#kim kintsugi

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POV: You watching Thank You For Existing

[hwangism143]

masterlist

OT 8

ˋ°•*⁀➷ series.

✧.* skz record (coming soon...)

ˋ°•*⁀➷ one shots.

✧.* nicknames (hyung line | maknae line)

ˋ°•*⁀➷ headcannons.

✧.* skz during nabo borsho

✧.* how skz would propose to you

ˋ°•*⁀➷ fake texts.

nothing to see here yet!

BANG CHAN

ˋ°•*⁀➷ one shots + series.

✧.* just for a moment | (fluff (ig?), strangers to ???)

╰┈➤ you were just waiting for your bus when you were in the presence of chan, just for a moment.

✧.* love is embarrassing | (fluff, established relationship)

╰┈➤ in which chan shows you that love is so much more than what you believe.

ˋ°•*⁀➷ drabbles.

✧.* hugs from channie make everything better

✧.* passion fruit

✧.* mistakes

LEE MINHO

ˋ°•*⁀➷ one shots + series.

✧.* limbo | (angst, exes to lovers, slow burn)

╰┈➤ five years ago, lee minho had broken your heart. but five years ago, unbeknown to you, he had also broken his. now you're the maid of honor, and he's the best man.

✧.* empty I (fluff, established relationship)

╰┈➤ minho and his antics, of which you and your family must endure.

ˋ°•*⁀➷ drabbles.

nothing to see here yet!

SEO CHANGBIN

ˋ°•*⁀➷ one shots + series.

✧.* treat you better | (angst, fluff, hurt, comfort, friends to something)

╰┈➤ in which changbin gives you a pick me up, while making you realize your feelings along the way.

ˋ°•*⁀➷ drabbles.

✧.* never skip leg day

HWANG HYUNJIN

ˋ°•*⁀➷ one shots + series.

✧.* the art of dancing in the rain | (fluff, established relationship)

╰┈➤ hyunjin suggests that the two of you dance in the rain, which is slightly alarming but extremely endearing.

✧.* the aftermath of dancing in the rain | (fluff, established relationship)

╰┈➤ after you and hyunjin dance in the rain, you have to suffer with the consequences of the aftermath.

✧.* off - limits | (best friends brother, angst, mutual pining)

╰┈➤ hwang hyunjin was multiple things to you, but most of all, he was off-limits. that is, until, you both are forced to share a room at a beach getaway. sounds perfectly romantic, right?

✧.* euphonia I (fluff, comfort, established relationship)

╰┈➤ in which hyunjin craves you and your voice and distance only made the heart grow fonder

ˋ°•*⁀➷ drabbles.

✧.* my(ne).

HAN JISUNG

ˋ°•*⁀➷ one shots + series.

✧.* paper rings | (best friends to lovers, idiots in love)

╰┈➤ you're in love with your best friend, but technically, you're already engaged.

ˋ°•*⁀➷ drabbles.

✧.* our song

LEE FELIX

ˋ°•*⁀➷ one shots + series.

✧.* midnights and kitchen lights | (fluff, established relationship)

╰┈➤ in which you wake up to the smell of brownies and a guilty boyfriend.

✧.* kintsugi | (hurt, comfort, melancholy, friends to lovers)

╰┈➤ your sky is covered with storm clouds but felix wants to paint it gold.

ˋ°•*⁀➷ drabbles.

✧.* flowers (all my love).

✧.* better places.

KIM SEUNGMIN

ˋ°•*⁀➷ one shots + series.

✧.* dim lights (work nights) | (fluff, workplace romance)

╰┈➤ work party. seungmin is a suit. a glass of wine. oh, you are so done.

✧.* pillow talk | (hurt, comfort, angst)

╰┈➤ the three times in which you sleep over at seungmin's childhood home as his friend and the one time you're something more.

✧.* battleground | (academic rivals to lovers, fluff, crack, high school au)

╰┈➤ you hated your co-president, kim seungmin. but, it's your last year of high school and prom planning is up to the two of you. you just expect getting work done and leaving school. what you don't expect however, is seeing him in a different light.

ˋ°•*⁀➷ drabbles.

✧.* high heels (the devils deeds)

YANG JEONGIN

ˋ°•*⁀➷ one shots + series.

✧.* meant to be | (hurt, angst)

╰┈➤ in which you raise questions regarding your relationship with jeongin

ˋ°•*⁀➷ drabbles.

✧.* practice

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[chimsworldsstuff]

BTS FANFICTIONS RECOMMANDATIONS PT.2

Min Yoongi

Hush | coworkers au series | by @alphabetboyluvr

Only yestarday | neighbours au series | by @borathae

Kintsugi | strangers to lovers AU | by @moni-logues

Mixtape | friends to lovers series | by @sailoryooons

Jung Hoseok

I fell first but he fell harder | dancing series AU | by @back2bluesidex

Park Jimin

Non sense | enemies to lovers series | by @muniimyg

Nectar | vampire AU series | roommates to lovers series | by @gimmethatagustd

The iron ring | fantasy AU series | by @sailoryooons

Caught in a lie | strangers to friends to lovers AU | by @jkeuphoriadreamland

Better | best friends to lovers series | by @jeonggukookies

Kim Taehyung

Please love me | friends with benefits AU series | by @muniimyg

I hate you, I love you | enemies to lovers AU series | by @borathae

Maybe I do | arranged marriage AU series | by @chateautae

Jeon Jungkook

Too young | single parent AU series | by @jeonggukookies

Dextrocardia | enemies to lovers series | by @jeonstudios

He doesn't deserve you | strangers to lovers series| by @ahgasegotarmy116

New girl | roommates to lovers series | by @jjkeverlast

Best friends..? | best friends to lovers drabble series | by @just4koo

Hold me closer | brother's best friend AU series | by @ahundredtimesover

Meraki | enemies to lovers series | by @taegularities

Colour me in | fake dating AU | by @taegularities

Casual | idiots to lovers series | fuckboys and love triangle AU series | by @muniimyg

[amadeustorn]

Bir yapon əfsanəsi olaraq bilinən “Kintsugi” - bizə qüsurların arasındakı gözəllikləri görməli olduğumuzu xatırladır. Hər insan xətaya yol verə bilər. Xətalar isə doğruya yönləndirər. Heç kim mükəmməl deyil. Ancaq ki mükəmməl olmaq üçün dəridən-qabıqdan çıxırıq. Ola bildiyincə oldurmağa cəhd edirik. Bizi bütün edən şey - əslində qüsur və qırğınlıqlarımızdır. Hər edilən qüsurun törpülənməyə də ehtiyacı yoxdur onsuz. Əksinə, hər bir çat verən hissənin, qırılan yerin - bərpaya ehtiyacı var. Addım-adım özümüzü tapmağımıza ehtiyacımız var.

[moni-logues]

requesting the HAPPY ENDING THAT THE LOVE OF MY LIFE KIM TAEHYUNG TRULY DESERVES, THANKS. :)

if this hurts my feelings at ALL you are fired!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! nothing but flowers and butterflies and nose smooches for the world's bestest boy!!!!!!

Oh, look, it's me 'fulfilling' a request but not actually... fulfilling it LMAO I look forward to being fired post-haste

here's a part TWO, JO!!! And you must let it satisfy you FOR NOW! and for everyone/anyone else who did not enjoy my least successful ever fic, honestly, I love these two so I don't care 😂😂

Part One

Long for You

Pairing: Kintsugi!Taehyung x Hyunjin

Genre: angst, smut, long-distance relationship

Summary: Distance is difficult. It started difficult and wasn't getting any easier, but Taehyung didn't have a solution, didn't have a way out of it. Didn't have a way to Hyunjin.

Word count: 5k

Content: mem x mem, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, edging kinda (but he's doing it to himself), anal sex, hand job

~*~

Taehyung stared at his phone, somewhere between disbelief and elation.  

Hyunjin was coming to Korea. Home. Coming home.  

Not forever. Not even close. For three days. Because the French had seen what was obvious: that he was beautifully sculpted and untouchably handsome. When he first moved to Paris, he had secured a little light modelling work. Then that became some slightly more serious fashion modelling, which had in turn led, now, to a job with 99%IS. A photoshoot in Korea. In Korea where Taehyung lived.  

Hyunjin was coming.  

* 

l'amour de ma vie ❤️: my flight gets in at 6:30 so I can maybe get to yours by 8? 

Taehyung: I’ll pick you up 

l'amour de ma vie ❤️: you’d have to leave your house at 5:30 

l'amour de ma vie ❤️: in the morning! 

Taehyung: I’ll pick you up 💋💋 

* 

There were fewer nerves this time. Because Hyunjin had about 20 hours to himself in Korea and he was spending them with Taehyung. Because he had got an earlier flight just to make that time a little longer. Because he said, over and over again, how much he missed Taehyung, how much he loved him, how much he wanted to see him.  

Those feelings were mutual. Taehyung felt almost sick with anticipation, with longing. It had been nigh on a year since they had last seen each other. A year that had stretched into eternity and flown by in an instant. A year that had been excruciating and lonely and miserable; a year that had been filled with tiny happinesses, fleeting joys, and the comfort of knowing he was loved.  

They had achieved no real resolution when Taehyung had left Paris. They agreed that they were in love. They both knew that the geographical distance wasn’t coming to an end any time soon. So they agreed not to agree anything further. They would do what they could. They would text; they would talk; they would just have to see how things went. Neither wanted a break-up; nor did they want to trap the other in an indefinitely long-distance relationship. Neither wanted the other to see other people, nor did they feel they had any right to impose such a limitation on them, not when there were thousands of miles between them, hours of time difference, when there might just be someone else who might be good for them. It was as it had ever been: deliberately and consciously casual, despite the fact that it was not casual at all.  

Taehyung’s foot was tapping on the floor, quick, incessant bouncing as he scanned the crowd of arrivals, waiting. Always waiting for Hyunjin.  

He let out a breath he hadn’t been aware he was holding when he saw that familiar face break through all the unfamiliar ones. He had to hold himself back from running up, pushing people out of the way, taking Hyunjin and swinging him around, kissing him in full view of everyone. He saw it happen in his head, hoped Hyunjin could see it, too, so he would know. So he would understand what Taehyung really felt. That his feelings were barely contained, threatening to burst. That he wasn’t really this composed, this calm, standing at the end of the arrivals lane with a smile on his face.  

Hyunjin was less placid. He did pick up his pace, jogging lightly towards Taehyung. He did fling his arms around him, tight and secure. He stopped just short of kissing him, standing nose-to-nose until he touched his forehead to Taehyung’s and closed his eyes, just for a second.  

Then it was all a-rush, marching to the AREX, standing for forty minutes on a packed train because the 15 minutes it saved them were 15 minutes they wouldn’t be getting back. 15 minutes that they wanted to make the most of. They stood, as they had in Paris, in silence, but the tension was different this time. It was urgent. It was fizzing between them like champagne bubbles. Taehyung’s fingers twitched at his side, wanting to take Hyunjin’s hand. Hyunjin bit the inside of his lip as he looked at Taehyung’s face; this face that he had memorised every feature of, every contour. This face he had drawn and painted and photographed and still wasn’t tired of.  

When they finally made it to Taehyung’s apartment, they had both expected the urgency to continue, to increase. They expected it to be fast and furious, again and again, until they both collapsed.  

Taehyung shut the door and Hyunjin put his suitcase in the corner. They both breathed a sigh of relief to finally be free in the privacy of Taehyung’s apartment, but Hyunjin didn’t rush when he padded over. He slipped his arms around Taehyung’s waist and leant into him, resting his head on his shoulder and taking a deep breath.  

“Missed you,” he said, hands moving higher up Taehyung’s back, scrunching his t-shirt in tight fists. 

“I missed you, too,” Taehyung returned. 

Suddenly, Taehyung wanted nothing more than this. Just to hold Hyunjin close, to keep him near, to not let him go.  

They shuffled together into Taehyung’s bedroom, fell onto his bed in a heavy tumble. They weren’t intending to sleep, though both were tired. They had such limited time together; had exchanged innumerable messages about everything they would do to each other when they were finally together; had sworn they would make the most of every second. But sleep came for them anyway, washing over them quickly and softly, holding them until the sun was high overhead and the morning completely gone.  

Hyunjin woke with a start, sitting up on the bed and looking about himself in a panic. 

“Tae, Tae, Tae,” he called, shoving Taehyung’s shoulder to wake him. 

“What?” he answered, blinking one eye open. 

“It’s after noon.” 

“Oh shit!” 

Taehyung was sitting now, too, and they looked at each other, a little dumbfounded, rubbing the remnants of sleep from their eyes. Hyunjin fell back into Taehyung’s arms.  

“I can’t believe we’ve wasted so much time,” he said, quietly. “I have a fitting in less than two hours.” 

Taehyung nodded, couldn’t voice the dread he felt squeezing his throat. He was furious with himself, for falling asleep, for letting this time pass. They only had so much of it and they’d just wasted hours.  

Hyunjin kissed his jaw and brought him back to the world before he had a chance to spiral, to really dig into his frustration and sadness.  

“I’m going to freshen up,” Hyunjin said, disentangling himself and climbing off the bed. “Don’t go anywhere, ok?” 

Taehyung nodded and sighed and ran his hands through his hair. There was no sense in ruining the time they did have by stewing over the time they didn’t. He scrubbed over his face and stretched then he decided to stand; he couldn’t risk lying down, falling back to sleep again. He paced back and forth at the end of his bed, missing Hyunjin already, even though he was only in another room of the apartment, rather than on another continent.  

He appeared at the door, leant against the frame, completely naked. 

“I’m going to have a shower,” he announced. “Want to join me?” 

Taehyung laughed. 

“You know I have a flatmate?” 

“Oh, does Taem want to join?” 

They both laughed and Taehyung screwed up his face in mock outrage. 

“I’m sure he does,” he replied, standing close to Hyunjin now, close enough to hold his hands, to kiss him. He did both. “But you’re all mine.” 

“Say it again.” 

“You’re all mine.” 

* 

Under the hot spray of the shower, their sense of urgency returned. They wished they had the hours they had wasted; wished they could do this over and over again like they had planned; wished that something would stop time, even if only for a little while, so they could get their fill before Hyunjin had to leave again.  

Leave the apartment. 

Leave Korea.  

But they didn’t have time. They had a steam-filled bathroom and a deluge of hot water; they had mouths on skin and hands around stiff cocks; they had the familiar, exquisite ache of lustful longing radiating through them. They had so much to say that words could not contain it; only their bodies could speak it into existence. 

Taehyung had Hyunjin’s length in his hand; Hyunjin had his fingers in Taehyung’s mouth. Taehyung had his own shaft seated firmly inside Hyunjin, held there, unmoving, while his hand pumped. Because they might not have had time for everything they wanted, but Taehyung was going to make sure he had at least two loads of Hyunjin’s cum circling the drain before he left.  

Hyunjin removed his fingers from Taehyung’s mouth and twisted them into his hair, pulling him closer so he could mash his mouth against his, so he could moan into it, so he could be bitten by Taehyung on the soft, wet skin of his lips.  

Taehyung felt his cock twitch and his legs burnt with the desire to move, his hips barely able to resist tipping and rolling and fucking into Hyunjin like they wanted to. He worked his hand quicker, as desperate for Hyunjin to meet his first climax as he was to meet his own. He knew it wouldn’t be long. Knew that Hyunjin was close, getting closer. Knew he would let go so that he could whine and whimper as Taehyung thrust hard and fast. 

And so it went. Hyunjin spilt all over Taehyung’s fingers and the shower washed it away as if it had never been there. Taehyung began to move, starting slowly and increasing until he couldn’t fuck any faster, couldn’t hit any deeper. Hyunjin shivered and twisted against the wall, fingers pulling Taehyung’s hair out from the roots, mouth hanging open, allowing all his mewling gasps to fall straight out. This was the part Hyunjin liked. The drowning. The suffocating sensitivity. Sensation that pushed everything and anything else out. That made him unable to think, barely able to breathe. That took him over completely, made spots dance in front of his eyes, and tremors ripple throughout his whole body.  

He liked it best when it was Taehyung. Because he didn’t have to explain it. Didn’t have to ask for it. Taehyung looked after him. Without question. Without hesitation. Hyunjin felt spoilt in Taehyung’s arms, not just because of his size, or the fluid motion of his hips, or the taste of his tongue. Taehyung lavished attention on him, doted on him, even when it was filthy, even when sweat ran down their bodies and soaked the sheets, even when Hyunjin was crying and coming dry and Taehyung hadn’t come at all. Hyunjin was adored by Taehyung and he stored it in his heart, for safe-keeping.  

Taehyung was holding back. Was biting down on his own lip to try to prevent his end coming too soon. He slowed down, breathing heavily, resting his head on Hyunjin’s shoulder. Hyunjin nipped at his ear and he whined.  

“You can come, baby,” Hyunjin whispered, voice trembling.  

Taehyung shook his head. 

“Nuh uh... You again.” 

Hyunjin was about to protest when Taehyung’s voice stopped him. 

“Please.” 

It was a ragged plea. Desperate. Forced from his throat with effort than made arousal stir in Hyunjin’s gut, strong and hot. He tipped his head back against the wall and moaned, swearing around his pleasure as Taehyung’s fingers wrapped his shaft again, as his thumb rubbed over his head, as his wrist twisted and flexed. Taehyung knew it wouldn’t be long, was telling himself he could come soon, was telling himself how much he loved this: this agonising waiting, this dangling from the cliff-edge with only fingertips clinging to the rockface.  

They liked the same agonies. The desperation, the overwhelming sensation, the way it felt like it would burst in Taehyung’s chest and the way it ricocheted in Hyunjin’s. It was exquisitely painful, beautiful in the purity of it. Minimalism versus maximalism. Hedonism versus asceticism. They fit perfectly together. Two sides of a coin. Two halves of a whole.  

It shattered within Hyunjin again, his hips jerking as he came for the second time. It didn’t have long to resound in his chest, in his abdomen, in the farthest reaches of his muscles, because Taehyung was so close. He was letting go. He was plunging down into the strong, wet waves of release, the explosion of pleasure within him enough to make him cry out, enough to make his knees buckle. Hyunjin’s were already weak. They sank to the tile floor of the shower and looked at each other. Tired, dazed, a little giddy, a little dizzy. In a world of their own.  

“What time is it?” Hyunjin asked, eyes closed, head back against the wall, chest heaving.  

There was another bursting inside Taehyung’s chest, but it wasn’t pleasure this time. Wasn’t even the right kind of pain. It was all the joy and completeness he felt deflating, because they were not in a world of their own. They were in the real world. The real world in which they lived thousands of miles apart and there was a real clock ticking their time away.  

Taehyung kissed Hyunjin. He didn’t want to answer. Didn’t want to say that it was time they actually got washed, time they got dry and dressed, time Hyunjin got going. 

* 

[07:52]  Jin(nie) Ramen: Did you get him? 

[07:57]  Jin(nie) Ramen: Did he arrive? 

[08:30]  Jin(nie) Ramen: IS HE HERE?! 

[09:17]  Jin(nie) Ramen: SHOW ME! 

[12:34]  Jin(nie) Ramen: TEDDY!!!!!! REPLY TO ME 

[12:35]  Jin(nie) Ramen: I need to know! 

[13:21]  Jin(nie) Ramen: STOP IGNORING ME 

[13:30]  Jin(nie) Ramen: KIM TAEHYUNG 

[13:40]  Jin(nie) Ramen: KIM TAEHYUNG 

[13:50]  Jin(nie) Ramen: KIM TAEHYUNG 

[14:01]  Jin(nie) Ramen: KIM TAEHYUNG 

[14:10]  Jin(nie) Ramen: KIM TAEHYUNG 

[14:22]  Jin(nie) Ramen: KIM TAEHYUNG 

[14:33]  Taehyung: omg shut up 

[14:33]  Taehyung: leave me alone 

His phone immediately began to ring. Incoming video call. 

“As if I would leave you alone, you fucking prick! Where's Hyunjin? Show him to me!” 

“He’s not here.” 

Her face dropped dramatically – so much so that Taehyung might, at another time, have laughed.  

“What do you mean ‘not here’? Not in Korea? Why didn’t he come? What’s happening? Have you spoken to h-” 

“I mean he’s not in the apartment. He’s at work.” 

“But he’s in Korea?” 

“Yeah.” 

“And you picked him up from the airport as planned?” 

“Yeah.” 

“For fuck’s sake, Teddy!!! I hate you so much! Why would you answer like that?”  

Because winding Jinnie up was one of his favourite things to do and he was very much in need of a pick-me-up. He shrugged. The interrogation continued. 

“When’s he back?” 

“Some time this evening; he isn’t sure. He might stop in at his parents’, too.” 

“Is he sleeping at his parents?” 

Taehyung was halfway through shaking his head when he hesitated. No. The plan was for him to stay with Taehyung, but he could imagine Hyunjin’s parents insisting—their only child, back from a foreign land for the first time in over a year. He didn’t know if Hyunjin would push back.  

“He’s probably sleeping here,” he answered. 

“Can I come?” 

“Excuse me?” 

“Can I come over? Please? I really want to see him!” 

“Why?” 

“What the fuck do you mean, ‘why’? Of course I want to see him! I was friends with him, too!” 

“Eh...” 

Jinnie’s sound of outrage was exactly what Taehyung had hoped it would be. He, truthfully, did not want her to come over to see Hyunjin. He did not want to share him with anyone, even for a second, if he could help it, and having Jinnie come over felt like giving it away. He also knew that she would not be put off that easily. 

“Teddy, please. Seriously. We’ll be like, five seconds-” 

“We?” 

“Yeah, Yoongi, too.” 

Taehyung sighed.  

“Don’t sigh like that! I promise. Look, you said he’s out right now, so we can come before he gets back, he’ll arrive, and then we’ll say hi and leave! FIVE SECONDS. FIVE. I promise.” 

He knew he was going to give in. Not least because, as much as he didn’t want her to come when Hyunjin was there, it would be nice to have her around while he was out. She would be a good distraction.  

“Fine,” he said, giving in with another sigh which couldn’t be heard over her triumphant shout. “Come over for dinner or something and then, when Hyunjin gets back, you fuck off.” 

“Promise.” 

* * *  

Despite all of her instincts, Jinnie kept her promise. Despite the fact that she could have stayed all night, talking and talking and not realising the time, she did leave. Yoongi’s influence on that action did not go unnoticed and Taehyung could only be grateful that Yoongi had found a soft and subtle way to shepherd her enthusiasm without denting it.  

“They’re still together,” Hyunjin said as he leant himself against Taehyung on the sofa.  

“Yeah... Did you not know that? Did I say something different?” 

“No, no, I just..."  

He lifted his head and looked at Taehyung, trying not to look sad. Trying and failing.  

“It’s nice,” he finished, eventually. “I’m glad.” 

He picked up Taehyung’s fingers, toying with them, slipping them between his own.  

“It’s nice that they can be happy.” 

He didn’t have to say it. Complete that thought. It existed in both of their minds anyway.  

Unlike us. 

It was nice that Yoongi and Jinnie had been together for a year and a half and still looked at each other like there were stars in their eyes. Nice that they could look at each other. Nice that they lived in the same city, in the same apartment, and slept in the same bed. Nice that circumstances had not torn them apart. Nice that, beneath the relief and excitement of finally being together, they didn’t have the painful dread and anxiety of knowing just how time-limited it was.  

Unlike Taehyung and Hyunjin.  

“We can be happy,” Taehyung said, his lips pressed to Hyunjin’s forehead. “One day.” 

Hyunjin sighed.  

“I’m sorry. It’s all my fault.” 

“What do you mean?” 

Hyunjin’s eyes were wide, plaintive, his mouth downturned. 

“I left. I had to go to art school in Paris, of all places. I could ha-” 

“No,” Taehyung interrupted, desperate to avoid this conversation, both because it wouldn’t lead anywhere productive and because he couldn’t bear to see Hyunjin sad. “It’s not your fault. You should have gone; that was right. You love it there.” 

“But I love you, too.”  

“I know.”  

“One day?” 

“Yeah, one day.” 

* * * 

It was hard not to cry, two days later, when Taehyung took Hyunjin back to the airport. It hadn’t been long enough even for Hyunjin to get over his jetlag. It wasn’t enough time. It wasn’t enough. Taehyung felt panicky, picking over the time they had together, noticing the fragments of minutes that they could have optimised, that they could have made better use of. He’d already bought plane tickets to Paris for the winter (because what were credit cards for, if not this?) but it didn’t dull the pain at all. He didn’t want to see him in four months’ time; he wanted to see him all the time. He wanted to sleep and wake with him, dance and sing and play with him, walk and talk and live with him. Love him.  

“You’re going to make me cry if you keep it up,” Hyunjin said, attempting to scold but he couldn’t keep the crack out of his voice, couldn’t swallow around the lump in his throat.  

That was the last thing Taehyung wanted but he was doing his best. He couldn’t help the tears streaming, the wobble in his bottom lip, the clench of his jaw as he tried so, so hard not to fall to pieces in Departures.  

“Sorry,” he breathed, pressing a hand to his lips, looking to the floor.  

Hyunjin stepped closer, put his arms around Taehyung and they stood there like that for as long as they could. All their final minutes ticking by, seconds passing like the passengers scurrying around them.  

“It’s even harder than last time,” Hyunjin whispered, hands clutching tightly to Taehyung. 

“It’s harder every time.” 

The tinny gate call for Hyunjin’s flight punctured their bubble. They gave each other a final squeeze and each wiped roughly at his own face when they separated. 

“November.” 

“November.” 

“I love you.” 

“I love you, too.” 

* * * 

Taehyung had been right. It was harder every time. It kept getting harder, no matter what they told themselves, what they told each other. Every time Hyunjin asked him to move to Paris, saying no felt colder. Felt like slowly burying the relationship. Each refusal, every goodbye another pile of earth on their casket. Because he couldn’t. Didn’t know how to. Didn’t have the resources to go and not work. Didn’t speak French. He certainly couldn’t go to the École des Beaux Arts. Neither of them suggested marriage. It was too insane an idea. Too big. Too desperate.  

Sometimes Taehyung thought about it, though. Wondered if he wanted to marry Hyunjin for real or if he just wanted to be with him. Didn’t know if he could place an entire future on the time they had been able to cobble together. Didn’t know if Hyunjin would want it. Didn’t want to tie him down. 

Because Hyunjin’s world was expanding. Vastly. The modelling continued: the high fashion campaigns, the editorials he did for free because they led to paid work, the things he now was able to turn down, the things he had to turn down because he had no time for it. He lived in Paris but he went to London, Milan, Venice, Cannes, LA, New York, Tokyo, and yes, sometimes Seoul, too. He met people he’d never have had the opportunity to if he’d never left. He spoke French fluently now, and English, too. He rubbed shoulders with actors and idols and directors, CEOs and crypto-billionaires. Then he came home and called Taehyung, little Taehyung in his office job in Seoul, who missed him terribly but didn’t want to call him back. 

Taehyung felt like an anchor. Like lead shoes. His world felt small and inconsequential. Felt boring. He could never keep up, not now. His French was terrible, but better than his English. He hadn’t been on a yacht. He hadn’t been on a red carpet. He hadn’t been on billboards and TVs and magazine covers. Hyunjin would return and his life with Taehyung would shrink him, sink him. It wasn’t enough.  

“He’d probably be upset if you told him that,” Jinnie said. “He loves you. He doesn’t think you’re small.” 

Taehyung shrugged. 

“Maybe not now. Maybe one day.”  

“Maybe tomorrow you die. Maybe on Friday you win the lottery. Maybe whatever. Who gives a fuck about maybe? Love is about faith, Teddy. If you don’t believe it’ll work out, it won’t.” 

“Ugh, god, I hate you when you’re happy.” 

“No, you fucking don’t. You love me; I am extremely lovable, actually.” 

Jinnie shoved him hard and Taehyung grabbed her hands, put his arms around her, kept her close, pulled her over so they were lying together on the sofa.  

She was another reason he couldn’t leave. Sure, the practical considerations were significant, but how could he leave her? He told himself she still needed him, but he suspected the truth was the other way around. He needed her. Needed her distractions, needed her light and life and love. The unwavering support she offered. They were family now. More than family. Closer than family. He couldn’t just go to Paris and leave her.  

Could he? 

* 

It wasn’t a happy birthday and nor would it be a happy new year, Taehyung thought as he lay in his bed, on the morning of his birthday, with no desire to get out of it. He was trying not to be a misery, truly he was, but the year was closing and all of his problems were still open. 

Hyunjin in Paris, still. Thousands of miles away, still. Sometimes even farther than that, depending on where his work took him. Because it wasn’t just the modelling either. It was his art. Art that Taehyung didn’t understand but felt something about anyway. Art that screamed with emotions he couldn’t name. Art that brought tears to his eyes before he had even really looked at it. Art that he loved because he loved the artist. Art that everyone else loved because of the artist’s talent, his use of colour, his vision, his whatever else art critics talked about.  

He had known that his art school would have come with connections, but he hadn’t realised just how effective the networking would be, how successful an artist Hyunjin could become before he’d even graduated.  

Taehyung felt him slipping away. Felt desperation ringing in his ears. Felt sure that they were swimming leisurely, casually, towards disaster and doing nothing about it.  

[08:37]  Jin(nie) Ramen: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TEDDYBEAR!!!! I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU!!! 

[08:37]  Jin(nie) Ramen: Can’t wait to see you later!!!! 

[08:37]  Jin(nie) Ramen: and give you your present!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

That brought a smile to his face at least. He reminded himself to be more grateful for what he had. Because he did have a lot. So much, in fact, that he was going to have to pull himself from his mattress sooner rather than later because he had a lot to fit in to this day: people to see, things to do, a birthday to celebrate.  

* 

Jinnie’s hug was loud and tight as she sang at the top of her voice straight into his ear.  

“Happy BIRTHDAY, dear Tedddyyyyyyyy! Happy BIRTHDAY to yoooooooooooooooooou!” 

“Thanks, now I’m deaf.” 

She grinned and pushed him back into his apartment, following close behind.  

“Ok, then, give me my super special secret present,” he demanded, as soon as she had taken a seat.  

Jinnie was, for all her good points, a horrendous secret keeper when it came to surprises. If anyone was planning a surprise party, it had to be kept from her, too. She had spoilt every film she’d ever seen and every book she’d ever read for someone else. Not deliberately, not maliciously, but because she couldn’t contain herself. Because she forgot to think before she spoke. It was one of her more adorable flaws. 

This, however, she had kept close. She had teased, infuriated, Taehyung for weeks about what it might be, about how excited she was, about how much he would love it, but not a single clue slipped past her lips. At one point, he had been impressed. Now, he was impatient.  

She pulled an envelope out of her pocket and held it in two hands. 

“Happy birthday, Teddy. This is from me and Yoongi. Mostly Yoongi, to be honest, but it was my idea.” 

In less than a second, the envelope was open in Taehyung’s hands and his mouth was agape. He wasn’t sure he had ever seen so many zeroes on a cheque before.  

“What is this?” he asked, voice hoarse with shock. 

“That is for you to go to Paris.” 

“On a fucking private jet?!” 

Jinnie laughed.  

“No, that is for you to go and stay there. You barely need a visa if you’re going to be there for three months or less, so... I don’t know, maybe this will give you some time to work out if you want to be there longer... If you want to stay.”  

Taehyung couldn’t look at her. His face felt hot.  

“You said this is from you and Yoongi?” 

“Well, yeah, I couldn’t afford to give you that much on my own, obviously-” 

“How much did you put in?” 

Taehyung saw her fidgeting out of the corner of his eye, knew she didn’t want to tell him. 

“Some,” came the vague answer. 

“How much?” 

“Why do you need to know?” 

“Because I don’t want to take your money! I’ll take Yoongi’s since he apparently has so fucking much of it, but I don’t want to take yours.” 

“Tough shit, I’m giving it to you.” 

“Jinnie...” 

“I’m giving it to you and you cannot stop me.”  

She used a tone that Taehyung had only heard a handful of times in their friendship. The one that said her word was final. The one that would not tolerate an argument. The one that he knew would lead to angry tears if he pushed too hard.  

“Jinnie...” Softer this time, no rebuke present.  

“I want you to be happy, Teddy, ok?”  

And even though he hadn’t argued, there were still tears in her voice; he didn’t dare look her in the eyes because he knew he would cry and then she would really cry and then there would be no end to it.  

“Just go,” she continued. “Just fucking go, ok? You have to.” 

Taehyung stared down at the cheque in one hand and Jinnie’s hand in the other. He thought about Hyunjin. He thought about Paris. He thought about the coming year, the coming new year, just about to start. He thought about all the other new years to come. Spending them alone. Spending them with Hyunjin. Spending them with... someone else?  

“Thank you,” he croaked, his voice a whisper as he tried to swallow down the lump in his throat.  

Jinnie flung her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. 

“I love you,” she whispered back to him.  

“I love you, too.” 

“I’m going to miss you.”  

Fuck. Fuck, he was going to miss her, too. 

“You better call me like, every day,” she demanded with a wet sniff before letting him go and settling back into her seat. “I’m not fucking joking either. Every day.” 

“Once a week?”  

“Fuck off. Every day.” 

“Twice a week.” 

“Every. Day.” 

“Babe, I’ve taught you to haggle before; this is not how you do it.” 

“Every day, Teddy!! Or I'll buy a plane ticket and come to Paris myself!” 

“Every day it is, then.” 

[tiredjust1]

I know this isn’t how it works, but what if when Kim unlocks Roxie’s power of love sword it appears with a kintsugi design because the previous sword shattered when Ramona left.

THAT IS SO COOL??? ITS SCOTT PILGRIM ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN HONESTLY SO ILL SAY THAT THIS IS CANON UNTIL PROVEN OTHERWISE

[haus-of-wu-ao3]

kintsugi

summary:

nobody said living longer than your loved ones is easy. taemin has loved, and taemin has lost – and his new guardian is here to help put him back together again.

rating: teen and up audiences; no archive warnings apply

relationship: lee taemin / ten chittaphon leechaiyapornkul

genre: magical realism, angst

content warnings: none

miscellaneous ao3 tags:

alternate universe - magical realism

vampires

pining

near future

POV multiple

past kim jongin | kai/lee taemin

ten chittaphon leechaiyapornkul-centric

[invisible-goats]

Art prompt for the Disco Elysium fandom since I can't draw for shit: Kim Kintsugi

[behind-the-screen-of-bangtan]

Special 8 Photo-Folio

A series of 8 photobooks, each released on the members’ birthdays. They made two reaction films (#1, #2), where the members watch the final result.

Me, Myself, and Jung Kook ‘Time Difference’

Release date: 1st September 2022

First tweet

Concept Film

Production Film

Preview Photos 1

Preview Photos 2

Notice

Naver post

Photoshoot Sketch

According to the notice, “The concept of the photobook expressing the “Time Difference” between the day and night, shows how a human becomes vulnerable to the sunlight (Day) the moment he turns into a vampire but also how he becomes a complete vampire in a pitch black darkness (Night) with his inner self expressing hunger and thirst for power unlike his all the more attractive and beautiful appearance.”

At the start of the Concept Film, you can see the painting Horse with a saddle by Abraham van Calraet behind Jung Kook. It belongs to this set that was also used in the MV “Ghost” by Dreamnote and in an Instagram post from Kwak Dongyeon.

The exterior scenes were filmed at Byukchoji Gardens (cr. btsmap1)

Me, Myself, and RM ‘Entirety’

Release date: 12th September 2022

First tweet

Skit

Preview Photos (CALM, MONO, WILD)

Teaser

Notice

Photo Select Sketch

Photoshoot Sketch

Naver post

According to the notice, “”Entirety” uncovers who Kim Namjoon really is and who RM really is. The photobook will show the calm and relaxed side of Kim Namjoon and the powerful, charismatic and wild side of RM on stages. It expresses many other sides of him as both a young man and an artist, along with his deep thoughts between the two, revealing RM’s view of his true self as an artist.”

The pictures were taken at the Daegu Indang Museum during the exhibition about Lee Bae, at the gas station from the Four Aces Movie Ranch, and in Lacy Park (cr. btsmap1).

Me, Myself, and Jimin ‘ID : Chaos’

Release date: 13th October 2022

Mood Sampler

Concept Film 1

Preview Photos 1

Concept Film 2

Preview Photos 2

Notice

Naver post

Photoshoot Sketch

According to the notice, “This photobook created based on Jimin’s own ideas, unveils different moods Jimin creates from the same costumes, the strength Jimin has discovered in himself, the meaning of light in his confusing consciousness, the moment Jimin’s inner self and persona finally met and his chaotic and finally, an immature journey to finding the true “me”.”

Jimin explained that the theme of the book is persona and that his white outfit aims to show his raw self.

On the “Color ; Freedom” set, you can spot an Apollo Belvedere head. One already appeared during the “Blood, Sweat & tears” performance at M Countdown on the 13th of October 2016 (so Jimin’s birthday).

On the “Black ; Come face to face” set, it’s a Diana of Versailles bust that was broken and reassembled with the kintsugi technique (an unbroken one was seen in the WINGS Short Film #7 AWAKE).

For the “White ; Intactly” part, Jimin and all the mannequins wear masks reminding of the Jackalope, a mythical jackrabbit with antelope horns.

Every time, Jimin has several tattoos on his arms and torso:

“tailor of chaos”

“Artemis”

“Free”

“Filter”: the title of Jimin’s solo song in Map Of The Soul : 7

love?

Us, Ourselves, and BTS ‘WE’

Release date: 11th January 2022

First tweet

Concept Film Short ver.

Self Camera

K-retro Sports Day

Notice #1, notice #2

Pre-making Film

Preview image for ARMY

Concept Film Full Ver.

Naver post

Photoshoot Sketch

This book was not released for the group’s birthday (namely June 13) but on the 11th of January 2023 so the 3500th day since BTS debuted.

According to the notice, “this photo-folio is a quintessentially BTS collection that brings together the seven members’ ideas and catalogs their memories together as a group. This photo-folio is a visualization of the past and the present of BTS!”

They filmed the K-retro Sports Day part at the now closed 지평초등학교-일신분교장터 (Jipyeong Elementary School-Ilshin Branch Market, it seems to have been renovated to be turned into a camping site and a filming location).

Here’s a translation of what’s written on the blackboard. The boys added things such as “RM”, “BTS”, “ARMY”, “I love you” and “BTS ♡ ARMY”:

The Self Camera theme slightly reminds of the VCRs for 花樣年華 on Stage: Epilogue while the K-retro Sports Day theme is similar to the concept they had for the 2017 Season’s Greetings.As for the part in the photobooth, a similar scene happens in “RUN” but the hat and scarf they wear is actually a nod to what Jin, j-hope and V wore during the 3rd muster while they performed chipmunk versions of their songs.

Me, Myself, and Jin ‘Sea of JIN island’

Release date: 4th December 2022

Concept Film

Preview Photos 1

Notice

Preview Photos 2

Production Film

Naver post

Making Film

According to the notice, “based on Jin’s ideas, the Photo-Folio showing new, unusual sides of him consists of three different concepts of diverse emotions felt at the sea. Jin expressed fear of being an alien as the pirate in darkness, and portrayed a dignified captain proud of his small boat under the rising sun together with a brave fisherman whose life is at the sea.”

The photoshoot took place here, at the port of Geumjin.

Jin wrote the song “Super Tuna” during this shooting.

Me, Myself, and V ‘Veautiful days’

Release date: 30th December 2022

Teaser

Insert Image

Mood Sampler #1

Mood Sampler #2

Concept Film

Notice

Preview Photos 1

Preview Photos 2

Production Film

Naver post

Photoshoot Sketch

V’s Instagram post #1, #2

According to the notice, "the Photo-Folio derived from V’s idea portrays a day in the life of a 19th century British gentleman reinterpreted through his taste. A horseback riding lesson to start off the day, a calm afternoon tea in the solar, resting outdoors and a trip to tend to himself. Following the four chapters as if watching a silent film, you will get a glimpse of a glamorously recreated day in the life of a 19th century gentleman.”

A part of the photo shoot happened at 사진정원/Graphygarden (Instagram) and the rest was at the Sono Felice Equestrian Club (website).

Me, Myself, and j-hope ‘All New Hope’

Release date: 18th February 2023

Production Film

Concept Image 1

Silhouette Photos

Concept Film

Notice

Preview Photos 1

Preview Photos 2

Concept Image 2

Photoshoot Sketch

Naver post

j-hope’s Instagram post

According to the notice, “based on j-hope’s idea, ‘All New Hope’ was created focusing on an ambiguous interpretation of meeting a new hope and shedding light on the unseen aspects of j-hope.Through the contrast between light and dark, it embodies a fragile, risky existence breaking away from himself and being reborn as an irreplaceably strong existence after meeting a new hope.”

It seems the photoshoot happened at the same place where they filmed “Permission to Dance” (src btsmap1 Insta story) in Eurwang-dong

Me, Myself, and SUGA ‘Wholly or Whole me’

Release date: 9th March 2023

Hint image 1

Hint Skit

SUGA’s Instagram posts: #1, #2

Concept Film Short ver.

Preview image 1

Notice

Preview image 2

Preview image 3

Pre-production Making Film

Naver post

Concept Film Full ver.

Photoshoot Sketch

According to the notice, “SUGA of BTS living a glamorous life on stage. The time arranged for SUGA, who believes the best moment he could go back to being no one other than his whole self as Min Yoongi is when he’s out camping on his own.A camping trip to enjoy freedom in nature away from everyday life. A journey in search of his whole self in vast nature. A comfortable time at his haven filled with things he likes. Plus, SUGA’s on/off the record pictures he took by himself with a film camera! Find and see SUGA in the way he wanted to express himself.”

Some of the pictures were taken at Lone Pine in California (src btsmap1, see the “Yoongi, California” on this map for detailed locations), notably here (cover) and here (Hint skit at 0:08).

SUGA drives a white Land Rover Defender 90 V8 from the early 1990s with a “SUGA 13-0613″ plate, a nod to the group’s debut date. His co-star is a dog named Shelby.

[hwangism143]

requests? go ahead!

a/n: hi everyone, my requests are finally open! feel free to send them in my ask box.

guidelines.

send in an ask with the sentence number (up to three sentences per prompt) and idol pairing. if you want, you can even send in a specific trope.

all requests must be sfw. i do not write anything nsfw, at most it will be slightly suggestive.

fics above 1k words will be written separately, however i will tag the original request

prompts that are crossed out have already been requested and are either completed or in progress

prompts.

“You know, I prefer you naked, but that dress also looks breathtaking on you.” -> beginning from the end (lee felix)

“Do what I say or I will mercilessly tickle you.” -> (baby)girl (han jisung ft. 3racha)

“I’m in love with your voice.” -> euphonia (hwang hyunjin)

“Did you know that your eyes change colours when you look at me?” -> battleground (kim seungmin)

“I don’t think I have ever felt safer than in your arms.” -> off - limits (hwang hyunjin)

“Tough day? Do you want me to give you a massage?” -> pressure point (han jisung)

“You have a million freckles and I want to count them all.” -> stellar! (lee felix)

“I could listen to you all day.” -> euphonia (hwang hyunjin)

“One kiss is just never enough.” -> untitled (yang jeongin)

“I cannot find the words to describe how I feel about you.” -> beginning from the end (lee felix)

“Being happy, fortunately coincides with making you happy.” -> kintsugi (lee felix)

“Call me when you get home, so I know you’re safe.” -> off-limits (hwang hyunjin)

“However many years we have left, I want to spend them all with you.” -> invisible strings (bang chan, hwang hyunjin)

“I have the feeling that you’re trying not to kiss me and I give you permission to just do it.” -> battleground (kim seungmin)

“Sometimes, being with you feels like a dream that I don’t ever want to wake up from.” -> invisible string (bang chan, hwang hyunjin)

“Being half-asleep is a very good look on you.” -> pillow talk (kim seungmin)

“You can always talk to me, I will always be here for you.” -> treat you better (seo changbin)

“I’ve missed you so much.” -> untitled (yang jeongin)

"Was that an attempt of trying to flirt with me? Cause, wow, you need to step up your game." -> battleground (kim seungmin)

"Why are we watching this? There are so many other things to be watching, yet, we are watching this." -> people watching (lee minho)

"Did you just smile? Oh my god, the world is ending isn't it?" -> do us part (lee minho)

"When’s the last time you actually slept?" -> pressure point (han jisung)

"Just breathe, it’ll be over soon" -> off-limits (hwang hyunjin)

"Everything will feel that it’s not okay, but— don’t forget, you’re not alone this time" -> treat you better (seo changbin)

"I’m sorry" "No, don’t be sorry. It’s not your fault" -> empty (lee minho)

“Who’s that?” -> people watching (lee minho)

“I thought it was going to be just us today” -> of being alone and ignored (kim seungmin)

“Whose shirt is that? You know you can borrow mine whenever” -> untitled (yang jeongin)

“Who are they?” “A friend” “A ‘friend’ doesn’t hold your hand and tells you they love you” -> scoop! (seo changbin)

“You’re jealous” “Am not!” “You are jealous, and may I add, you’re a terrible liar” -> love is embarrassing (bang chan)

[ynverse]

mystic messenger !

“They think I’m crazy. My heartbeat goes up. Words cannot express my love for you.”

jumin han

↳ in another life

↳ fluff alphabet

saeyoung choi

↳ 01110110 01101001 01110010 01110101 01110011

saeran choi

↳ new emotions

↳ kintsugi

yoosung kim

↳ bf! yoosung

[qettleqorn]

omg hi!!!!! can i ask about your latest fictional crush (if you have one) hihiiiiii and also top 5 favourite drinks (bc im always drinking the same things and would love something new!! anything is fine really !!!)

and what are your ocs up to????? let me knowwwwww!! take care :DDDDDD

Slumber Party Ask

CHELLO! WHAT UP MY FRIEND! I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN FOREVER!

Under a read more to not clog things up!

Latest fictional crush I shan't lie it's more like I love their designs more than anything. But also big buff strong women. I-I might have a problem >>"

Miguel O'Hara (Spiderman: into the spider-verse)

Hobart Brown (Spiderman: into the spider-verse)

Star & Stripe / Cathleen Bate (BNHA)

Mirko / Rumi Usagiyama (BNHA)

Lady Nagant / Kaina Tsutsumi (BNHA)

Lady Tsunade (Naruto | Not new but still hot)

There's some others too but djfsbk- I don't want to take up the whole page

Top 5 drinks Sadly I drink the same things all the time too! It's only different because I mix it in something else!

Water Even though I don't consume it as much as I should lol

Milk I am a strong and hardy nord! Milk is important to my growing bones

Cranberry Juice Tasty-Tasy cranberries! Either alone or mixed! My current fave mix is cranberry, lime, and lemonade. Put in some ice and it's wonderful! But also add it in grape juice and it's good too!

Tea Raspberry tea is so good! Oh gosh, it's so tasty! But otherwise plain sweet tea, lemon tea, green tea- yada yada.

Root Beer Listen I can't help it, not like I drink a lot of it anyways but it's so tasty and oddly chalky? Drink it with those chalky bottle cap candies from here in the US and it's divine!

What are the ocs up to? Well let's see-

Mae-Hui "Kin" Kim - Or as you've known her, Kintsugi! She's currently getting another AU added to her roster! But otherwise I've been trying to work on some of her background stuff once more. Mostly stuff for my Aburame fic I'm still painstakingly working on.

Tsubasa Hoshiro / Aburame - He's someone you don't know about from last we chatted! But he's Khunbish's son! One of them anyways- I'm not doing much with him right now but he's nice to look at occasionally.

Nobu Asato / Aburame - He's super on the backburner but I really want to work on him again. I'm just too nervous and scared I guess to do anything with him. I've been debating on retiring him.

Shino Hoshiro - A relatively new character- kind of. More like repurposed and redesigned from some old concepts I had. She's a lovely little character I have who I hope to make play an important role in my Aburame story!

Plus so many more characters since last time!

[augment-techs]

What Thoughts Come to Mind About Your Favorite Boom! Comics PR Ship (part 2)

Zedd/Rita: Separate beds for when arguments get out of hand. Ordering takeout that gets stolen from each other like magpies when they’re in good moods. A parody of the song “I Got You, Babe” by Sonny and Cher. Kintsugi teacups for anniversary gifts. Choosing to grow plants or buy first edition books instead of having children. Miscarriages, trying, giving up, holding hands tight. Eating ginger with tea, even when it’s a little gross. Aisha/Rocky/Adam: Those born in captivity big cats that are raised by foster parents of totally different species and grow up all the better for it. Reading The Catcher in the Rye for school and getting into philosophic debates about whether or not the work has merit because it’s beautiful even though it came to light that Salinger turned out to be so much more problematic than the public first assumed. Painting toenails before going to the beach, checkering the colors of each other in perfect turns. A shared queen bed with ten-thousand stuffed animals they won for each other at the fair. Zordon/Zedd | Zophram: Grief in silence, grief in rage. Parasols shared at the beach at sunrise or sunset. Holding the button for the other when they get out of surgery but don’t want to use the pain medicine. Silently reading together, or working on battle plans with much the same energy and intent. Sex that doesn’t happen but once in a blue moon; and it’s usually awesome. Eating terrible food made by the other until they throw in the towel and finally go to cooking classes with people half their age. Billy/Jason: Shared looks in silence and understanding more precious than gold. Bandages in the cabinet, as well as iodine, aspirin, poultice, and salves always in stock. Stitches in awkward places like the armpit or the cleft of the ass. Sugar cookies made by long forgotten recipes. Playing games that involved bottles and closets when grade school was a daunting prospect and they couldn’t wait to be sixteen. Trying out a first kiss on each other and remembering it as so very strange, but also nice after a few more tries. Taking pictures of the other in skirts at the mall with friends, heels tripping them up, but still admitting they and the others look incredible, if slightly uncoordinated in color choice. Aisha/Kim: So much time doing each other’s hair with bells and ribbons and new hair care items. Oil massage on each other after a knock-down drag-out battle that left them both still very keyed up. Eating Indian food and stealing each other’s milk when the realization hits that it’s so much more than expected. Matching lingerie and chokers. Hauling one or the other out of bed when the holidays come a knocking and their are potatoes to peel and turkey to cook. Making out in front of disgusting conservative assholes, complete with fitting their hands into the other’s back pockets to squeeze.

[my-universe-rpg]

A - B - C - D Aaron Taylor-Johnson ✦ Milky Bang Chan ✦ Ru Ben Barnes ✦ aldycrowleyfell Brock O’Hurn ✦ Lionheart Byeon Woo Seok ✦ Neverland Byun Baek-hyun ✦ Betelgeuse Choi Beom Gyu ✦ Shinmon Choi Soobin ✦ ddalki Choi Yeon Jun ✦ Nubes Chris Evans ✦ The Firefighter Colby Keller ✦ Nham Diego Luna ✦ Tamal Rojo Dove Cameron ✦ Aurora Dylan o'Brien ✦ Shezza

E - F - G - H Han Jisung ✦ Smile Hugh Dancy ✦ Nefelibata Hwang Hyunjin ✦ Gin&Tonic

I - J - K - L Jackson wang ✦ Kitsune Jang Won Young ✦ Star Jeon Jung Kook ✦ Nubes Jeong Yun Oh (Jaehyun, NCT) ✦ Diaval John Seo (Johnny) ✦ Pumba Jung Eun Bi (Eun Ha) ✦ Pommie Jung Hoseok (J-Hope) ✦ Natilla Kai Kamal Huening ✦ Cocoroco Kim Chae Won ✦ Star Kim Jennie ✦ BlueLagoon Kim Kibum (Key) ✦ Smile Kim Min Jeong (Winter) ✦ Pusheen Kim Seok Jin ✦ Limonada Kim Tae Hyung (V) ✦ Lilium Lalisa Manobal ✦ Watermelon Lee Dong Min (Cha Eun Woo) ✦ Lord Barkis Lee dong-wook ✦ Kitsune Lee Felix ✦ Bunny Lee Hee Seung ✦ Creep Lee Ji Eun (IU) ✦ Hare Lee Minho (Lee Know) ✦ Bunny

M - N - O - P Madison Beer ✦ reckless Min Yoon-gi (Suga) ✦ MYuniverse Minatozaki Sana ✦ Fancy Nakamoto Yuta ✦ Hanasaki Park Jimin ✦ Limonada Park Seon Woo (Sunoo) ✦ Vixen Park Sung Hoon ✦ Dheixa Pedro Pascal ✦ Sixsmith

Q - R - S - T Seo Soo Jin ✦ Patata soviética Shen Quan Rui (Ricky) ✦ Mockbeth Song Yu Qi ✦ Haku

U - V - W - X

Y - Z Yang Jung Won ✦ Blas Yeh Shu Hua ✦ Patata soviética Yoo Ji Min (Karina) ✦ fancychild Yoo Si Ah (YooA de Oh My Girl) ✦ Kintsugi

[decemberwind]

WOUNDED HEALER - Biến Nỗi Đau Của Bản Thân Thành Sức Mạnh Chữa Lành

Ai cũng có nỗi đau và thương tổn của riêng mình. Đó có thể là công cụ để ta giúp đỡ người khác, cũng là giúp đỡ chính bản thân ta.

🌱 Wounded healer là gì?

Thuật ngữ Wounded Healer chỉ những người sử dụng những tổn thương tâm lý hay những nỗi đau của chính mình để giúp đỡ những người có nỗi đau tương tự. Khái niệm này xuất hiện nhiều trong các văn bản về phân tâm học và tham vấn, trị liệu tâm lý.

Dù vậy, Wounded Healer không nhất thiết phải là một chuyên gia tâm lý, mà có thể đơn thuần chỉ những người có khả năng giúp đỡ người khác bằng những trải nghiệm cá nhân của mình. Trải nghiệm chữa lành vết thương cho người khác có thể giúp họ giải quyết các vấn đề của bản thân, từ đó tiến tới “khép miệng” chính vết thương của mình.

🌱 Nguồn gốc của Wounded Healer?

Nhiều nguồn tài liệu chỉ ra rằng nhà tâm thần học và phân tâm học Carl Jung là người đã khai sinh ra khái niệm này trong văn bản Fundamental Questions of Psychotherapy vào năm 1951. Tuy nhiên, trong văn bản này, khái niệm chính xác mà Jung sử dụng là “Wounded Physician” với hàm ý tương tự Wounded Healer, nhưng gói gọn trong phạm vi của công việc trị liệu và những nhà tham vấn.

Ý của Jung, về cơ bản, khi nhắc tới Wounded Physician là để minh họa rằng công việc trị liệu là một nỗ lực có tính đối thoại của người trị liệu với người được trị liệu và với chính bản thân mình. Theo Jung, chính nỗi đau của nhà tham vấn là công cụ và sức mạnh để họ chữa trị cho những bệnh nhân của mình.

Để minh họa cho khái niệm này, Jung nhắc tới một huyền thoại trong huyền thoại Hy Lạp về nhân vật Chiron - một Nhân Mã với khả năng trị thương học từ thần Apollo và thần Artemis. Sau khi bị thương và phải chịu đau đớn từ vết thương do cung tên của Heracles gây ra, Chiron đã biến chính nỗi đau trong người mình thành động lực chữa trị cho những người khác.

🌱 Tại sao Wounded Healer lại phổ biến?

Sự phổ biến của thuật ngữ đi kèm với sự phát triển của ngành tham vấn tâm lý hiện đại. Ngày nay, ta biết tới Wounded Healer một phần nhờ sự xuất hiện của các dòng sách chữa lành.

Bản thân sự tồn tại của một khái niệm như Wounded Healer có nhiều ý nghĩa quan trọng ở nhiều mặt. Đối với ngành trị liệu tâm lý và các nhà tham vấn, Wounded Healer là sự công nhận rằng tất cả mọi người đều có những tổn thương - kể cả những người đi chữa trị cho người khác. Do đó, các nhà tham vấn không nên sợ hãi, xấu hổ, hay che đậy những vết thương của mình, mà nên coi đó là thứ gắn kết mình với bệnh nhân.

Đối với những người không làm công việc tham vấn - thì Wounded Healer cho thấy rằng ta có thể giúp đỡ người khác và giúp đỡ chính mình, bất kể bản thân có vụn vỡ tới đâu. Ở đây, có một khái niệm tương tự trong văn hóa Nhật Bản là kintsugi - chỉ việc chữa lại những chiếc bình, chiếc bát, hay chiếc cốc bằng gốm sứ đã vỡ bằng cách sử dụng hỗn hợp bột bằng vàng, bạc, và những kim loại khác để gắn liền những mảnh vỡ.

Từ góc nhìn này, những vết thương thực ra là những trải nghiệm quý báu, là thứ để ta học hỏi. Từ chỗ rạn nứt, những tổn thương hoàn toàn có thể trở thành chất kéo giúp ta hoàn thiện bản thân, giúp người khác trưởng thành và chữa lành.

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[ao3feed-kimparis]

Kintsugi

by sitkas

Pain shatters the memory and Harry screams himself awake. Eyes shooting open, darting frantically around Voyager’s sickbay, unseeing. It feels as though he’s on fire and he honestly thinks that might be preferable to what’s really happening. Whatever Species 8472 did to him it’s changing him, rewriting his DNA, turning him into one of them.

Words: 1984, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Star Trek: Voyager

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Relationships: Harry Kim/Tom Paris

Additional Tags: Episode: s03e26-s04e01 Scorpion Parts 1-2 (Star Trek: Voyager), Angst with a Happy Ending, Stream of Consciousness, mild body horror, Friends to Lovers

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/47303938