied soulmate au, kind of crime au, “After all these eons, all these lifetimes, is it possible to find each other again—even when neither of you awakens with your memories?” | f, a

Magic Shop @seokjiniwithluv - series [2/?] | 3.4k+ | club singer!taehyung, daughter of rich CEO arranged to marry CEO!Jimin, enemies to lovers | a, f

Stars Above @crystaljins - drabble series [4/?] | 9.4k | Alien!Taehyung, roommate au (intergalactic exchange program 😁)

Temptation @j-ungkooky - series? [1/?] | 3.1k | CEO!Taehyung, Office AU, Secretary/Assistant!Reader, sexy + humor, intimidating taehyung but he’s actually sweet, he crouched under her desk to hide from someone but this made everything so darn hot 🥵 (no smut yet) | s, future a

Toxic @jeonsjiddies - series [4/?] | 7k+ | stalker!taehyung, hacker!taehyung (using it to stalk and manipulate OC), coworker au | a

↬ Jungkook

All I Want @sxtaep - series [5/?] | 36.9k+ | bestfriend au, fuckboy!jungkook, nerd!reader, FWB au | s, a, f

Bedeviled @writemywaytoyourheart - series [2/?] | 9.1k+ | enemies to lovers, demon!jungkook, human!reader making deals with the devil - gets accompanied by jungkook to the underworld | a, f

Carved @haliiimede - series [3/?] | 39k+ | demon!jungkook x angel!reader, urban fantasy, dystopian au, enemies to lovers | s, a with Taehyung drabble Dominus

Colour Me In @taegularities - series [5/?] | 71.4k+ |  fwb au, fake dating au, artist!jungkook, college au, rich au (oc/reader) | s, f, a

Free Use @littlemisskookie - series [6/?] | 13.6k | fwb au, unrequited crush (oc to taehyung), bdsm, childhood friends/neighbor, college au, “Your long time crush agrees to be your dom.” | s, f

Hurtin Me @lookingforluna - drabble series [1/?] | 570 words | ex-FWB, fuckboy!jungkook, roommate au, friends to lovers? | a, s

Idol Jungkook Headcanon @magicshopaholic - series (of one shots but can be read standalone) [4/?] | 42k+ | idol!jungkook, staff!OC (named Lia), strangers to lovers, bad dates, idiots to lovers, eventual dating | f, s  The Fifth / Part 2 The Sixth Honey

In Your Eyes @prodgguk - series [00/?] | 1.3k+ (teaser) | widow!reader, detective!jungkook x doctor!reader, past: yoongi x reader (but he passed away) | a, f

Little Baby Bear 2.0 @xddaengx - two shot [1/2] | 5.4k | hybrid!jungkook (he’s a bear hybrid and he’s so cute 🥺), , ex-boyfriend!hoseok who originally owns jungkook but dumped him onto OC, hybrid!taehyung (tiger), hurt/comfort, beginning might be confusing so I read the original version too | a, f

Long Way Home @sparklingchim - drabble series [24/?] | 40k+ |  single dad!jungkook, bestfriend!reader, unrequited love, idiots to lovers, feat. Jimin as OC’s fwb | a, f, s

Maniac @strawbearytae - two shot [1/2] | 3.3k+ | exes au, mutual pining, mutual break up, but not kind of ignoring each other, got assigned for a project/Music Festival | a (so far)

Milestones @valorkook - series [00/?] | 900+ | hospital au, doctor!jungkook, nurse!reader, tsundere!jungkook, enemies to lovers | f, a

↬ OT7/Multi

Double Trouble @bangtanstanst​ & @jooneos - Jungkook x Reader | Christian Yu x Reader

series [3/?] | 59k+ | tattoo artist!jungkook, tattoo artist!christian yu, flower shop staff!reader, roommate au (jk x oc), friends to lovers, bet/dare au (JK bet he’d be better than CY), some jealousy involved | s, a, f  

🌷So I read this years ago and I wasn’t that aware of Christian Yu but then this fic blew my mind and I’m so into this pairing/love triangle/poly relationship even though I still don’t follow CY that much at present time. This is just crazy hot. It doesn’t help that there’s this post years ago predicting that Jungkook’s future state is Christian Yu (tattooed, hot but cool).

Office Hours @softiegguk​ - OT7 x Reader

series [2/7] | 12.2k+ | office bangtan, office au, bts x finance manager!reader, pwp, coworkers au, staff accountant!jungkook, admin assistant!taehyung, project manager yoongi (coming soon), business analyst jimin (coming soon), sales representative hoseok (soon), executive assistant!seokjin (soon), CEO!Namjoon (soon) | s

↬ Themed Series

The Nanny Diaries @btsgotjams27​ - OT7 (individual drabble series)  bts themed series, single mom!reader, accidental nanny!bangtan, humor | f

namjoon | au: neighbors ➥ the reluctant nanny (tba)

jin | au: friends ➥ the accidental nanny

yoongi | au: housemates➥ the i-had-no-choice nanny

hoseok ~ ?

jimin | au: co-workers

taehyung ~ ?

jungkook | au: strangers to friends➥ the unexpected nanny➥ the blind date➥ the weekend trip

🥕 [Completed Fics/Series]

I Love You @ughseoks - drabble } 1.8k | slice of life, strangers to lovers, established relationship, boyfriend to husband, expecting parents au, tooth-rotting fluff, snippets of important moments with Namjoon | f (i love this! I still cry thinking about this drabble)

The Interpretation of Dreams @ppersonna - one shot | 13.8k | PhD Mentor Namjoon, Post-grad, OC/Reader crushing on Namjoon | s, f

Fool Me Once, Fool Me Twice @dalamjisung​ - series [3/3] | 11.9k | unrequited au (oc to namjoon), best friend jisoo went after namjoon too, self-discovery fic (for OC), more on OC and her relationship with Jisoo and discovering her true friends/true self | a, f

Lost in the Funhouse @dovechim - one shot | 9.7k | thriller, prisoner!namjoon, asylum, psych patient, psychological, criminal au, psychiatrist!reader | s

Mission @dreamscript - one shot | 3.2k | spy au, team leader!namjoon, established relationship, coworker, action (slight),  hurt/comfort (oc comforts him when he felt he messed up leading a mission and OC got hurt) | f

Sail @sunshinejoon​ - drabble | 1.6k | strangers to lovers, idol!namjoon, staff!reader, eventual established relationship, boyfriend au, tattooed!reader (which Namjoon got curious of), hurt and comfort too | f

Show me How @imaginationofacrazyfangirl​ - one shot | 3.9k | virgin!reader who decided to hook up through tinder, dating app, strangers to lovers, not sure if this is ongoing but it ended with a vibe that it has a continuation(?) | s

Straps & Chokers @joonsrack - drabble | 2.1k | CEO!Namjoon x Assistant!reader, boss-employee relationship (reader finds him stressful at work), BDSM Club, Meeting your boss in a BDSM club is probably the last thing you were expecting coming here. | s (nothing graphic but very mature themes)

The Body Through Time @yeoldontknow​ - one shot | 10.9k | exes au, falling out/break up, post-grad, professor!namjoon, OC offered graduate assistant position (Art History Dept) and needs Namjoon’s signature but he’s still hurt 🥺| a, s, f

The Wedding Arrangement @sugaurora​ - one shot | 44k | enemies to lovers, turned FWB, neighbor au, medical/health professional (physician’s associate!reader), construction contractor!namjoon, wedding au (seokjin’s), unrequited love (oc to seokjin) | a, f, s

Til Death Do Us Part @justimajin​ - series [11/11] | 49.2k | arranged marriage, enemies to lovers, assassin au/agent au, heirs, action, themes of revenge, some minor ☠️| a, f, s

All an Act @tteokggukk​ - one shot | 10.6k | acting major seokjin and oc/reader, enemies to lovers, college au, humor | f, implied s

Timelines @doyouknowbts - series [8/8] | 27.1k | soulmate au, time travel au/teleporting, time slip, doctor!seokjin, journalist!reader | a, f

Amour Propre  Blind Spot @randombtsprincessa​ - two shot [2/2] | 8.9k | idol!yoongi, break up au | a, f

Bubbles @dreamcatcherjiah​ - SMAU | neighbor au, mutual pining, producer!yoongi x writer!reader, parenting au (they are the usual babysitters of their neighbor’s baby Yoonji), something happened to to Yoonji’s Dad and they got appointed to be the guardians | f, a

The Couples Package @pars-ley​ - one shot | 2k | friends to lovers, fake dating au, vacation au, asked yoongi to join for the couples trip but there is couples therapy in the package (that ended up being too real) | a, f

Dawning Revelation @artaefact​ - drabble | 522 words | police au, supernatural, detective!yoongi, devil!reader | a

Fixer Upper @gukyi - drabble 1.5k | established relationship, slice of life, humor, tooth-rotting fluff, yoongi keeps asking you to fix things in your new apartment, and it’s getting ridiculous.| f

Post-prank Smutty Drabble @btsqualityy​ - drabble | 500 words | pwp, husband!yoongi, just filthy, based on a request “...continuation of a smut drabble of YG and mama min of that bad prank that she pulled on Yoongi” | s

Recompense @vminity21​ - drabble | 2.9k | college au, used to be childhood friends but grew apart after OC moved away, kind of enemies to lovers (just bickering), tsundere!yoongi, themes of grief, hurt/comfort | a, f

The Art Critic @mooniyooni​ - drabble | >1k | established relationship, husband!yoongi, dad!yoongi, parenting (yoongi babysitting the babies)  Idolverse, tooth-rotting fluff | f

The Devil Skates on Thin Ice @vankoya - series [3/3] | 60.3k | slow burn, exes, figure skater!reader, hockey player!tyoongi, enemies to lovers, college au, sports au, falling out +  mutual pining (so I guess this makes it idiots to lovers too), we discover their history and I love the slow burn, a fandom classic really | a, f

Vows aka 10 ways to win your husband's heart @hamsterclaw​ - two shot + drabbles | 28k+ | arranged marriage, enemies to lovers, sort of fwb too, rich au, heartwarming really I just like this Yoongi, bratty!reader (and oh I wanna tag him as the doting husband), Yoongi was dating someone when he was “forced” to marry OC, OC tried to atone for the times she embarrassed Yoongi, seriously one of my favorite OTPs | f, s

Catch Your Death @dovechim - one shot | 5.1k | hybrid au, arranged marriage, proof of consummation, snow leopard!hoseok, general!hoseok, princess!reader, royalty | s

Checkmate @sunshinejoon - drabble | 743 words | fuckboy!hoseok, unaffected OC (in the beginning), I guess playing with hearts, this was supposed to have a continuation (but this is the last) | a

Feral @lovesickjoon - one shot | 4.1k | best friend au, unrequited love, werewolf!hoseok, supernatural, pwp | s

Head Over Heels to Hell @jimlingss - one shot | 27.5k | soulmate au, reincarnation au, enemies to lovers, college (in the present time) to post-college, childhood friends/acquaintance (present time), star-crossed lovers (past lives), past lives themes of: war, historical, thievery, pregnancy, an amazing PLOT TWIST, humor #holygrailfics | a, f

Make a Move @alpacaparkaseok​ - one shot | 4.6k | humor, tooth-rotting fluff, roommate au, strangers to lovers, mistaken identity (OC thought roommate Hobi is a girl) | f

Simmer @gimmeyoon​ - one shot | 17.1k | exes au, falling out, mutual pining, OC came back to town, summer au, coworker au, summer job at a restaurant, eventual angst (why we broke up moment), kind of star-crossed (person with a future vs someone who will hold her back) | a, s, f

Ubiquitous @sunshinejoon - drabble | 1.9k | some parts epistolary, exes au, break up au, OC/Reader discovered a stash of letters by Hoseok when they were still together | a, f

Adonis @xjoonchildx​ - one shot | 3.4k | humor/crack (this is super funny), paramedic!jimin, nosy meddling lady/neighbor who decided to play matchmaker lol, meet cute, strangers to lovers | f

Best of Me @xotoosweet​ - two shot [2/2] | 21.6k | slow burn, slice of life, hurt/comfort (themes of depression), fratboy!jimin, college au, strangers to friends to lovers, meet cute (basically saw her diving into a river), one night stand, adulting themes | f, a, implied s

Cathexis @jkeuphoriadreamland​ - series [3/3] | 27k | thriller, supernatural, firestarter!jimin, OC/Reader used to defend Jimin when he was getting bullied, Jimin comes back to town, a bit mystery (jimin’s powers), slight yandere behavior | f, s

Falling @jvngkook97​ - drabble | 990 words | exes au, reunion -  catching up over coffee, idol!jimin, mutual pining | a, f

Hooked @parkdatjimin​ - series [7/7] + drabbles | 56k | nerd!jimin, college au, fwb au, mutual pining | s, f, a

Insatiable + Illusion @artaefact - drabble | >1k | fantasy, angel!jimin x demon!reader, star-crossed forbidden romance, “when he still comes back to you” | a, bittersweet f

Midnight Munchies @yoongihime - one shot | 2.2k | humor, strangers to lovers, college au, delivery boy!jimin, customer!reader, from the prompt: “i made my special request for my pizza for them to send their cutest delivery person and you showed up and apologized that you were the only one delivering tonight and i blurted out that they still got my request right��  | tooth-rotting fluff

Rhythmic @darlingwoes - drabble | 2.2k | established relationship, boyfriend au, dancer!jimin, practice room setting, oc/reader hates the song and Jimin danced with OC to make a new memory (uWu) | f, s

The Girl Next Door @alpacaparkaseok - drabble | >3k | strangers to lovers, amusement park, mascot!jimin (he’s chimmy T_T) | f

Jimin Birthday Reblogs

a reblog of my favorite Jimin fics with this hashtag #Happy Jimin Day Fave Fics 2022

about 40+ fics 🙀

5 Times He Said I Love You @n3onguts - one shot | 5k | different versions of ‘i love you’ told throughout the course of a relationship, established relationship, break up or dissolution of a relationship, angsty | a

Armful @ughseoks - drabble | 1.2k | werewolf!taehyung, hairy arm taehyung (something I didn’t know I’d find hot but thank you dear writer), established relationship, boyfriend!taehyung, pwp | s

Broken Rings & Queens and Things @gukyi - one shot | 24k | arranged marriage, kind of fuckboy!taehyung, royalty au, enemies to lovers, prince!taehyung x princess!reader | f, slight a, slight s

Cipher @alpacaparkaseok - one shot | 14.1k | supernatural-ish, mystery, humor too (the two characters have funny exchanges in the beginning), so kind of enemies to lovers vibes too,  some plot twist, fairy tale/folk tale reference (Peter Pan & Pied Piper), fortune teller!taehyung, it’s also thrilling though it’s not the usual thriller | f, a

Cold Husband!Taehyung + Kissing each other breathless drabble @leefics​ - drabble | 1.3k | CEO!Taehyung, arranged marriage au, first kiss prompt, taehyung picking up drunk wife who got emotional thinking taehyung doesn’t like her | f (super cute)

Dickless @monimonimoon - one shot | 11.1k | OC with a boyfriend who can’t satisfy her in some ways, fwb taehyung, cheating OC (unapologetically) | s

The End of Us @angelseokjinnie - drabble | 3.4k | sugar daddy au, four years as sugar baby (by contract) - starts to develop feelings for Taehyung, just  graduated!reader  | a, s

Good Girls Go Bad @jkstompers​ - series [3/3] + drabbles | 46k+ | slow burn, hurt/comfort too for Don’t Watch Me Cry drabble, mutual pining, strangers to lovers, then friends to lovers, bad boy au, college au, intimidating taehyung x chirpy cute!oc who asked taehyung to teach her how to be bad, makeover au? | a, f, s

Higher @ppersonna - one shot | 3.8k | strangers to lovers, mile high club, airplane setting, pwp | s, slight f

Locked & Loaded @justimajin​ - one shot | 10k | action, secret agent au, coworkers, unrequited (for OC), oblivious taehyung (jungkook had to spell it out for him ugh), humor/comedy, boss!yoongi | f

Lost @salvejoon​ - one shot | 4.7k | enemies to lovers, fuckboy!taehyung, only one bed trope, getting lost, vacation au, stranded au, their best friends are dating (Jimin x OC)  but Taehung x Reader don’t like each other (or don’t they? 😉) | a, f, s

Moneyball @oshbluepacific - drabble | 2k | mafia!taehyung, husband!taehyung, arranged marriage, casino setting, some girls thirsting over taehyung and being rude to OC (not knowing she’s the wife), gambling | f

Only One Bed E2L Taehyung drabble @taestefully-in-luv​ - drabble | 3.3k | humor, e2l, only one bed trope, coworkers, rivalry since college | s

The Only One @jjungkookislife​ - one shot | 8.7k | best friend au, fuckboy!taehyung, fwb, Taehyung is from the You Up? universe (JK’s story) | s, f

Picture It @dalamjisung - one shot | 4.9k | strangers to lovers, coffee shop setting, photographer Taehyung who job hops, hurt/comfort (adulting & surviving despite parental expectations), mutual pining (they are each other’s muses and OC would write about this Taehyung she just sees at the cafe) | f (really cute and heartwarming too)

Poison Apple @jooniyah - series [3/3] | 82.36k | thriller, mafia au, yandere and psychotic behavior from Taehyung (he’s just…insane), happy ending for OC (or, for now), OC originally married to Yoongi, MIND THE TAGS!!! (not for the faint of heart) | a, s

Restart @yuudetama - drabble | 740 | break up, divorce au, taehyung and soon-to-be-ex-wife talking about turning back the clock over coffee | a (angsty but beautifully written)

Sea Star + Beside You @koyamuses​ - two shot [2/2] | 6.4k | pirate king!!taehyung, established relationship, LDR (he’s away at sea), kind of historical, childhood friends, fantasy, sex on a ship 👀, eventual proposal au, husband au | f, s

Trace the Colours of Our Skin @youmistme​ - drabble | 2.5k | artist au, blind date where they go naked and paint each other while interviewing/getting to know each other (like one of those Youtube, hurt/comfort fic | f

Under the Cloak @jungblue - one shot | 7.7k | Hogwarts AU, enemies to lovers (one-sided from OC), quidditch player!taehyung *gryffindor, tutor!reader, bet/dare themes (if he gets an A, agree on a date), use of the invisibility cloak for smutty purposes 😉 | s, slight f

Verboten @97erstan - one shot | 3.6k | cop!taehyung, best friend's boyfriend, twisted characters, themes of manipulation, plot twist | s

Your New Boss @dreamescapeswriting - one shot | 5k | CEO AU, Exes au, VP!Reader (but she doesn’t know about the new CEO which is really rare in reality but let’s assume Taehyung didn’t want the VPs to know about organization changes first), stuck in the elevator, kind of bad break up (accusations of cheating on her) | s, f

Waterloo @kinktae​ - one shot | 13k | slow burn, meet cute, strangers to lovers, artist!taehyung, art student!oc/reader, college au, vacation au, Paris setting, kind of tsundere-ish taehyung in the beginning, tourist au (oc toured him around so he can find inspiration) | f, a, implied s

(Un)welcomed Addition @joonscypher​ - one shot | 9k | neighbor au, one night stand, noona!reader, some form of bet/dare themes, college au, fuckboy!jungkook, OC/Reader already working, humor, really cute | f

A Night and a Year @dulce-jpm - one shot | 3.6k | briefly ex!yoongi x reader, arranged marriage au, past business scandal that led to cutting ties with Min family, Yoongi also broke up with her, arranged marriage with Jungkook to save “family” rep, ex-girlfriend!Sana, accused Jungkook of cheating, talks about this business/marriage | a, slight f (I still think these two deserve a drabble to see if they end up falling for each other 👀)

A Nugget of Comfort @madbutgloriouspond​ - drabble | 2.1k | established relationship, hurt/comfort fic, OC grieving over their pet hamster | f, a

Aftermath @whatifyoulivelikethat - one shot | 12.2k | exes au, stages of post-break up, accidental stalking from jungkook while OC is on a date, sub!jungkook | s

Anti-Romantic @chemicalpink​ - one shot | 4.7k | childhood friends, unrequited love (jk to oc), but his bestfriend *Sungho) ended up with oc, sungho actually cheating, oc revenge sex (with jungkook), bad decisions (like why OC why did you go through the wedding T_T) | s

Azaleas @randombtsprincessa - one shot | 9k | enemies to lovers (rivals), coworker au, lawyer au, hot intense lawyer!jungkook | f, s

The Bad Guy @ggukachuwu​ - drabble | 671 words | tattoo artist!jungkook x CEO!reader, bad boy!jungkook, secret identity (though we never know his work or why he is the bad guy) | a

Bittersweet @citrustan​ - one shot | 2.8k | ex-fwb, unrequited (oc to jungkook), falling out (oc didn’t know jk started to have serious relationship w someone else) | a

Castaway @hamsterclaw - one shot | 8.3k |  enemies to lovers in the beginning, stranded au, beach au, survival au (plane crashed on a deserted island), strangers to lovers, humor, super cute ending | s, mild a, f

CEO Junior @mooniyooni - drabble | >3k | humor, strangers, son of CEO!Jungkook, office au, meet cute, music/artist but got stuck in office work, boss-employee | f

Comfortable, Bare, and Hungry @jinkookspencil​ - drabble | 2.6k | established relationship, boyfriend au, hurt/comfort fic, they ate pizza while naked | f, suggestive s

Denial = Desperation @adonis-koo - drabble | 3k | drabble from the series Wicked where Jungkook is just fantasizing about OC, series tags/genres ➡️arranged marriage, enemies to lovers, historical, royalty au | s

Drive @sunshinejoon - drabble | >1k | FWBs who are pining for each other, idiots to lovers, angsty beginning | a, f

Duty Before Love + Part 2 @blue-jade - two shot [2/2] | 10.4k | royalty au, agreed infidelity (jungkook’s wife chose OC/reader to be the child bearer), pregnancy au, historical, forbidden/star-crossed (royalty x servant!reader), unrequited love | a, s, f

Echoes of Love @moonlightchildz - one shot | 2.5k | exes au, break up au,  jungkook broke up with OC and we don’t know why T_T, feat. best friend!taehyung | a, s, f

Exposed @getitinbusan - drabble | 2.1k | photographer!reader, dispatch photoshoot, idol!jungkook, tattooed!jungkook, pwp and really filthy | s

The Hardest Part @kimnjss - one shot | 2.5k | bestfriend au, unrequited (for OC), jungkook is getting married, extra angsty, something I probably read 3x now T_T | a

Heat Rises @dreamyjoons - drabble | 1.1k | boyfriend au, established relationship, pwp, hair pull + shower sex, that curly Jungkook from 5th Muster | s

Kinktober 2022: October 1 corruption kink with jeon jeongguk @seokgism - drabble | 3k | corruption kink, virgin!jungkook, experienced!oc, happens during the family dinner lol | s, pwp

Late Night Assignment @writeformesinpie - one shot | 2.7k | CEO!Jungkook, boss-employee, office au, OC/Reader has a date and Jungkook couldn’t function a bit at the thought lol, very funny banter and JK with wild exaggerated imagines about OC and her date, humor | s

Like Stars in a Constellation @taegills​ - one shot | 20.9k | sci-fi, star-crossed love, time travel au of sorts only they are meeting in reverse (one timeline is forward while the other is backward), strangers to lovers at one point, established relationship at one point, kind of bittersweet | a, f, s (implied)

The Love Bug @jungkxook - one shot | 20.6k | neighbor au, childhood friends (more on acquaintance), college, secret identity (duh, he’s spiderman), adaptation: spiderman au, superpower/superhero au, spiderman!jungkook | f, s

Lover Boy @ughseoks - drabble | <1k | humor, heartwarming, established relationship, lots of dick jokes lol, boyfriend!jungkook x oc in a romantic bath together (tub scenario) | f

Nanny @jjungkookislife - drabble | 700+ words | nanny!reader, single dad!jungkook, pwp| implied s

On Camera @agustdiv1ne - one shot | 3.1k | established relationship, boyfriend!jungkook, gamer au, youtuber!jungkook, pwp about jungkook recording their smutty moments | s

Ours @v-hope - drabble | 2.3k |  best friend au, also childhood friends, now roommates in college, tooth-rotting fluff, domestic vibes, living with your best friend turned longing for exclusivity (just read my reaction I poured my entire giddy heart into it) | f

Pardon the Interruption @strawbkoo - one shot | 4.4k | established relationship, coworker seoyeon keeps interrupting their sexy time/moments, pwp | s

Perfect Coincidence @smilingleoo - one shot | 4.7k | DJ!reader, football team captain!jungkook, popular jungkook who was having an affair with the Math Teacher (uhm police alert 👀), party au (they did it on Hoseok’s couch), Hoseok is OC/Reader’s best friend and it’s his party | s, pwp

Picture Perfect @upinthestarsx3 - one shot | 879 words | best friend au, photographer!jungkook, needs to take photos of her nude for a magazine but turned smutty | s, pwp

Risk it All @httpjeon - series [5/5] | 14.1k | hybrid au, wolf!jungkook, I included this in the werewolf fic rec list though he’s not really a werewolf lol (he doesn’t shift), alpha!jungkook, a/b/o dynamics, predator-prey dynamics in this au, OC got thrown in a warehouse filled with predators and there’s also jungkook | f, a, s

Save You @mimikookie​ - drabble | 4k | supernatural, fantasy, post-apocalyptic, a bit of action, star-crossed vibes, archangel!jungkook x human!reader, it’s just intense and feels like some epic scene, war? (the angels were fighting and some creatures attacking humans), badass OC | a, f

SPF 50 @gimmeyoon - one shot | 10.6k | coworker au, strangers to friends to lovers, summer au, lifeguard!jungkook, slow burn, kind of bittersweet (because summer love stories usually are) | a, f, s

Strangers to Lovers @kissmetae​ - one shot | 3.2k | uhm strangers to lovers, gym crush!jungkook, gym setting, role playing | s, f

Symmetry @adriftmoonchild​ - one shot | 10k | enemies to lovers, fwb au, hogwarts au, mutual pining, secret relationship, rich!OC/reader, magic, kind of forbidden relationship (pure blood!oc x half-blood jungkook) and OC arranged to marry someone else | s, a, f

Vampire’s Kiss @immabiteyou - one shot | 4k | bartender!reader, bar au, vampire!jungkook, jk in all black | s

When We Were Sixteen @seokjiniwithluv - one shot | 10.3k | moments with jungkook told per year, best friend au, parts namjoon x reader & jungkook x hana, a bit taehyung x reader, high school to college to working, unrequited, falling out of some sort,jungkook leaving the country and friends jimin/taehyung checking on OC, angst with happy ending for OC | a, f

posted: 2022 Nov 5

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in context of post you reblogged, is a male friend circle telling you to make misogynistic remarks about woman and talking about your sex life male privilege? I had my (cis) male friends do it to me even when i was just "not like other girls" friend. Ye it's not unique. It's something that they expect,to conform to their humor they got conforming to other male friends they have. Because they couldn't imagine having long term friendship w/o proving they can be cynical/edgy, is this privilege?

No, not really. I don't think of that in of itself as privilege or having privilege. At the very least it is absolutely not systemic privilege, which is what I would consider male privilege as a concept to be. I do think there is an invitation to conditional, social privilege being offered in moments like those though.

It's an offering to be the model minority. To be a token inclusion in the club of the majority. And often? You get kicked out the second you stop conforming or start questioning things.

Like, systemic privilege, as a concept, is related to social benefits one receives based on their proximity and conformity to a valued social class.

Being a trans man in a group of cis men who are encouraging you to engage in misogyny is not a privilege, but they are asking you to affirm and reinforce the systemic privilege they experience by offering you conditional social privileges in return. It's transactional in many ways. You get to be "one of the guys" as long as you affirm the status of "the guys".

That's not holding systemic male privilege though, that's just being a model minority.

You see other forms of this idea in practice all the time with people like minority conservatives and that sort of thing. It's "leopard eating people's faces party" type stuff.

TL;DR - At the very least it's not systemic male privilege nor is it comparable to that because it can be revoked at any point to put the trans man in question "back in their place" as an outsider. It is absolutely becoming a cog in the machine to perpetuate the system at the expense of others though.

[twilghtkoo]

hello, hope you are having a wonderful day. I want to request where y/n dreams where haechan is cheating on her and wakes up and act all grumpy and he's trying to convince her. not forcing you take your time 🤍

pairings. haechan x reader (f)

genre. slight angst if u squint, fluff, humor

warnings. mentions/descriptions of cheating but it’s a dream

notes. thank u for requesting this anon, i hope ure having a good day too !! i hope u like this and didn’t know how to end it but here u go T__T likes/reblogs very much appreciated <3

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you were never a morning person. if someone disrupted your sleep, you are the most bitterest person to deal with until caffeine was in your system. yet, never has a dream— or nightmare, you should say— been the reasoning of your distaste of the early mornings.

and this dream— nightmare— was a very interesting one. yes, you’ve had dreams of your boyfriend. some being loving and beautiful and some being a result of waking up horny and your panties being wet.

but this one, this one has you wanting to ring haechan’s neck and curse at him.

you know haechan loves you with his entire being and he would never do anything to ruin what you two have because he cherishes you wholeheartedly. but the scene replaying in your head of him kissing that other girl had you wake up with tears brimming your waterline because it felt too real. and you didn’t like this feeling sitting deep and heavy in your chest.

where is haechan anyway?

you wipe your eyes with the back of your hand and sniff, tossing your blanket off of you as you walk out of your bedroom to the source of quiet sizzling noises.

the man is making breakfast and is preparing your coffee with your favorite mug sitting next to your most prized possession, your kurig, trying not to wake you up. he would never cheat on you.

as if he sensed your presence, he turns his head to face you. his eyes widened and his eyebrows raised before his lips turn upward in a small smile that makes your legs and insides melt.

“morning baby, did i wake you? sorry i was trying to be quiet–“ he pauses mid sentence when he finally observes your physical appearance.

“have you been crying?” he questions, placing the spoon in his hand on the counter before coming over to you in one quick stride.

you have, but is it noticeable? you thought you had just teared up from your bad dream but you didn’t think any tears actually fell. maybe they have but while you were asleep.

you blink, “i guess.”

his eyes glinting with concern, his hands coming up to cup your cheeks, you feel his thumb rub your skin gently.

oh, you love this man.

“what’s wrong? did you have a bad dream?”

you scoff, “a nightmare i would say.” shrugging off his hands before starting where he left off to pour my coffee into my mug.

he pouts at your dismissive action that hurt more than he thought it would. he turns on his feet, your back to him.

“you wanna talk about it?”

as you’re stirring the hot liquid with a spoon, taking the silverware in your mouth to clean it before dropping it in the sink. you bring the mug to your lips slowly before taking a careful sip.

“you cheated on me.” your eyes purposely ignore his shocked ones, taking another sip.

he blinks. “are you, are you upset with me?”

you shrug in response.

“it was a dream though…” he trails off mumbling, pouting.

“you kissed another girl in front of me!”

his mouth opens then closes before he finds the right words to say. “in your dream!” he defends himself, laughing in between his words.

you frown, setting your mug down on the counter. “you still cheated.”

he finds this situation very amusing yet endearing at the same time. how much this nightmare of him being unfaithful to you affected you pretty bad that you’re upset with him in your state of awareness. he’s kind of happy about it.

fuck, he loves you.

a lop sided grin makes the corners of his lips twitch and he’s brave enough to take a step towards you, cornering you between the counter and him.

“it was a dream, i didn’t cheat on you. never have and never will princess.“ he responds lowly, his voice dropping a few octaves almost made your panties drop, but no, you’re stronger than this.

you try to push through him but he stands still. “well you did, in my dream, so.” avoiding eye contact so he doesn’t see your flushed cheeks right now.

“you seriously can’t be mad at me,” he whines out. there he goes.

“i am.” you answer, grabbing your coffee and strutting back towards your room. is this childish? yes.

he’s not letting you walk away though because he runs up behind you, his hand slipping underneath his t-shirt that you wear, squeezing your ass making you slightly jump and let out a gasp. he takes the moment of you being off guard and pins you against the wall.

“i could’ve spilled my coffee!” you snapped.

but he doesn’t look affected by your sudden attitude. “wahh, look at you getting snappy, someone’s brave today.” he says, amusement laced in his tone.

[goldensunset]

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i think a snickers would’ve fixed baldr tbh

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hi! can you NOT make jokes about the worst massacre that’s happened here in centuries?? my girlfriend was murdered that day but i guess people like you just love taking advantage of tragedies for funny internet clout. i hope you lose your heart in another world.

💎 lokiss

she baldr on my dr until i bald

#get off my post i literally lost someone too

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💐 my-other-car-is-a-keyblade-glider

my missing brother, brani, is finally back!!!! i’ve been so so worried for forever. thank you everyone who prayed with me 🙏

#he is acting a little weird though if i’m being honest #freya speaks

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sometimes i feel like my taste in men is bad and then i remember there are multiple secret societies entirely dedicated to thirsting after master brain

🔑 its-kee-not-kai

you ever see a post that just looks like someone swinging a keyblade at a flappy bugs nest

#kingdom hearts grant me the serenity to not look at the notes #courage to not look at the notes #and wisdom to not look at the notes

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Asking for a friend what do you do when a cable car stops in midair and starts shaking and swaying on the wire while you’re in there up there way high above the ground? Time sensitive question asking for a friend.

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let’s explore the nearby abandoned towns together!

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🔁 master-odin-retire-challenge

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it’s really awful how people are acting like it’s illegal to have a sense of humor anymore. even in the wake of tragedy, humans have always been humans. plus it’s been almost a year now. life goes on, you know?

👢master-odin-retire-challenge

the context for this post is op lost their job and reputation because they laughed at the funeral of a little girl named vör when the person giving the eulogy couldn’t be bothered to learn how to pronounce her name correctly. please for the love of light stop blindly reblogging things like this.

#oh ewww i hate people

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🌘 xehanerd

to the anon who just sent that long-winded ask: my blog is my space. if you don’t like what i post then move on.

#xe.post #delete later

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It drives me insane whenever people frame it like Baldr 'succumbing to darkness' and going crazy was inevitable. Sure, darkness played a part in that tragedy, but it completely overlooks the reality of how Master Odin failed to take care of that child at every step of the way. The boy was lost in grief, and the adult who was supposed to take care of him shoved him in an asylum-like room alone? Are we really going to leave that part out in favor of pushing the narrative that people prone to darkness are simply evil at heart? He could have lived a happy life being himself if he had been supported and nurtured. It didn’t have to be this way.

🌕 tardyfleetfoot

Right? We could have saved him from his darkness! He was our friend….

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That’s… not at all what I was saying, but I suppose a stupid comment like this is to be expected from somebody with ‘darkness dni’ in their bio. Thanks for trying.

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‘darkness played a part in that tragedy’ not you sugarcoating what happened for the sake of pushing YOUR narrative that the thing that’s been killing people since the dawn of time can possibly be anything but toxic. how many people have to die before people like you get in touch with reality???

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Sounds about right from someone who went through the Scala Ad Caelum public school system. Have you ever tried reading a book other than what was assigned for class? Please check your natural-light privilege and ignorance. Thanks.

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look out lads we got another conspiracy theorist ‘homeschool your kids’ dork lmao

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And do you read anything other than sigurd x reader fanfiction, based on the first seven posts on your blog?

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the notes on this post were so toxic staff just axed ‘em

#sent to me #thank you joker

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[jedi-hawkins]

"Strap in, kid. You're not gonna want to miss this view." - Sgt. Hunter

I've seen a few others make a tribute post for the batch and I felt some words pulling at my chest.

I was a latecomer to the fandom, I binged season 1 & 2 in July of last year and it's been a wild ride since. I've laughed and cried and everything in between. It's hard to even articulate what this show means to me.

I began my Star Wars journey like many others, with the original trilogy at some point in childhood (you could consider me a zillenial). I liked them, but I was much more of a Harry Potter nerd at the time, my head was at Hogwarts. The prequels, however captured my heart. I don't remember when I first watched TCW, but it's very clear my heart belongs to the times of the Republic.

Like things often do, other fandoms have faded out of my peak interests, Harry Potter, Hunger Games and Maximum Ride to name a few, but any time I've come back to Star Wars, it feels like coming home. A galaxy far far away so vast and full of hope and love and grief and sorrow.

The last year has been far from easy. For the last few years, that feels like all we've been saying, huh? But in all seriousness, I really did loose myself in the past year, but oddly enough, Star Wars was a constant for me, it was an escape. I joined tumblr right after I binged season 1 & 2 of The Bad Batch and immediately fell in love with the wonderful world of fans and writers and artists here.

At first, I was a lurker, just a name that popped into the reblogs, but I began interacting more and more. I've brushed on this with a couple people (so sorry for repeating myself), but it was actually through reading fanfiction, that I came to terms with the fact that I needed to leave a 2.5 year relationship. It's not that I 'fell out of love' with them or anything, I just realized I didn't trust them as much as I should, I didn't want to share as much as I should, I wasn't being fulfilled in the ways I needed. And for that, fanfic authors, I thank you. Please never stop creating.

I also learned a lot about myself, get ready cause I'm about to get cheesy.

Hunter, you brought me a lot of comfort. I saw how heavy the wellbeing of your squad weighed on your shoulders. How you sacrificed and starved yourself, mentally and emotionally for their safety and benefit. I've lived that more times than I can count and with you, I didn't feel quite as alone in that experience. Even though we never talked, and we never will, I feel like you saw me. Crosshair, you healed some of my faith in humanity. That people can change, they can see the error in their ways and turn against a system they just sort of slipped into. You reminded me that healing isn't linear, and that's okay. You reminded me that courage and bravery aren't the absence of fear, but they are going and facing the mountain despite every atom in your body telling you to turn the other way. Echo, you reminded me it's okay to leave a group if your goals don't align. That it's not always an "in or out" situation. They can still be your family, people you rely on and who can rely on you even if you're not sharing bunks or meals anymore. You also reminded me that no matter how dire a situation is, or how grumpy you may be, a little humor goes a long way. Wrecker, you reminded me that people's perception does not define who you are. You can be big and gentle. you can love explosions and destruction and still be very intuitive. You can take some time to process things and still be skilled and intelligent. You reminded me to take joy in the simple things, a Lula, some Mantel mix, an ice cone. Things are always a little better with a full belly. Omega, you brought back some of my childlike innocence. You approached the galaxy with wide eyes full of wonder and always gave people the benefit of the doubt. You never lost hope. Even though you had to grow up too fast, you didn't let it break you, you still opened your heart to anyone who would see it. Tech, dear Tech. You reminded me to never dull myself or apologize for being authentically me. That my interests and skills are a good thing, no matter how niche they are. That I shouldn't be embarrassed or feel annoying for my knowledge or my eagerness to share it. You reminded me that love and humor and kindness and connection come in all shapes and sizes.

I've also made friends in this fandom at a level I wasn't even expecting to. I've made connections beyond the galaxy of Star Wars and found love and support in amazing ways. I was pulled to create more than I have in a long time, writing, drawing, hell even building my own server.

For sake of not clogging people's notifications, fighting with Tumblr's tagging bugs, and inevitably forgetting to tag someone: You all know who you are. Three M's, Havoc Marauder.

I began writing this tribute post before I watched the finale, and I'm finishing it after the finale. I'll end my ramble with this:

Dee and Michelle, thank you for bringing these characters to life over the last four years. You two really were the heart and soul of this project and your voices will forever ring true as Clone Force 99. Filoni, thank you for creating the concepts for this wonderful show that has become such a big part of so many people's lives. Brad, thank you for the immense work you've put into the show, your direction will not be forgotten. Jen, Joel, KinerBros, and Noshir (The Four Horsemen), y'all are a bunch of trolls and I hate you for it. I'm sending you my therapy bills. (I mean thank you for your work too, but you've been playing with my emotions for the past three months so forgive me if I'm a bit bitter)

It has truly been an amazing view. I don't plan on going anywhere, the fandom is just getting started, I am on the edge of my seat for all the wonderful fan creation that are yet to come.

CT-9901 ~ Sergeant Hunter ~ Havoc 1

CT-9902 ~ Tech ~ Havoc 2

CT-9903 ~ Wrecker ~ Havoc 3

CT-9904 ~ Crosshair ~ Havoc 4

ARC-1409 ~ Echo

Omega ~ Havoc 5

Clone Force 99 ~ Signing off 🫡

[seuonji]

彡 as long as you're here, i can endure it. — yoon jeonghan

—office worker au! desk neighbour jeonghan.

notes ๑ gn!reader. oneshot. alt title: 9-5 jobs suck

genre ๑ fluff to angst.

warnings ๑ smoking (i don’t support smoking but it’s for the plot.)

word count ๑ 1k

from aya: please reblog if you enjoyed! feedback is always appreciated<3

the agonising sound of keyboard clicks, printers printing, and overlapped conversations rang in your ear. overwhelmed, you curled into your arms and let out a distressed exhale. you covered your ears and for a while it was tranquil.

only for a while.

“ynnnn let’s go for a smoke,” your desk neighbour, yoon jeonghan casually tugged at your sleeve without looking away from his screen. one of his hands held his cigarette pack and a lighter. even with the bulk, he was still typing like he normally would. you squinted your eyes at his laid-back nuance but did not have the energy to point out his weird skill.

you took a peek to your screen and it seemed like a good time to take a break anyway so you fulfilled his demands and got up from your seat. you waited and adjusted your clothes, standing beside jeonghan who was finishing up to his goal.

"alright, let's go!" he practically jumped out of his seat after saving his work.

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as you reached your designated smoking spot which was just the rooftop of the building, you embraced the breeze that greeted you. you held onto the railings and looked down at the semi-dead street, wishing you were down there catching a taxi that was headed to home.

jeonghan plucked two cigarettes from the pack and positioned one in between your lips. he sparked a flame and lit his cigarette before leaning closer to you. he held your chin and as the tips of your cigarette touched, your cigarette ignited.

“9-5 jobs suck,” you exhaled expressing your disdain for your current life situation. “did someone not warn you beforehand?” jeonghan chuckled before continuing, “i think even pre-schoolers know that.”

“i'm probably just tired of how works getting repetitive," you sighed before turning to him and asking, “how are you holding on?“

“i’m fine, i really don't mind this line of work,” he took another puff, eyes squinted because of the sun targeting his face.

“really? i would've suspected that you'd hate this job more than me."

he seemed taken aback by your statement, "do you know me enough to assume things like that?"

you pouted defeatedly and nodded in agreement. he had a point, your 'relationship' with him had only begun a few months ago and there was only so much you could know about him.

-

you and jeonghan were the newest employees of the company who had started on the same day. overtime when you started to get comfortable working there, you coincidentally ran into him on the roof. both of you knew you were there for the same reasons.

since then you two have gotten closer. you two would only rely on each other, even occasionally grabbing lunch together on your accord but most of all you two always spent your breaks smoking together.

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“just assuming from what i’ve observed so far,” you answered, pinching the smoke in between your fingers.

“you’ve been observing me?” he said cheekily.

“barely,” you sternly say while rolling your eyes.

he was humored by your expression. moving closer, he closed the distance between you and him and leaned on the railing right by you. his shoulder grazed against yours and you jolted at the sudden physical contact but tried to hide your reaction.

you cleared your throat to fill the silence, “so, what do you like about this dreadful 9-5?”

“well...it’s a bit flexible in terms of schedule. the food in the cafeteria sucks though and the people in our unit are kinda incompetent, except for me of course. the air conditioning system is quite good but it gets stuffy at times. another thing, they seriously need to upgrade the machines and technology, the printer keeps jamming on me—“

you softly smacked his arm cutting him off, “you are describing it how a person who hates this job would.”

he sneered as he looked off into the distance as if he was in a movie. he had a slight grin on his face as he truly answered your question,

“i don’t mind this job because i met you in the process."

you were in the middle of taking a drag from your cigarette when he said that. caught off guard by his words, you profusely started to choke on the smoke. “yn? you good??” he worriedly called your name and patted your back, as if that would help.

“i’m good—” you said in between coughs. "do you want me to get your water?" he bent down to your level, still patting your back.

“it's okay, we’ve got to get back to work anyways," you weakly said as you walked towards the exit door.

you faced your colleague and kept up an energy despite your throat literally dying from the inside, "come on now, i’ll make fun of you if you work overtime again," you joked, silently changing the subject.

he shook his head in disbelief and laughed as he walked towards you.

you threw your cigarette into the ashtray and opened the door to the stairs. jeonghan followed behind you disposing his cigarette before placing his hands into his pockets.

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as you both settled down at your desks, you shared a smile with him before silently getting immersed in your work. in spite of that, some parts of you drifted into thought.

on your side, you thought that if you knew any less, you would've assumed jeonghan had feelings for you with the way he worded that answer. it wasn’t possible, he meant it in the friendship way, right?

on jeonghan's side, he was a bit disappointed, he thought today was the day he could finally confess. maybe he should’ve been a bit more direct, or was it too soon?

overall he didn’t fret much, he gets it if it was a topic you weren’t ready for. for now, as long as he had you as his desk buddy who would smoke with him in any given moment, that was enough for him. sooner or later, he knew he could eventually work his way up to being something more than someone who just smokes and gossips with you.

-

that was what he thought, until he saw your phone one day. he happened to glance at it when it was near his side. it had just received a notification from a sender under the name, “shua” followed by a pink heart. he even caught a glimpse of your smile when your eyes saw the notification.

suddenly, everything in the world clicked but for jeonghan, everything had shattered.

「shua💓: hi my love! i’ll be home early today, what do you wanna have for dinner tonight?」

[shuamorollss]

on the court — basketball player!nrk x fem!reader

You only wanted to support your older brother, Jake on his basketball game. Even how smoothly their game was going, you didn't expect that you'd be the reason why a few points have costed your brother's team. Not entirely your fault, of course.

fluff, romance, comedy, humor, warnings— not proofread/errors ahead, Ni-ki and Y/N share the same age, Y/N can drive a car, half-assed ending kinda... I tried my best, 2.3k wc + reblogs are greatly appreciated!

additional notes— Italicized parts means flashbacks , used the K-12 school system in this fic... to avoid confusion, Jake is a 6th year student (Senior high) which is he's along in the age of 20 yrs old and both Y/N and Riki are in their 4th year (Junior high) which makes them both 18 yrs old! , reader's brother was originally Heeseung so please point it out for me in my inbox if Heeseung's name is still mentioned here TT I might've missed a part , author's note at the end.

You could sense the bright contrast in between your closed eyes. Slowly going back to your full consciousness, you open your eyes. Widening the gap of your lids, everything was bright and rather blurry. You could feel yourself laying on a soft mattress. The room was white, though a figure of your current vision paved the way of the brightness. Your eyes immediately met with the dark figure just beside you, sitting. You wondered if it was Keeho, however, from what you remembered, he didn't look like that, nor dressed like that earlier.

As your vision becomes clearer, it was to your dismay that it really wasn't your friend beside you.

Someone who had short hair, subtle blonde streaks, and his face structure was sharp. He was wearing casual clothes now. Not the fit you remembered him wearing when you last lay your vision on him.

His brows rose in surprise as he had met his gaze with yours.

"You're awake!" he exclaimed.

You don't know who he was.

He was a stranger. A man, just someone whom you have never met. So how did you get yourself here, waking up from unconsciousness with an unfamiliar worried man beside you in the first place?

…

Your hands control the wheels as you try to drive hastily. Your friends were counting on you to get to the sports center in time, with numerous phone calls from Sieun, adding the endless vibrating from your phone already makes you feel the pressure. You didn't let yourself drown in your own thoughts. All you wanted was to get there in time and have enough space to get seats.

"Yn?!"

"Took you long enough."

You have finally met with Keeho and Sieun outside the stadium, both of them having their arms crossed, frustrated by your late entry.

"Sorry guys. Traffic." You gently rub your nape, letting out a nervous laugh.

"Traffic my ass." Sieun said, who started to make her way inside the stadium. Both you and Keeho followed along her steps as she rants about your tardiness. You didn't mind, you were used to Sieun complaining like this and instead of being irritated, and besides, she doesn't seem to take her rants about things like these that seriously.

All of you went into the inner stadium to see hundreds of people crowding inside, attempting to spot places to sit.

"Sieun calm down, besides we have seats now." Keeho assured. The seats you three in were beside the court. Like literally beside the court. You could see all the athletes clearly just a distance from you, preparing for the game.

"What a jackpot. Surprising for a really crowded stadium… This should've been occupied by now." Sieun stated, her frustrations on where to sit have now faded, now that the best seats are now taken by them.

After a good minute of prepping yourselves, you saw a man's figure on the court jogging towards your direction, and to all of your excitement, It was your brother.

"Jake!" You all greeted him in unison, eyes sparkling at the sight of the man making his way towards where you guys stand.

"You all should thank me for that." He spoke, patting his sweaty forehead with a face towel.

"Look at our Jake! The captain of the Decelis basketball team." Sieun stated, nudging the side of Jake's arms.

"We know you'll do good out there dude!" Keeho added.

"The opponent stands no chance against y'all." You added once more, your hand messing his hair.

"Now I'm more encouraged to beat their asses." Jake remarked, extremely appreciative by the boost from his little sister and his dear friends.

The three of you continue to show him your full support as he waves goodbye, jogging back to his teammates.

The Stadium was filled with people, all of the seats were occupied and the continuous echoes filling the stadium made you hyped. The two schools that are competing are none other than two of the most prestigious schools in your country, and given to you that this is the semifinals means there's more to it after this one.

And you wanted to see your school compete once more in the Grand Finals.

The game started and you cheered for Jake and his team. They were doing good, you were having a positive thought on this game however you'd already expect the other team to hog scores a few minutes into the match. Being that this is the semifinals, competition would be difficult.

You spent the whole game just yelling and cheering at any given time, to the point that you finally felt the sting on your throat, causing your voice to rasp and unable to reach your voice at a high volume. So instead of forcing your voice to yell, you just sat and watched the game quietly.

As you watch everyone, your eyes went from anyone else on your brother's team to only a certain teammate of his.

He was cute, even better at playing than Jake in your opinion.

His hair was elegant, even if he's sweaty, his hair looked like it's been newly washed, in basic terms, fresh even. His eyes were sinister yet looked so adorable.

Your eyes were locked onto his figure, and when he shot the ball you quickly stood up, screaming "Yeah!" with your distorted voice, not even considering your current sore throat.

Sieun and Keeho were too focused to notice that you started cheering for one player only. After all, their support was on the whole decelis basketball team, so they wouldn't send suspicious glances on your way.

After a few more rounds, with Decelis leading, an unexpected circumstance may have cost a few points off of Decelis.

And you weren't expecting that you would partly be the reason why.

You were just about to get your phone

As another Decelis member makes his way on the court, he stops just a few steps in front of you. Your eyes gazing at the man then back to the one you seem to have all the attention on, passing the ball to the guy in front of you.

You saw the ball getting tossed to the player in front of you, yet suddenly he dodges. You on the other hand, was unable to move at the exact time you see the ball going directly to you.

…

"So… that's what happened...?" You raised a brow. Sitting comfortably on the infirmary bed as you were just all ears on the whole story you got here.

The other nods guiltily, having his head lowered as he does so. Stealing glances on your way.

Your memories slowly gathered in your head, and the last thing you realized is that this was the man you had all your attention to earlier during the game.

Your mind sets elsewhere other than the worrisome point of the whole predicament, you were giggling in your conscience that this was destined to happen… Of course, you had delusions get the best of you, though you were still able to show a calm and collected demeanor.

"I'm so sorry by the way, I didn't mean to," He took a deep breath, "I was surprised when Yeonjun dodged it. I didn't even know I passed it really hard."

He now had the courage to look at your state. His eyes correspond to a frightened puppy and you were not gonna lie that it was adorable to see him feel so disappointed in himself for a minor ruckus.

You didn't even have a bruise or a black eye, you just had a mild concussion, laying unconscious until you finally opened your eyes returning you to your normal state.

But if you were in his shoes, you'd totally feel the same as him now.

"I'm so sorry, I had to insist of backing out from the game in the meantime to look after you,"

"Jake was supposed to be the one here but I insisted on staying since I'm the one who you know…" He hit his hand as it was gestured to a C. You perked up your lips at his demonstration, also finding his constant apologies quite adorable.

He really did regret it a lot, though you didn't mind.

"Hey, it's fine. I don't think it's that serious. "You reassured, the other only gazed at you intently.

"You don't have to worry about it, I'm perfectly fine… But besides that now, I haven't seen you before," Riki's eyebrow rose, not expecting those words.

"Maybe because I barely visit my brother's practices but I swear when I do, I never see you practicing with them."

"Oh, I must've not been in them… Sometimes I don't attend practices for reasons, so maybe you came to watch when I wasn't in them? Just maybe." He gushed, you only sat to hear more of his stories… You slowly faw over his presence as he talks about his likes, dislikes, favorite places, and basketball stories all in a span of 10 minutes. You couldn't imagine if Jake was the one to look over you instead, he'd probably make fun of you while you were unconscious or so.

Well, Jake isn't actually like that, you were just thankful to have him give in and prioritize winning for his team rather than looking after you and costing them a few more points. Which led him to look after you…

Who's… him?

Your eyes widen to the man talking in front of you, unaware of his name during the whole conversation. How can both of you be this dunce at the same time.

As you were about to ask for his name, he stood up. "I better head back to the game, since you're feeling much better now,"

You only nodded in response.

"I'll tell Jake his girlfriend is doing okay!"

Hold up— What?

You winced confusingly at the words that left his mouth. He's getting the wrong idea.

As his figure fades any further you yelled a "wait!" On his way, the boy frighteningly stopped his tracks, facing you once more.

"Let me introduce myself…" You spoke up, a mere suggestion for him to do the same as well.

"O-Oh… OH!— I'm sorry, I think I introduced myself when you were still unconscious on that bed… I'm Nishimura Riki! I'm in my 4th year."

"Oh… I'm also a 4th year student."

Riki subconsciously tilt his head, as if he's questioning so much just by the similar years you two are in.

"I didn't know Jake likes girls way below his age."

You winced once more. This was a gross assumption, you couldn't imagine being in this type of situation yet you're here now.

"I'm Y/N," You paused for absolutely no reason, probably for the effect.

"I'm Jake's sister."

Riki's heart sank, immediately having countless daggers of embarrassment stabbed him way through all of his body. He couldn't imagine this was happening, he genuinely thought that you were dating their captain. When he saw you and two other people going through a tough crowd in order to get into the three vacant seats so close to the court, he thought you were one of the prettiest among the crowds. It was silly of him to think that to a random girl of course, though having your presence made him more competitive and encouraged him to do his best in order for you to see him shine (and indirectly impress you).

He did feel quite disappointed when their team captain, Sim Jaeyun, ran towards you and you began ruffling his hair so cutely. Losing his hope and backing out on his interest to you since he didn't wanna meddle in relationships he shouldn't be in, also he doesn't like when their captain gets angry, and common knowledge is that homewrecking is absolutely bad.

Tracing his thoughts back to reality, his face slowly turned tinted red, flustered at the utter embarrassing assumption that he held with himself for the whole time he looked after you.

"I… I am.. I'm- I'm so sorry!" He freaked out.

"I didn't know, so I assumed you two— Why did I even assume that you two were a thing?! "

"Why did you?" You questioned calmly, a cheeky smile plastered on your face, cutting off his freaking out state.

"I-It's just I saw… you teasing Jake earlier, like messing his hair and all— so yeah, you were doing that before the match started and I just thought there was a romantic kick to it, you know?"

"And you looked at our way because…?"

"I looked to your way because you were the most prettiest girl I have ever seen and I kept my eyes on you for the remainder of the time you and your friends were reaching to the vacant seats near the court, that I also assumed that Jake saved for you and your friends…" The man inhaled deeply as he said all of that in one breath.

You could only widen your eyes at his confession, subconsciously perking the edges of your lips at how adorable he is when he's this flustered.

"I'm sorry I think I said too much—"

"No no, don't be… I think that's really sweet of you." You held your screams of triumph in, wanting to stay calm and collected.

"Since you said that, I'll just say that you also caught my attention while you were on the court,"

You paused, your heart picking up an intense pace, your eyes locking to his.

"I'm kinda glad I got you to look after me rather than my annoying brother." You joked, rolling your eyes at the mention of your brother.

"Hey, your brother was actually really worried when you got… you know."

"I knew he would be."

You both exchanged warm smiles, repeatingly nodding your head's at each silent thought.

"You should probably go back now, they need you there."

"Oh right! Are you gonna go back… also?"

"I will, I won't miss you owning that court...

Just like earlier. "

Riki's smile widens, more encouraged than ever to go back to the game and show you what he can really do.

"I'll look for you after the game, I promise."

author's note— I'm back from my hiatus!! kinda, i think?? I have a few more wips that I'm working on so i may be able to upload them in a few days or weeks! I rlly miss tumblr and writing pls pls pls bear w me w this one... I'm just trying to get my vocab juice going after a long time of writers block 😭 anw i hope u enjoy!!

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can i request ateez reaction to yoh falling asleep on the couch when waiting for them to comeback from work?

ateez when they find their s/o asleep on the couch

genre: fluffiest fluff, tad bit of angst in wooyoung's

word count: 1k

warnings: none

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hongjoong

hongjoong never expected you to stay up for him. i mean, who are we kidding? he comes back home at the most atrocious times, varying from the early hours of the morning with caffeine stilling running in his system. but you are so persistent; it's hard to persuade you otherwise. you're always so determined to stay awake until he gets back.

only this time you fell asleep.

hongjoong smiled fondly at the sight before him. his favourite person splayed out on the couch, a blanket lazily covering your body and the tv blaring on dimly in the background. he couldn't stop smiling at the sight as he took a neat photo with you, definitely adding it to his photography collection. you looked so gorgeous. so calm and unaware of him even coming in. there was nothing that truly warmed his heart more than the perfect sight of you.

seonghwa

seonghwa chuckled warmly as he approached your sleeping body quietly. he wasn't surprised to find you asleep when he did; it was late and he knew what time you needed to get up in the morning.

"y/n-ahh," he whispered softly, taking one of your earphones out that was playing his own asmr video (which helped you drift off to sleep when he wasn't there.) "you shouldn't be here, you should be in bed," his critical tone was soft as he watched you stir and yawn.

without another word, he picked up your sleeping form into his arms and walked to the bedroom, placing you gently on your side of the bed and tucking you in securely.

yunho

yunho lent against the door frame and grinned widely as he watched you sleeping. he couldn't help but laugh as you continued to snore your head off in a very humorous manner. he just had to take a video of you like this, for future purposes, of course.

but it wasn't like you to sleep on the couch, that was for sure. he hoped you hadn't stayed up just for him but he knew that was the case.

not wanting to wake you, he tiptoed over to you and placed a fluffy blanket on top of you, making sure you were warm and comfortable. then, he went to get showered and changed, a small smile playing on his lips at the thought of how adorable you were.

yeosang

your book laid on top of your face as if you were some sort of loveable cartoon character, written into a tv show for comedic and endearing effect. yeosang couldn't help but laugh, wondering how on earth you weren't being suffocated by the heavy pages of the book.

on lifting the book off your face, relieving you from the pressure, you blinked your eyes open.

"why are you on the couch?" yeosang mused, settling down next to you and snaking an arm around your shoulder.

"i was waiting for you," you say, rubbing your eyes roughly. yeosang's heart fluttered, though he would never admit it. he smiled and pulled you against him.

"well that's very sweet of you, jagi," he mumbled shyly and kissed the top of your head.

san

"aww baby you didn't stay up for me did you?"

san pouts cutely as he looks at your half-dazed expression, waking up from your snooze on the couch.

you had done this before for him; staying up for when he gets home. it's only because it was so hard to sleep without him. both your bodies were now trained to find comfort in each other presence, and it was genuinely difficult to drift off to sleep if the other wasn't there.

so san snuggled on the couch with you, enclosing you tightly in his arms. he felt so loved that you thought to stay up for him yet again. he felt so blessed to have you in his arms once again.

mingi

"i just missed you so much."

that sentence brought tears into mingi's eyes as he walked over to the couch, which you lay on, quite comfortable in waiting for him to return home.

he felt like he didn't deserve such kindness, such pure love from you. after such a long, tiring, physically and emotionally exhausting day, there was nothing he needed to hear more than that.

he immediately went to you and curled up in your arms, holding you close to him and kissing you deeply. and he wondered how a person could feel so like home.

wooyoung

"you shouldn't have stayed up for me."

"why? i can do what i want."

"yeah but it's way too late, i don't want you to lose sleep because of me."

wooyoung felt guilty. he felt guilty about not being there when you needed him, but most of all when he came back much later than usual. time seemed to disappear and he felt so worried that you were being affected by this.

"i love you," you said sternly. "i love you and i will stay up for you." you crossed your arms and sunk back into the sofa. wooyoung tutted and laid next to you in a cuddly grumble. he knew how stubborn you were. but that made him love you just as much.

"fine, do what you want."

"oh i will."

jongho

jongho shakes you gently awake. "jagi~" his voice sounds melodic, which is surprising considering he has been singing all day. you are always surprised at how his vocal cords can manage. but of course, this is jongho. he is stronger in all aspects.

"y/n, wake up~" jongho poked at your cheek as you toss and turned, waking up slowly and mumbling something.

"you should be in bed, why are you in the living room?" jongho questioned, tucking a strand of hair elegantly behind your ear.

"i was waiting for you to get back from work," you said with one eye open. he felt a bubble of joy in his heart, feeling very much needed and loved by you. this was more than he could ever wish for.

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FIENDSHIP IS MAGIC  

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An Anthro *Tail* of the Mane Six

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Rarity stepped up and joined Pinkie. “That sounds utterly delightful, my sweet Kin. Do include me as well. I have heard that Saddle Arabian dances do more than just tease.” She paused for effect before adding, “They are great exercise too!”

Both Kin and Pinkie giggled at her jest. Kin though did nod, “In fact, that is exactly right, if humorously put, Love. Shall we adorn ourselves in your lovely costumes?”

Pinkie slid into her wide satin dancing belt ornamented with rich gold looking fringe trims and row after row of light gold or silver colored coins. The others were getting into theirs as well, filling the room with a light chiming and tinkling from the many “coins.”

Kin and Pinkie were taken by surprise by a part of the costumes that had been concealed under the wide belts. Black lace topped fine fishnet hose! As Rarity was unrolling and pulling hers to fit snugly, with seams straight up the backs of her shapely legs, she informed the others, “I know that these aren't traditional at all, but I really was not thinking about the costumes being used for actual dancing! That's why we have garters for these hose and no panties at all!”

By the time that she had finished, Pinkie had hers on, the garters fastened neatly and was fitting her hooves into soft dancing slippers. Lastly, she had taken her dancing bra that was of matching satin and ornimented the same as her belt. That left a skirt made of colorfully dyed sheer gauze in two panels, both reaching from the belt to mid calf.

A quiet realization dawned as she examined the panels. “These tiny weights go to the bottom? How does it fasten? Oh, I see. These are meant to come off, aren't they?”

Kin nodded seriously, “Correct, Pinkie. While they are on, the weights will help the skirts to have the proper sway and swirl, while showing off lots of leg between the front and back panels. Later, we remove them one at a time for some seriously great looking veil work. You will see when I have given you the dance's reflexes and moves.”

Pinkie nodded, “I sort of know what you mean, my mare. I have seen a few demonstrations of Saddle Arabian dance. Rare made these outfits for more fun than just dancing!”

Her busy fingers twiddled with her bra's left shoulder strap. Most of the cup came away in her hand, leaving only a shelf under the now nearly bare pink boob. Her nipple stood out proud.

Without batting an eyelash, Kin gave a lewd look as she snickered, Saddle Arabian dance is not a strip tease! No reason at all that it can't become one though!”

Pinkie nodded thoughtfully as she re attached the bra cup, “We don't have a Saddle Arabian number in the big strip show. We ought to get Foamy and Clarice to look things over. It could be a fun thing to have in the show.”

Kin nodded briskly, “It really could but first you should learn to dance this way, so that we can show them. OK?”

Pinkie, snuggled up close simply nodded. Kin began what looked almost like a massage starting at the back of her head and working gently down her spine to the middle of her back.

Letting Pinkie go, she told her, “There, you are all done. You will still need to learn how to use those things that I have given you, but which you cannot feel yet. Wait for the music, then you will understand.”

Holding her arms out to Rarity, Kin invited, “Your turn now, my Sweet Love.”

Rarity snuggled close in her arms, enjoying the simple pleasure of contact with her. Kin repeated the same gentle, almost fondling dance of her hand from the back of her love's head, down to her mid back.

Releasing her, she told them, “Pinkie, put away that mirror! Now, finger cymbals (these are called zills, by the way) at the ready, pose like this for your starting position!”

As she was stretching into position, a look of comprehension drifted across her face. “Oh, so that's how it goes! Uh, Kin, I was inviting Foamy and Clarice to come and watch. They've never done choreography for Saddle Arabian dances and really want to see it!”

Kin nodded, “I'll let them in when they get here, Pinkie. Now, music!”

A pattering drum line began, with a flute joining in over the rhythm! All three mares began to sway in time, their zills clattering in unison with the music. The others were watching in awe. Kin's smoothly practiced hip lifts while holding her upper torso near perfectly still as she turned about were nearly entrancing. And this, they knew was barely the beginning!

Both Rarity and Pinkie, still keeping up the rhythm of their zills almost instinctively, began to get the hang of starting the back sway that the hip lift forced to happen from the bottom of their ribs instead of using the whole torso.

With looks of delight, both students got it at almost the same moment! Their movements became suddenly fluid in a way that they never had before! Pinkie began to work in moving her now vertical upper torso from side to side as she danced around in slow turn.

Rarity thoughtfully lowered her upper arms to nearly horizontal and, using only her shoulders, still maintaining that vertical rib cage, doing shoulder lifts, counter to her hip lifts!

Pinkie saw what she was doing as she turned to face Rarity and laughed with joy as she began working her shoulders too!

They both saw their mentor smiling with pleasure at the progress of her pupils. They then noticed that her tail was not a simple flag behind her, wagging to her hip movements! She was managing to keep it from side to side movement at all as it swished almost perfectly up and down! As soon as she was sure that her students were following her tail's movement, she added a side to side flair that resulted in her tail becoming a flowing circle, moving counter to the motion of her hips!

As fast as her eager students absorbed the movement, she smoothly converted it to a side to side swish. She began using the short time that she was on a hoof or the other during the hip lifts, to begin a spin that brought her skirts out in a flair about her! Kin spun about, not pausing any of her dance, shoulders, back, hips or tail! Her legs that had been flashing and showing briefly earlier were now on full active and sensual display!

The others after only a few tries got the moves down pat!

Kin slowed to a hip wriggling, belly rolling stop, facing them as she began to first, twitch slowly and then faster, make her tits shimmy side to side, while back to the basic hip lifting but accompanied by her tail swirling about first into a circle and then flowing smoothly into figure eight!

Just as the others got the whole set of moves flowing smoothly and, admittedly erotically, there came a tap at the door. Kin used her magic to open it without stopping the music or the whole dance!

It was not the expected Foamy and Clarice. It was a drop jawed AJ! She made a production of shutting the door before speaking, “Durn! Can't turn my back on you guys for a minute! What you doin' there sure look like fun! Wish that I knowed how to wiggle like that there!”

Kin had allowed the music to stop. “Come on in, AJ! Watch out what you wish for around here! That could easily happen! Neither of these lovely mares knew a single step of Saddle Arabian dance less than an hour ago!”

Adding a happy grin, she went on, “I see that you are wearing some of those fun “play clothes” that we made you!”

“Ah has. You give me this here sexy bod and them fun clothes. Added what Pinks there done mention about just walkin about making stallion balls blast, Ah had to try it!” She snickerd, cheeks blushing some behind her freckles. “She was right, sort of. Wasn't just stallions, neither. Three mares done propositioned me. I could'ave made three hundred bits!”

“That's neat, AJ, but why come here?”

“Ah wanted to thank you fer it all. Ah done discovered two things just lately. First, Ah likes Mares a whole lot, but second, Ah likes bein' the center of attention too. That there shy was 'cause cause Ah didn't think Ah was really purty.

“Was you serious about showin me how ta dance like that? Yeh, Ah really would like ta be able ta do that. Watched through the window a little 'fore Ah knocked. Ah sorta 'spected something like that from you, Kin, bein' who you are, but Rare an Pinks? That blowed me away!”

Rarity clattered her zills for attention and pointed to the work table. “You want to learn, AJ? Got you a costume right there. Let Kin do her thing to help you learn the reflexes and how some moves work. The dance will grow on you like you are remembering it. It's amazing, really.”

TO BE CONTINUED

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Fields of Gold

Summary: Jesse is home on leave and he has a special surprise planned for you.

Pairing: Jesse x GN!Reader

Warnings/Tags: 18+, MINORS DNI!; Smut, Oral (male receiving), Penetrative sex, Nauseating levels of fluff because it’s Jesse and I love him

Word Count: 2.5k

A/N: @cobaltbeam​ created this ABSOLUTELY INCREDIBLE artwork of Jesse taking a well-deserved nap in a field of flowers and butterflies and it sent me into a spiral because Jesse deserves the whole world. Comments, reblogs, and feedback are always welcome! And go show the original art ALL the love too!

Ao3

It’s late afternoon, almost early evening, and the light glows golden as it falls on Jesse’s face. He’s lying with one arm resting on his chest and the other bent above him, his hand cradling the back of his head. The yellow and white flowers surround him in a bright sea of delicate colors, moving in waves as the buds sway in the light air. His eyes are closed, and the soft breaths that leave his slightly parted lips tell you he’s walking in that fragile land that lies somewhere between wake and sleep. 

You could lie here for hours staring at him. You watch as a gentle breeze flutters his dark eyelashes. You trace the lines of the cog tattoo with your eyes, wanting to reach out and touch him but also wanting him to have the rest that he so deserves. You’ve never seen him look this serene. A small smile sits at the edges of his lips and you wonder what he’s dreaming of.

It was Jesse’s idea to go for a picnic. You were just happy to have him planet-side for a while and would’ve been content no matter what, even if the two of you had just holed up together in your apartment for the whole weekend while he caught up on sleep. Instead, he surprised you, as he always did in one way or another. Even after dating for so long, Jesse never failed to keep you on your toes, whether with his sense of adventure or sense of humor. 

Today, it was the former. It started with a knock at your door. Even though you knew who would be there when you opened it, your heart still skipped a beat when the durasteel slid open to reveal your boyfriend. Jesse stood, leaning on the frame, dressed in a white t-shirt and jeans, with an easy grin on his face and his hands pushed into his pockets.

“Come on, mesh’la.” 

He reached out and tugged you from your apartment. He twirled and spun you as you made your way down to the first floor of your building, asking after your day and admiring your outfit. His speeder bike was parked just outside your building and in moments, he whisked you off across the city.

It was a beautiful day on Coruscant. The weather control system meant the temperature was always pleasant, but a breeze today kept the usual smog from amassing over the tops of the buildings. Jesse flew through the skylanes until you reached the highest levels of the city. You held your hands wrapped tight around his waist. Speeder bikes always made you a little nervous, and while you trusted Jesse with your life, he wasn’t a slow flyer. 

Finally, he pulled to a stop in front of an ornate durasteel building on the very top level of Coruscant. He helped you from the bike with a hand, and a small, flourishing bow quickly followed with a goofy smile. You finally noticed the basket when he reached to take it from the back of the bike. It was a wicker basket, just like the one from the holofilms, the ones full of couples who wooed and were married and could do all the things that you and Jessie never could with this war going on. You gave him a questioning look, but he returned your raised eyebrow with a wink and teasing words. 

“You’ll see, cyare.”

Then, he nudged you down the alley behind the building with little other direction. There, you found a fire escape that led up to the roof. Jesse took the basket in his teeth and began to climb, leading the way up the ladder. You gulped as you watched him ascend, but, one limb at a time, you pulled yourself up and followed him. You would always follow Jesse.

When you got to the top, Jesse was there to help you clamber over the railing and onto the roof. A large glass building took up most of the space. The windows were tinted, and you couldn’t see inside. But even through the dark cast, the building seemed to glow, and you could sense, beneath the stillness of the glass, a vibration, like whatever was inside was anxiously waiting to burst forth into the world. Jesse frowned, scrunching his nose as he glanced around, looking for something. He spotted it, tugging you along again to a window on the east side of the building. After feeling along the frame, he pushed in two spots and slid the window upward, revealing an opening big enough for him to crawl through. He pulled himself up on his forearms and scrambled through the window before he turned back to you. You couldn’t see behind him. Whatever was inside created a radiance that shone golden around Jesse as he held his hand out to you. You could hear what almost sounded like the call of birds.

“What is this place?” You asked, trying to peer around him and past the bright light.

“Some senator had a biodome built from their home world.” Jesse glanced around again, making sure no one was watching from other rooftops while you hesitated. “Trees, flowers, animals, and all that.”

A senator? Your jaw dropped a little just and you could feel your heart thud at the risk of it all.

“Jesse, are we going to get in trouble?” You found yourself doing your own frantic glance around.

“Nah, she’s off-world.” Jesse shrugged. “Besides, Fives told me he comes here all the time.”

“That’s not reassuring.” You wrinkled your nose as you turned back to him.

“Come on, you think I didn’t do my own recon? It’s safe.” Jesse held out a hand. “Trust me?”

You sighed and weaved your fingers through his.

“Always.”

He pulled you through the window, settling you gently onto the ground. You looked down to steady yourself and found your feet had disappeared into long grass. You snapped your head up to look at Jesse. He grinned at your shock. Then, the both of you turned to take in the terrain. A gasp left your lips.

“Wow.”

You’d never seen colors like this. Lush, emerald trees hugged the edges of the building and towered over the two of you. The leafy giants brushed the glass ceiling and obscured the city outside, letting only the sunlight in. The long grass beneath your feet rolled up to a small hill, where it was overtaken by ankle-high yellow and white flowers. Cerulean butterflies swooped from one delicate petal to the next. From deep within the trees, you could hear birds singing and rustling the branches as they made their way along invisible flight paths, well hidden by the dense canopy. You felt your eyes go wide as you took it all in. Next to you, Jesse didn’t seem as surprised by the scenery. Instead, his face was brimming with joy. He had been to planets all over the galaxy; some you’d heard of, many more you hadn’t, and a few that weren’t even on any holomap. He had seen more landscapes than you could even imagine. The difference was that this was just for him. Just for him and you. 

Excitement barreled down on the two of you as the freedom and beauty of this small heaven overwhelmed you. Jesse whooped as he took your hand again and pulled you, running through the field until you were tripping over each other. You both tumbled to the ground, rolling through the soft, tangled meadow. Letting out a loud laugh that echoed off the glass and sent the unseen birds flapping from their perches, Jesse pulled you into his lap and captured your lips with his.

He nipped at your bottom lip, begging entrance to your mouth, which you gave without hesitation. The kiss became furious and it was as though he had been holding himself back since the moment you opened your door for fear you never would have made it from your apartment. You were panting by the time he finally pulled away from you. A glint remained in his eyes and he bit his lip as if he was having second thoughts about breaking the kiss, especially at the sight of you breathing just a little heavier. Finally, he sighed and a sideways smile crossed his face. 

“Come on,” He reached for the basket, spared in the tumble to the ground. “Let’s eat, cyare.”

Now, after being sated with the simple meal of bread and cheese and the little bit of wine that he had brought, you both laze among the wildflowers. The small blue butterflies dance around the two of you, flying along the nectar sweet breeze that permeates the air. You watch as one butterfly flits closer and closer to him, lazily flying from one yellow flower to the next until it, drunk on its own sweet meal, finds a rest on Jesse’s nose.

He slowly blinks, sleep falling from his eyes.

“Hey, little guy.” He says, making cross-eyes at his new friend.

Your heart swells. He feels you looking at him and turns to you with a crooked grin. The butterfly lingers for just a moment but then Jesse stretches both of his arms above his head and the butterfly spins back up into the air, onwards in its search for the sweetest flower in the field.

After he stretches, Jesse reaches for you. He pulls you up into him so you’re laying on his chest. You start to giggle until you look up to meet his eyes and then it dies softly on your lips. The look in his eyes is hungry. He tucks his chin to his chest, staring at you as he brings a hand to your jawline. His lips surge forward and meet yours. The kiss is just as hungry as before and he doesn’t pull away this time. Instead, he deeps it, slowly sucking on your tongue and making you moan into his mouth. You press yourself to him. You feel him begin to harden beneath you.

“You said no one is here, right?” You ask as you glance around one last time to be sure.

He nods, gaping just a little bit at the suggestion. Even in the heat of the moment, the idea of Jesse being at a loss for words brings a small smirk to your face. Sliding down so you’re sitting on his knees, you reach for his fastener and undo his pants. You grip the waist of both his pants and his underwear and pull them down under his hips to reveal Jesse’s hard member. You glance up at Jesse to find his slack-jawed look replaced with a dewy-eyed smile. He’s in awe of you and you want to spoil him for it. He brings his hand to your cheek and you tilt your head into his palm, pressing your lips against his rough pad. Then you turn your attention back to his already weeping cock.

You take him, thick and wanting, in your hands as you lower yourself down to meet him. He lets out a little whine as you give his heavy cock an experimental squeeze. Slowly, you lick a long stripe up the underside, tracing your way along the soft skin until you reach the spongy top. You take him into your mouth, teasing the sensitive tip with your tongue. You look up at him. His eyes are closed again but this time, you know what he’s thinking of. You watch his brows furrow in an effort to control himself as you take him further in, letting him hit the back of your throat. You hollow out your cheeks and suck, pulling a groan of pleasure from him. He begins to pant as your tongue swirls around him, bringing him closer and closer to the edge.

“Fuck, mesh’la.” The words that fall from his lips are heated.

You relax as best you can before you swallow, taking him whole in your mouth. He lets out a cry, and his hands shoot to your shoulders as his hips thrust upward. You feel a tap on your cheek and look up, releasing him. You find Jesse looking down at you, already wrecked, but you know what he wants. Quickly, he pulls you up to meet him. You slip your own garments off your legs, tossing them to the side.

You straddle his hips as you rise. You kiss him again. The way he meets your lips is sweet and gentle, a stark contrast to the way he moves beneath you, searching for friction. After a moment, you pull away, pushing yourself up off his chest. You lift your hips so that you’re hovering over him. He slots his cock at your entrance. Jesse’s eyes lock onto yours as you slide home. You still for a moment, completely connected with him in every way.

“When all this is over, we’re going to find a place like this.” Jesse’s voice is low, and his hands find your waist, gripping you with a strength that reminds you of the soldier that he was bred to be. “A place where I can have you like this all the time.”

After giving you the moment to adjust, he slowly starts to roll his hips up into you, letting you feel every inch of him while he moves at a languid pace. He doesn’t stop moving as he keeps speaking.

“We’ll go on picnics, and I’ll pick you flowers, and maybe we’ll get a tooka.”

You giggle, joining his movements with your own experimental roll of the hips. His eyes darken.

“You want a tooka?” You raise an eyebrow at him.

Jesse just groans.

“No more tooka talk right now.” 

He thrusts up into your warmth with a new force. You moan at the sudden friction. Jesse bites his lip. He does it again and then again until you’re riding up and down on his length until he’s stretching you out and filling you up. You pushed his shirt up to run your hand along his core. He reaches for your most sensitive place, sending new pleasure coursing through you as he plays with you in the way he knows will turn you into a writhing mess. It isn’t long until you’re coming apart for him. You call out his name as your legs stiffen and you release. Pleasure courses through your body and you collapse onto him. A few more thrusts and Jesse quickly follows. Bliss and exhaustion overtake you, and you crumble fully into his arms. He holds you tight as he runs his fingers through your hair. You close your eyes, and as you whisper praises of love to the man holding you, you drift into your own half-dream, no sweeter than the one you’re living now.

It’s late when Jesse rouses you. The only light coming through the glass now is that of the neon city lights. He helps you dress, and the two of you gather up the last remnant of the picnic. With one last glance back at this little bit of paradise, you and Jesse slip out of the window and into a more familiar world. You carry the empty basket this time. Jesse has a bouquet of wildflowers that he insisted on picking for you. The stars are out over Coruscant now. Before you can reach for the fire escape, Jesse pulls you in for one last rooftop kiss, and you swear he’s still glowing with that golden hour light. You hope it never fades.

tags: @sleepingsun501​, @cobaltbeam​

[goodoldcharley]

Attention: Long post (fanfiction)

Recently @businesscalamity pointed out that there aren't enough Armand Gamache fanfictions out there. That's 100% true. I decided that something had to be done about it. And while I haven't written any ffs in years, I can now proudly say "I'm back at it". What started as an idea now already turned into something bigger than I first intended, so it will take some time, especially since English isn't my native tongue. But lovely people like @gmache and @illiana-mystery who already read my first few drafts were nothing but encouraging and supportive *thank you so much*

What to expect? A mix of show and book universe, humor, food, mentor relationship, unrequited (really?) feelings, fluff, drama, intimacy (rating M I'd say) and a desperate attempt to stay as true to the characters as possible... Oh, and there is a new rookie in town (OC, who would have guessed)...

If you read this far, congratulations!

No, honestly thank you for bearing with me

Have a short excerpt from Chapter 4 to get in the mood. Comments and reblogs are welcome... Have fun...

*throwing text in and running off*

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Chapter 4 (a look back)

“You should try Gabri’s pasta, it’s delicious!”, Gamache praised. He had been talking about blueberry pancakes and croissants the last 15 minutes. It seemed he had now moved on from breakfast to lunch. Her own stomach grumbled quietly in response, reminding her that a mug of hot coffee wasn’t really a sufficient meal. Maybe she’d grab something there… if they ever made it.

Tensely she sat in the backseat, right behind Gamache, desperately holding on to his seat as Jean-Guy raced over the bumpy road. A soft ping notified them that the navigation system had finally lost the last satellite. Leaning forward to check the tiny digital map, it seemed they were driving right into the middle of nowhere. Another bump made her hit her head against Gamache’s head rest.

“Careful back there in the cheap seats…”, groaning she glared at Beauvoir who completely ignored her though, keeping his eyes on the road, staring straight forward. Rubbing her temple, she shifted back, unconsciously pulling the seat belt tighter. She begged it wasn’t far anymore. Before their boss could move on to possible dinner suggestions, Beauvoir darted in:

“Speaking of being careful, shouldn’t you warn our rookie about the crazy duck lady, Patron?”

Gamache chuckled and adjusted his glasses. They kept sliding down his nose with every pot hole the car hit. And it seemed Beauvoir was determined to hit as many as human possible.

“Lady, really?” Gamache wouldn’t particularly call Ruth Zardo a lady. Forrest-witch would probably be the very first thing that came to his mind when he thought of the old poet and her pet duck Rosa.

“Well, have to watch my language, Patron, minors present”. Beauvoir pointed behind, right at her.

A deep frown appeared upon her face. Annoyed with herself she registered that a blush crept up her cheeks, too. She hated it when Beauvoir made fun of her being a rookie. However, Gamache started to laugh and turning in his seat, he wink at her playfully. His smile and laugh were always so contagious, she couldn't help but smile, too. Her blush deepened even further. If he noticed, he didn’t comment, instead, leaning closer towards her, he lowered his voice as if he was about to hand out classified information. The only thing giving him away was the boyish twinkle in his brown eyes as he whispered:

“Whatever you do, beware of the woman… the duck is harmless…”

”Alright, Sir!”, she said in all seriousness which made his grin even wider.

“We’re there, Patron”

The car climbed the final meters to the top of the hill and came to hold. Curiously, she shifted in her seat, leaning forward between the two man, taking in the scenery in front of her for the very first time.

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[dramamelon]

Closest of Friends

Day 6: new rituals Rating: M (overall) Chararcters: Drift, Ratchet, Rodimus, Thunderclash Tags: Minimal Editing, Fluff and Humor, Old Married Couple, Polyamory, Old Loves Rekindled, Drunken Shenanigans, Making Out, Light Petting Fic Summary: Drift and Ratchet are living their soft and cozy lives together way out in the quiet serenity of rural lands that sit on the edge of the wild. They're good with this, couldn't ask for more. Then more comes anyway by way of the past, as it always does.

Note: Just a heads up! This week is focused on Dratchet emotionally, but it is working toward a polycule! (Which will be explored in April during Polyship Week.)

Written for Dratchet Party March 2023! 🥳 AO3 link in reblog!

"Show me how it's done?" Drift repeated, then barked with laughter that nearly unseated him from Rodimus' lap. "Yeah, you do that, Party Ambulance." He patted the back of Ratchet's neck, leaning in close to smirk in his face. "Don't forget how much I taught you... sweetspark."

He sputtered and moved back as Ratchet took a page out of his playbook, shoving a hand in Drift's face. "Outta the way, catboy," Ratchet said, chuckling as he leaned deeper between Drift and Rodimus. "I've got an old beau to slobber all over."

Drift dragged Ratchet's hand out of the way just in time to watch as his conjunx pressed his lips to those of Thunderclash. From the soft intake of air—the dumbstruck acknowledgment from Rodimus that he, too, found the sight entirely welcome to continue—Drift allowed himself to observe with the fullest and most prurient attention he could give the spectacle.

As awe-inspiring as it had been to watch Ratchet take such firm control of Rodimus' mouth, Drift found himself suddenly and utterly speechless at the sight he now witnessed. His spark pulsed hard, his fans clicked to ever higher speeds to combat the heat being thrown by his revving engine, and his array…. Well, if he shifted just right, the intimate slosh of the pooling fluid captured within would be embarrassingly apparent to all four of them. And the pings to bare it all played like a cacophony of riotous sound and shape across his HUD. With all the engex in his system, it took a couple tries to swipe them away for the nuisance they were.

Refocusing on the show he was being gifted, Drift dragged a fingertip along his own lower lip for want of more turned his own way. He wasn't quite sure how to describe it, but there was something in the way Ratchet and Thunderclash kissed that seemed to dig much deeper than anything best friends with benefits could rightly explain. That managed to bank the heat of his ardor enough that he could think beyond the priming glow of petting and engex. At his hips, Rodimus' grip softened and stroked along his armor with a gentle tingle in his field that went a long way toward providing the answer. Drift's spark twisted with the long subsumed hurt suddenly catapulted from the dark recesses he'd stuffed it into. He knew what he watched because he felt it, too.

Tugging Rodimus' hands from his plating, Drift curled his fingers into those belonging to his best friend. He didn't attempt to say anything—Rodimus didn't know enough hand to make it worth the effort under the influence of so much drink, anyway. Drawing in a deep breath of cooling night air, Drift set a memo to remind him they all really needed to talk when they were sober. That was for later, though.

A hand waved in front of him as someone—Ratchet—asked, "You back with us?"

Drift blinked and lifted his gaze that had somehow wandered away to where his hands were joined with Rodimus' again. A flush washed over his cheeks as he took in the quietly amused look on Ratchet's face. With a curled finger under Drift's chin, Ratchet tilted his helm back the tiniest bit. The flutter of a medical scan tingled through him for a moment before he swatted Ratchet's hand away and declared, "I'm fine, Ratty." Then he smirked and added, "You done kissing your boyfriend yet?"

That earned him a grunt of good humor from his conjunx. Ratchet bumped noses with him and pressed the tiniest caress to the corner of his mouth. "If we're going to call him that, then I've only just gotten started. Unless you want to take your turn?"

Rodimus snickered from where he sat back against the bench, ruffling his fingers through Drift's but not pulling them away. "We sound like a bunch of slagging sparklings, deciding amongst ourselves who's kissing who in what order."

"This is very true," Thunderclash said with a nod, slicking the fullness of his bottom lip with his glossa. "So far it seems a little lopsided, though. My count says Ratchet's up to three kisses while I've only gotten one. Since everyone reads as pretty willing to continue to me, who wants to help even it out?" He lifted his hands, stroking one along the shape of Rodimus' helm and reaching out with the other to slide his fingertips along the line of Drift's spinal stack. Rodimus purred, turning into the touch. Drift, however, shivered and found his back bowing as Thunderclash's hand settled in the small of his back. Thunderclash gave him a questioning look, the scarlet optics still blazing hot, but softening at whatever he saw. "Drift, you are willing, aren't you?"

Scoffing, Drift flicked his audial flares with an indignity better showcased on wings and gave Thunderclash the hardest of reprimanding looks his drunken self could manage. "Of course I'm willing! Did you see the way I—"

"Yeah, I did see," Thunderclash interrupted, more of that heat in him rumbling deep in his chest with a rev of his big engine. It calmed a bit, though, when he continued. "With Rod and Ratch, not me. You and I are the ones that don't have a past here, Drift. Not in comparison. Are you really secure enough with Ratch to let me in?"

Like the point of one of his swords, those words pierced the fog of drink and lust that filled Drift's mind. It was only a momentary clarity, though, he knew considering how much extra charge pulsed through his system. He gazed on Thunderclash with speculative optics, freeing his hands and bringing them up to cradle the handsome face that had captured Rodimus and even, at one point, Ratchet. Perhaps even still. The large hand remained on his back, warm and comforting—much like the familiar touches Rodimus and Ratchet continued to offer. With deference to his drink-hampered ability to consider things as quickly as he might otherwise, Drift took his time to simply observe Thunderclash's shifting expression while he gathered his thoughts.

"Drift?"

Extending one fingertip, Drift pressed it against Thunderclash's lips to stop any further words from him. "Shhh," he shushed the big mech. He let the talon hidden in that finger loose again, trailing random swoops and swirls across Thunderclash's cheek. Curls of golden paint followed the movement, but Thunderclash showed no fear even as that talon traveled right beneath his optic. Drift smiled and huffed soft laughter, giving a small shake of his helm. "There was a time when I wouldn't have even had to have known your name," he said as a fresh flood of warmth traveled through his frame. Drift leaned closer, lifting himself from Rodimus' lap. He crawled atop Thunderclash, the big mech's hands shifting to take the place of Rodimus' around his middle, and continued, "The badge might've counted against you, though."

Ratchet's hand landed gently on his shoulder and his lips pressed an encouraging kiss to the back of his neck. Not to be outdone, Rodimus dropped kisses along the sensitive edge of his shoulder kibble, his hands roaming to intimate places on both Drift and Thunderclash. (Judging from the murmurs let loose by Ratchet, Rodimus probably found a way to include him, as well.)

"And what about now?" Thunderclash asked, making no move to rush him. The shift of his optics to meet Ratchet's gaze over Drift's shoulder did not go unnoticed. As a matter of fact, Drift found the reassurance seeking rather endearing.

"Now?" he repeated, making one last little swirling scrape near the outer corner of Thunderclash's optic. "Now, I'm a whole lot pickier about who I share myself with—," he watched as understanding disappointment started to filter into Thunderclash's gaze and hurried to add, "—but you come with very good recommendations from the two people I hold in highest regard."

The way that perked Thunderclash right up, the happy flush it sent across his face, had Drift biting back another laugh. "So…? Does that mean—?"

"Fucking Primus, Drift," Rodimus whined from beside them. "Get to the kissing already!"

That made Drift laugh. He retracted the talon he'd been drawing on Thunderclash with and gave the scrapes a smoothing brush of his fingertip. "And how about you, Ratty? What do you think I should do, being my conjunx and all?"

Ratchet shifted to press against his back, the rumble of his engine sending the sweetest vibrations through Drift's chassis. His strong arms wrapped around Drift's chest, his fingertips curling into the seams of Drift's armor. "The same damn thing I said before," Ratchet said in his gruffest tone into the curve of Drift's neck. "Kisses for everyone. So my suggestion is that you stop talking and—how did you put it? Oh, yeah, I remember. Start sucking face with my best friend."

The suddenly hopeful, cyberpuppy look on Thunderclash's face was utterly charming and Drift would be lying to say he was unaffected. He let his hands slip down the length of Thunderclash's neck to curl his fingers along the edges of his prominent chest plate. "Well, I guess that settles it."

"Yeah," Thunderclash agreed with the small nod, glossa licking over his parted lips again. "Guess it does."

"It does," Ratchet grouched, giving them both a swat with one hand. "Get to it already. We'll all be sober again before it happens at this rate."

"Can't have that," Drift said with a snort and rolling his optics. He offered Thunderclash a smile that was obviously happily returned. The bubble of overcharge splashed over him again, the brief spell of drunken and hesitant clarity gone with the explicit permission now given several times over. It was awkward, a true first-time including unintentional nose bumping, clacking of dentae, and laughter as they attempted to find the best way they fit together. The best part of kissing Ratchet's best friend, however, was the pleased hum from Ratchet himself, both aloud and throughout his field.

[bones-plus-meat]

Tumblr as a community

Early on into this semester we were asked if we thought internet communities were just the same as physical ones, and at the time I considered them to be similar but not wholly the same. I thought of online communities as too niche to really simulate the same scenario, but over the course of my research I’ve come to the conclusion that online communities don’t just resemble physical communities, they fully mirror them. None are a better example of that then maybe Tumblr.com, the disgraced and many times derided blogging plat form.

It seems that over the course of this class I’ve had a real emphasis on Tumblr. I use it for my class posting, I’m focusing on it now, and I plan to use it for the final project. While the reason for that largely is due to the fact that Tumblr is the soil form which I was birthed, it’s also due to the understanding that the website is nearly entirely incomprehensible to the general public. As Aja Romano said during a 2020 interview, “-people just don’t get the basic functionality of Tumblr.”

This in one such way it relates to a physical community, with real barriers to entry and cultural clashes. People don’t understand the edict, what is considered rude and not rude. They don’t know that liking art without rebloging is looked down on, they don’t know that using the default Tumblr icon will get you blocked, they don’t know how to appropriately tag their content. They don’t even understand the basic sense of humor they must be fluent in to grasp the day to day interactions. I can promise you if I said ‘Me and my three weed smoking girlfriends are at the children’s hospital after the human pet guy exploded me with hammers, but Misha said he likes my shoelaces’ it would make close to zero sense to most reasonable people. On Tumblr though the full comprehension of that sentence, and all the nuances, is expected as a form of tacet knowledge.

Tumblr has created its own vernacular and ways of interaction with each other (Bronner pg.23) which is more than a good indication of an independent culture forming. Along with that Tumblr has its own, fairly standardized, values. Years before things like the me too movement, or other such groups, Tumblr was already having in depth conversations about the legal system and mishandling of rape. Feminist thinking was already at a full roar, as well as several other social justice movements. (Popova pg.85) After all, in the words of a long lost Tumblr post, Tumblr is one of the only places where people are presumed queer till proven otherwise. With that a certain level of progressiveness is bound to be present.

Speaking of long forgotten Tumblr posts- That’s another aspect of the sight that makes it even more reminiscent of a physical community. It’s true that the internet is forever, well, except for on a place like Tumblr. Due to the truly disorganized and strange system of tagging and rebloging, most things are simply lost. Posts that you know for a fact exist simply vanish into the wind, and even if you look them up word for word there is a good chance you won’t find them. I myself have gone digging for posts I have personally made and been utterly incapable of relocating them. As such, unless a post is spread widely, there’s a good chance it will all but vanish.

In a way this reminds me of oral traditions. Most of those stories, those times, are gone now. Only that which was spread widely, and recorded by many, had a real chance of survival. And even then, the chances were iffy at best. Tumblr is one of the few places that truly rely on just the internet equivalent of word to mouth. That’s why it’s considered rude to like but not reblog, as likes do functionally nothing on Tumblr. There’s no true algorithm, not really, and the only way to pass information along is to physically reblog posts. To make another copy of someone’s words and place it on your own blog.

The community, as a collective, decides what will be a popular post. Not some code deciding that it was posted at the right time of day to be noticed or used the right tags. This is part of the reason that I suspect Tumblr posts are so frequently used off-site even if those consuming it don’t know. (Ramano pg.65) Unlike most sites the content you see fully found its way due to its own content. There was no post nepotism, or algorithmic miracle. You can’t even see follower counts on tumblr.

This is another way further reflection onto tumblr has shown me just how similar the online world is to real life. The reason most people don’t realize these screenshots they enjoy are from tumblr is there is an inherent bias against Tumblr and its users. This is due to the association between the site, and queer and feminist groups. Spaces deemed more ‘female oriented’ have long been discredited or viewed as lesser, even if the times are more progressive now. Tumblr, though online, is very much suffering from that age old stigma.

Which brings us to the interesting aspect of the screenshots. The archiving of these posts, all the while scrubbing their origins away to make it more palatable. Emily Midkiff and Sara Austin in their paper Journal of the Fantastic in the Arts, remark that there is some difficulty in archiving the taboo. It seems the solution to that problem is simply to strip what is wanted away from its context to make the user feel more comfortable. This has long been the case in history, for almost every marginalized group.

So yes. The online world is much the same as the physical, right down to the bigotry.

Sources

Bronner, Simon J. “Digitizing and Virtualizing Folklore.” Folklore and the Internet: Vernacular Expression in a Digital World, edited by Trevor J. Blank, University Press of Colorado, 2009, pp. 21–66.

Popova, Milena. “Tumblr Time: How Tumblr’s Temporal Features Shape Community Memory and Knowledge.” A Tumblr Book: Platform and Cultures, edited by Allison McCracken et al., University of Michigan Press, 2020, pp. 81–100

Romano, Aja, et al. “Under the Radar: A Conversation about Tumblr in the Public Sphere.” A Tumblr Book: Platform and Cultures, edited by Allison McCracken et al., University of Michigan Press, 2020, pp

Emily Midkiff, Sara Austin Journal of the Fantastic in the Arts, Vol. 31, No. 2 (108) (2020), pp. 179-181 (3 pages)

[lesbian-shiny-eevee]

Yeah idk if I'd recommend tumblr

I mean, it is nice getting a dash that's only the people you follow, and not having to rely on algorithm, and instead just having a system where users share other users posts through reblogs which they can do as many times as they want, as well as tags where people can find the things you post

It's a pretty nice app for privacy too, from what I know tumblr doesn't really sell their users information to advertisers as much as they do on others (it's part of why the ads you might get here can seem very weird and unrelated to you), in fact I've heard when you do click on ads it's literally hard for advertisers to tell which customers come from tumblr because of how much tumblr is designed for privacy

People here also incurage privacy in general better then most places I feel, like on most social media you're expected to have an icon of your face, to post videos and photos of yourself and to not be anonymous at all really, but on tumblr not only could having an icon of yourself make you look like a bot, it's pretty incuraged to be as anonymous as you please compared to others,

there are a few exceptions, like people here who share their ages on their blogs, but you don't have to do that it's perfectly fine to keep it to yourself, the main thing I'd say that gets pretty close to pressuring people to share too much are posts that incurage you to reblog and answer a question in the tags, they can be quite fun but it is good to keep in mind how much you're sharing in those

The humor can be good here too, granted it can be a bit NSFW at times depending on who you follow but I'm sure if those kind of jokes bother you you can find the people who don't reblog that kind of stuff

That's one of the nice things about tumblr as well, it's a pretty good app for setting up your dash to be the kind of things you want to see and keep the things you don't want to see away from yourself, if you find someone you follow posts about something you don't like too much you can unfollow and not have to see it again, to take it a step further you can also block tags to make it even mroe easier to avoid seeing things you don't like (these can also count towards a down side though, it can be very easy to put yourself in an echo chamber where you're convinced most of tumblr (or even most people in general) are one way just because thats the part of tumblr you stick to, its important to consider that there's probably parts of tumblr you don't really see because you don't go there)

But, there's also a huge pornbot problem here, if you go through a popular tag it's bound to be filled with unrelated and malicious crap, and that's just the current version of it, bots can attempt to follow you, send you dms, there was a time where they would go to your askbox and send a porn video straight to you without your consent (thankfully by the time one did this to me tumblr had the function where it blurs videos amd images people send automatically so i didnt have to see it)

And the staff of tumblr, while they are currently trying to please the user base more from what I hear (like the fact they're getting rid of tumblr live thank god) they are a bit bad at keeping the users happy, maybe you could blame it on a hard to please crowd but still

As for the culture, eh I geuss it depends on what crowd you end up in but it can be a bit iffy, from my experience there's a lot of moral guilt tripping to convince you to reblog things, people will tell others to kill themselves if they don't like them (depends, there are also those on tumblr who really hate using that against anyone), misinformation can be a problem here but there's also the people who will tell you when something is a lie (to be fair misinformation is something to worry about on the internet in general)

This is a neutral statement, but tumblr culture in general I would say tends to be kind of, hipster? Is that the word? Anti pop culture that's the best way to put it, once again this could just be the part of tumblr I ended up on but the part I'm on deffinitly is full of people that are kind of the black sheep of the herd I would say, maybe you'll end up on a different part, maybe you won't, I have no idea if this sounds good to you but if it does then welcome

Idk if I covered all that could be considered bad and good about interacting with the tumblr user base, but I feel like anything else I could think of could apply to any socail media and for the most part, I tried my best to list things that specifically apply to tumblr, but I will admit my view may be a bit biased because I'm not really on any other social media other then tumblr and anything I know about other apps is from other people

In general I think that's about all I can say about tumblr, in some ways it's pretty great, I get why the users here prefer it to any other social media app, the fact it doesn't really need an algorithm is a pretty rare thing to find in a social media app these days, there's also a lot less censoring, which while that can mean people can say awful crap easier it also means you don't have to constantly censor yourself, you can say any swear word, death kill murder, things related to sex and you don't get in trouble for it, it's a nice bit of freedom compared to tiktok where the people on there expect you to say unalive, and its a decent place to find other people like yourself as well

thx

[navybrat817]

Make Yourself at Home

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Summary: You find a familiar face in your home after a long day. Word Count: Over 2.1k Warnings: Pining, fluff, feels, swearing, sass, a bit of humor, mentions of blood and trauma, Bucky Barnes (he’s a warning, okay?) A/N: Hey, lovelies! I began this in June of 2021. That's right! I'm slowly, but surely, trying to make my way through WIPs and this felt good to complete. Shockingly no smut for Sinday. Beta read by the beautiful @buckyownsmylife, but any and all mistakes are my own. Moodboard by the wonderful @sweeterthanthis. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Please reblog or comment as it means the world!

To say that you had a rough work day was an understatement. Between spilling your drink all over yourself on your way to your desk, being unprepared for a last minute meeting (which your boss called you out on), and your system crashing right before your report was finished, you were done. All you wanted to do was curl up on the couch with a stiff drink. Anything to forget that you had to stay at that place to get a paycheck. 

I can't even fuck out my frustrations since I'm painfully single. I really need to buy a new toy.

The moment you walked in your front door, you knew it wouldn't be a relaxing evening. The glow from the living room gave it away. Sighing, you tossed your bag and keys down before heading into the room. You weren’t shocked when you saw Bucky Barnes slumped against your couch, but you weren't exactly happy either.

The dark tactical gear clashed with the soft throw pillows surrounding the soldier. He often looked larger than his 6'3" height since he took up space, but he somehow looked like he belonged there. He cut his long locks some time ago, his short, dark hair urging you to run your fingers through it. Maybe you could pull it if he gave you the chance.  

I would have a crush on a man who may have a death wish.

“Hey, doll,” he smirked when he acknowledged your presence. “We really need to stop meeting like this.”

“Well, maybe we would if you would STOP BREAKING INTO MY FUCKING HOUSE!”

He seemed to wince more at your tone than the wound on his right arm. “What can I say? You and your place are comforting.”

You tried to ignore the way your heart raced faster at his sincerity. “You’re bleeding on my couch!”

“Sorry. I’ll get it cleaned or replaced. I promise,” he swore as he sat up more, smiling a bit when you rushed over to help.

“That’s what you said about my rug,” you muttered as you sat down. How does someone bleeding smell so good? He already had your first aid kit, water and towels on the coffee table. He knew by heart where you kept everything. "What happened this time? Who did this to you?"

Bucky’s smile widened as he shifted to give you more room. “Why? Will you take him out for me?”

“I just might,” you said. Truthfully, your heart stopped whenever you saw him in a state like this, even though he bounced back quickly. And you wanted to hurt anyone who hurt him. 

I’ve got it bad. Why am I like this?

"I’m flattered, but I handled him and you don’t need to worry about it. Fucker had a knife up his sleeve though. Not as nice as mine," he told you as you opened the kit, taking a moment to figure out what you needed to clean the wound with.

"Better not let Steve catch you swearing. He might chastise you."

"Don't let that punk fool you. He swears like a sailor and he's still kicking himself for saying 'language' to his team. Wish I could've been there to hear that."

The fondness made you smile a little. You were glad Bucky had a good friend by his side. You were also flattered that Bucky trusted you enough to tell you stories. "Super soldier reflexes certainly don't stop you from getting hurt, do they?"

"Nope. Still human."

"You know, sometimes I think you fake these just so you have an excuse to visit me."

"You caught me," he half joked, something soft in his eyes as he looked at you. 

"Bucky, how many times have you broken in?"

"More than enough," he acknowledged.

The first time Bucky broke into your place, to hide out from someone whose name you can’t even remember, you almost took a swing at him because you thought he was a burglar. You, luckily, recognized the former Winter Soldier and he promised he wouldn’t hide out long. But after the day you had today, you were reconsidering grabbing the nearest object and throwing it at his head. If only for making you worry. 

I doubt it would knock any sense into him. And I shouldn't be mad at him. He didn't do anything. Except break in. Again. 

Every few weeks, Bucky let himself into your place when he got injured or needed a quiet place to relax. Some nights he talked to you and others he hardly said a word. He even left you "thank you" gifts following his visits. Admittedly, you looked forward to them, even on your bad days, because you simply got to see him. You just wish you knew why he kept coming back. 

"Seriously. Why don't you see a doctor or a nurse?" you questioned, carefully dabbing at the cut. "They're much more qualified than I am."

"I told you, doll. You and your place are more comforting."

"Stop calling me doll!"

"Sure thing, sassy," he smirked, making you groan when your cheeks felt hot. 

"Grumpy," you grumbled back at him. 

If I use one of his own knives on him, can I consider it self defense? 

"I'm not grumpy. I'm an old man," he argued.

"You don't look like an old man. My new boyfriend might be jealous."

Your eyes flickered up just in time to catch the tiny tick in his jaw. "You're seeing someone?"

"No," you scoffed, not bothering to continue with the joke. "Still single, like every other time you've shown up."

Bucky slowly exhaled, relaxing against the cushions again. "That's good," he whispered.

Your teeth ground together as you cleaned him up. Maybe it was good to him, but it wasn't to you. It was lonely.

"You okay?" he asked. 

"Fine," you lied, avoiding his gaze.

He gently caught your wrist before you pulled away, the metal cool against your skin. "I really am sorry about the couch. I know the last thing you want is to deal with me."

Guilt crept in when you saw hurt in his icy blue eyes. “It isn’t ‘dealing’ with you, Bucky, and I’m sorry for snapping. Work was shit, but that's no excuse to take it out on you."

“I'm sorry you had a bad day," he swore and you wished the ground would swallow you up. The man was hurt and he felt bad for you. "And I don’t blame you. I did kind of invade your space again.”

“It's okay," you said, glancing at your wrist. He was still holding it, his grip softer than you expected. "Why do you come here? Is it really comforting?”

He sighed as he rested his head against the cushion. “It’s hard to explain.”

“Well, I’m not going anywhere since it’s my place,” you teased, making him chuckle. You did pride yourself on making the often stoic man laugh. “So, try me.”

"You're not afraid of me," he stated, his thumb moving in slow circles over your pulse. You weren't sure if he was aware that he was doing it, but it had your heart racing faster. "Most people are."

"I have no reason to be afraid of you. As many times as you've managed to break in, you would've hurt me long ago if you wanted to," you said, shaking your head. "And I don't think you'll do that."

"I've hurt and killed people," he swallowed as he looked at the ceiling.

You weren't sure if he wanted you to listen or respond, but you chose the latter. "I know," you acknowledged, shifting so you could face him as he lifted his head. "But from what I've heard and what you've told me, it wasn't you, Bucky. You didn't have a choice."

"It doesn't make what happened go away," he said, blinking rapidly at the wetness that filled his eyes.

Seeing him on the verge of tears made you blink a few times, too. You wanted to hug him, but refused to initiate that kind of touch without his permission. "No, it doesn't, but you aren't who they tried to force you to be."

"Then who am I?" his voice cracked as his grip tightened on your wrist.

It doesn't hurt. You won't hurt me.

"You're Bucky," you stated, like it was the simplest thing in the world. "You're a hero and good man. You're also a pain in my ass who keeps ruining my furniture."

Bucky chuckled, his nose scrunching like you told a hilarious joke. The sound soothed the cracks his tears formed in your heart. The pain hadn't left his eyes, but it began to fade. "That easy to answer, huh?"

"I wouldn't say that. I think it's just easier for us to see the best in others because we tend to see the worst in ourselves."

"Is that what you do? See the worst in yourself?"

"I try not to," you admitted, but you were human. It was easy to hyperfocus on your flaws. 

"I don't want you doing that," he said, frowning as his hand moved from your wrist to your fingers. 

The delicate touch had your thighs pressing together. You hoped his super soldier senses didn't detect arousal. Though you pretty much were turned on at some point during each visit, this was a heart-to-heart moment and no time to want him.

"You don't have to worry about me."

"But I do. I worry about you when I'm not around," he said, sitting up a bit as you moved closer. "It's one of the reasons I don't use your front door. I don't want your neighbors to recognize me and be afraid."

"Yes, because breaking and entering is safer. Great logic, grumpy."

Bucky laughed, his eyes warm again. "Can I admit something and you can throw me out, sassy?"

"I won't throw you out, but I'm listening."

He cleared his throat, toying with your fingers. "I don't have nightmares after I see you."

His words hit you in your chest. You didn't know what to say. "You don't?"

"No," a heartbeat passed before he spoke again. "Most nights I wake up in a cold sweat, remembering the screams and fear. I remember everything."

"Bucky, I'm so sorry," you spoke, wishing you could take that pain away.

"The days I see you before I go home, I think of your smile, your scent, even your sass. A woman who showed me kindness time and time again, even on tiring and long days," he smiled sadly as you hung on his every word. "I eventually fall asleep and wake up peacefully. Nothing else I do works."

It was one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to you. "I had no idea."

"It's why I'm glad you don't have a boyfriend because I know he wouldn't tolerate me being around. Among other reasons."

You almost threw yourself at him, but had to maintain your dignity as you carefully leaned in. You weren't sure if the temperature rose in the room, but the sudden tension had you breathing faster. "What other reasons?"

"I think you know," he whispered, his gaze dropping to your lips. 

Oh, shit. 

"For the record, no boyfriend of mine will tell me who I can and can't be friends with."

"I don't doubt that," he said, placing a hand on your cheek. 

"He needs to clean up his messes," you teased. "Like bleeding on my couch."

"That's a given," he smiled, his massive thighs opening so you could move in closer.

"I would also like it if he took me out on a date once in awhile," you added. 

"I can take you out," he offered as you pressed closer, your heart pounding faster. You were practically in his lap and he wasn't stopping you. "Wherever you want to go."

"Yeah? You want to be my boyfriend?" you asked, smiling at how silly the question sounded. "You've already bought me gifts."

"If you'll let me," he answered, his lips a fraction away from yours. "I'll even use the front door."

"I'd like that," you sighed, closing your eyes as his nose touched yours.

Finally. He's finally going to kiss me.

"Buck!" Steve said from the window, climbing inside as the two of you broke apart. Bucky caught you before you fell backwards. The former captain's boots didn't make a sound as they touched the floor, brushing his gloved hands on his thighs. "Why didn't you answer your- Oh. I'm sorry. Am I interrupting?"

Are. You. Fucking. Kidding. Me?!

Bucky ran his hand over his face with a sigh and handed you one of the pillows. "Hey, Steve?"

"Yeah?" 

 "Duck."

*****

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