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ミ☆ seventeen social media au 

        ミ☆ a love alarm inspired au

ミ★ synopsis: in a world where everyone finds out who loves them within a 10 meter radius through the app love alarm, confessing your feelings without the use of the app is no longer considered normal. however, you refuse to download it in hopes that you’ll be able to fall in love without being dependent on love alarm.

ミ★ genre: slice of life!au, fluff, humor, angst

ミ★ pairings: wonwoo x female reader

ミ★ start: dec. 29, 2020        ミ★ end: mar. 14, 2021

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PAIRING :

roommate!kang taehyun x fem!reader

GENRE :

fluff, angst, crack(?)

WARNINGS :

curse words, bad & suggestive jokes

SYNOPSIS :

if there's anything y/n's good at, it's differentiating her feelings between love or hate. it's so distinct, she really doesn't get it when people say they have mixed feelings about something, cause to her, love is LOVE and hate is, well... HATE. LOVE is like her feelings for prodsputnik, an anonymous soundcloud artist she adores which she may or may not have a stan account for. HATE is like her feelings towards her roommate, kang taehyun. she even claimed that researchers are bullshitting when they say there's a thin line between hate and love. but what if y/n figures out that prodsputnik and kang taehyun is the same person? will the line between love and hate stay thick and clear as fuck (y/n's words) to y/n or will it get blurry?

STATUS :

completed

START :

Sept 23, 2021

END :

Jan 23, 2022

TAGLIST: CLOSED

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how wonwoo says “i love you” for the first time 💌

he carries you all the way to the bathroom, bridal style and all, just so he can clean your knee. he stays silent as he helps you sit down on the edge of the bathtub and even when you wince in pain, his lips are sealed in a thin line. you look at wonwoo every once in awhile as he dabs your knee with a sterile gauze, noticing the wrinkles that formed between his eyebrows as he inspects your bleeding knee.

you reach out to smooth the wrinkles between his eyebrows with your fingertips and he momentarily stops his movements just to look at you. “i’m sorry,” you finally speak, your lower lip jutting out to let him know just how sorry you are for being so careless.

he shakes his head, and returns his attention back to your cut. he cleans your cut in no time and he leaves you to sit on the edge whilst he throws the red gauze in the bin. you stare at him through the mirror as he washes his hands and his face remains unreadable.

“woo i said i’m sorry,” you attempt to stand up but one look at you through the mirror sends you back down. “why’d you have to be so carelesss yn?” he finally replies, spinning around and leaning against the sink.

“i just wanted to surprise ‘s all,” you mumble, your head dropping in embarrassment. you wanted to surprise him for your 6th monthsary but after tangling yourself with the fairy lights and falling off the stool, the ruckus had him running down from his bedroom to the living room where he found you laying on the floor. he didn’t know his heart could drop so low at the sight of you.

“i really don’t get why we have to celebrate our 6th month together,” he sighs, running a hand through his hair. he closes the gap between you two as he kneels between your legs. he cups your cheeks with his warm hands. wonwoo loses his train of thoughts as he continues to look into your eyes and without being able to stop himself, he whispers the three words you’ve been aching to hear from him.

“i love you okay? i don’t need any fairy lights or a blanket fort, i just want you.”

you grin so widely at his words that the pain coursing through your knees subsides momentarily. you cup his cheeks in your hands too, placing a long and soft kiss on his lips.

“i love you too.”

A Gilded World

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/8416441/chapters/19285816

Author: smiles

Rating: Explicit

Relationships: Min Yoongi/Kim Seokjin

Status: Completed

Chapters: 22/22 (169945 words)

Tags: Arranged Marriage AU

Summary:

Jeon Seokjin has exactly four weeks to stop the impending engagement of his younger brother, doomed to a loveless marriage. The only way to stop it is to make a better match, more advantageous, more lucrative for the Jeon family. It’s impossible. It’s his only option.

Min Yoongi does not want, will never want, will never ever even consider, marriage. It’s not in the cards. He’s stubborn enough to achieve the total ban on marriage talks. Except maybe his grandmother is a little more stubborn than he is, and maybe she’s determined to see him march down the aisle.

The chaebol arranged marriage au that exactly one and a half people asked for.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/8416441/chapters/19285816

do you want me (dead?) | jjk

summary: jeon jungkook, quidditch extraordinaire and overall pain in your ass, is the one problem you can’t seem to solve, even with years of being the school’s advice columnist under your belt. that is, until you begin to receive letters from someone under the alias of bambi, requesting help with confessing to a crush, and suddenly, your relationship with jeon jungkook takes a turn for… the worst?

{hogwarts!au, enemies to lovers!au}

pairing: jeon jungkook x female reader word count: 11k genre: fluff! just fluff !!! warnings: this may or may not be absolute self-indulgent trash. a/n: ha! you thought it would be like 20k, you were wrong. and honestly, i’m kind of glad it’s the same length as the rest of the sorted series. you know, for uniformity. anyway, enjoy this flaming garbage dumpster pile of a jungkook e2l fic. have i ever written anything more self indulgent? no? also, happy 2 years to gukyi dot tumblr dot com!!!!

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recently divorced & looking for a new producer you’re inroduced to the seemingly stoic and hardworking min yoongi. at first it seems like he hates you but slowly he begins to warm up, showing you who he really is. how could you not fall for the caring, talented and amazingly devoted father?

pairing: idol!reader x producer/dad!yoongi

genre: S2L, angst, fluff

type: social media au

mood: pinterest board & spotify playlist

side pairing: taekook

updates: daily @ 7pm cst

a/n: disclaimer! baekhyun is an absolute dick in this but i in no way think that’s how he really is or that he would do anything i’ve written! i use people i like as side characters. also, there are mentions of infertility & it’s a fairly major plot point but there are no mentions of miscarriage apart from one of the songs implying it.

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hello! can i request an at home coffee date w yoongi? smth like yoongi cleans 'round the house and its warm and pretty and when reader enters the house after a rough day its filled w the smell of coffee (i love coffee too <3) and its just reaallllly fluffy? thank u for your time on this. and thank u in adv if you write this request. hope ure doing well!💖

COFFEE & CUDDLES ; myg

pairing: yoongi x reader

genre: so. much. fluff.

summary: see ask

word count: approx 1.1k

a/n: ANON CAN I JUST SAY: thank you so much. this was so much fun to write. i hope you enjoy it as much as i enjoyed writing it, and i hope it was at least similar to what you were requesting!! i was able to get this done pretty quickly <3

songs i listened to whilst writing: lover of mine — 5sos, best years — 5sos, someone to you — banners

taglist (send an ask to be added to my general taglist!): @mwitsmejk

THE BUZZ OF your phone jolted you out of the slumped position you were in over your desk, and you let out a groan. Today had been exhausting to say the least — after a bad night and a long, long day at work, you wanted nothing more than to be at home, in bed.

“Hello?”

You felt your lips quirk up at the sound of your boyfriend on the other end of the line. “Hi, baby,” you greeted him tiredly, glancing at the clock.

“When are you coming home?” Yoongi asked, straight to the point as always.

”I’m —“ You cut yourself off to yawn. “Sorry. I’m about to leave work now, I’ll be home soon.”

“Okay. Good.” He said simply and then ended the call. You suppressed a smile at his plain words, before dragging yourself out of your office, calling a goodbye to some of the co-workers you passed along the way.

By the time you got home, you were ready to pass out, but as you pulled into the driveway, you internally groaned. There was laundry to be done, and the living room was a tip, and you hadn’t washed the dishes after last night’s dinner or this morning’s breakfast. “Fu-u-uck,” you groaned in annoyance, and dropped your head on the steering wheel for a few seconds. After a few moments, though, you gathered your strength and exited your car, and jiggled your keys into the door.

The first thing you noticed was the smell. Coffee. You breathed in it deeply; coffee was one of the most heavenly smells on the planet, in your opinion.

“I’m home!” you called out as you kicked off your shoes, not exactly sure where in the house your boyfriend was. He appeared in the doorway of the kitchen, his lips twitched into a familiar gummy smile.

The first thing you did was fling your arms around him and drop your head on his chest. You let out a long, contented sigh as he wrapped his arms around you tightly, squeezing once.

“Long day?” he asked gently, combing a hand through your hair.

“The longest,” you said tiredly. “Missed you.”

“Missed you too,” he mumbled, then kissed your head. Then, suddenly, he swung you up into his arms and you let out a surprised yelp, clutching your arms around his neck.

“Yoongi!”

He let out an amused laugh at your shriek, and carried you into the kitchen, setting you on the counter, and standing between your legs. Even with you sitting down well above him, he was still almost as tall as you. He moved closer and rested his forehead against yours.

“Hi,” you whispered, a giggle in your tone as your noses brushed.

“Hi, jagi,” he mumbled back, before pressing his lips against yours. You let out a soft exhalation into the kiss, relaxing for the first time all day, winding your arms around Yoongi’s neck. He kissed you gently, sliding his hands into your hair and twirling strands around his fingers.

When you break apart, he moved backwards, towards the kitchen table and he picked up two mugs that you hadn’t noticed before, being too wrapped up in him. He handed one mug to you, taking a sip of his own.

“Oh my God, I love you,” you groan dramatically, pressing a kiss to his cheek, after taking the first sip of the coffee he’d made you. It was perfect, as always — he was one of the few people who always got it exactly right.

He snorted at your melodramatic antics. “Is that all I am to you? A coffee-maker?”

“Yes,” you said unapologetically. “But not just any coffee-maker. The best coffee-maker.” You nodded fervently, and Yoongi laughed again, shaking his head at you.

“Coffee makes everything better,” you said after a moment, relishing in the warm drink. “And you,” you add, dropping a kiss on Yoongi’s cheek again. “You make everything so much better.”

He scrunched his face up, trying to look disgusted, but it didn’t work. His ears and the apples of his cheeks were turning red, and you giggled at the sight, but chose to keep quiet instead of teasing him.

“Baby, did something go wrong today, with work?” he asked after a moment, voice soft. “You sound so exhausted.”

You shrugged. “Just a long day.”

He made a noise of understanding as you finished off your coffee. When you made to swing yourself off the counter, though, he hooked his arms underneath so that he was carrying bridal style, and you let out another surprised squeal. “Put me down!”

“What?” he protested innocently. “You said you were tired. So you need to rest.”

“I have to do stuff first,” you whined, wriggling and slapping at his arms gently. Of course, you were no match for him — your movements had absolutely zero effect.

“There’s nothing to do, sweetheart,” he said confidently, as he carried you towards the doorway.

You paused in your squirming. “Huh? I need to do the washing and the living — ”

“No, you don’t,” he said simply. “I’ve done it all.”

“What?”

“I did it all,” he repeated, unfazed. “Did the dishes, the laundry, tidied the living room, vacuumed upstairs — it’s all done.”

You gape wordlessly for a few seconds. “You — huh?”

Yoongi set you down on the sofa in the living room, sprawling next to you. His face was completely unbothered, barely even glancing at your shocked expression as he groped for the TV remote.

“Oh my God,” you said after a few moments. You glanced around the living room and remembered how tidy the kitchen had been — everything was spotless. “Min Yoongi, you are the most perfect man in the entire world.”

He flushed slightly at that and tried to shrug it off. “I know.”

You curled up into the chest of the man next to you, tears pricking at your eyes. “Seriously. What did I do to deserve you?”

“It was nothing,” he said with a laugh. “Don’t cry, darling. It’s okay.” He lifted you into his lap so that your were straddling him, and you buried your face in his chest. He smelt like a mixture of coffee and vanilla, soft and warm. He tightened his arms around you, and pressed gentle kisses to the top of your head.

“I literally love you,” you said into his chest.

“All I did was clean up!” he snorted. “If my baby’s tired, of course I’m going to help out.” He paused, and kissed your forehead. “I love you too. You want to go sleep upstairs?”

You shook your head, nuzzling into his neck. “Want to stay here with you. Cuddles.”

He huffed a laugh. “Okay. Cuddles.”

And that was how the rest of the evening was spent, cuddles and coffee and the warm feeling in your chest that only Min Yoongi could produce.

NOW WE’RE EVEN

“good luck trying to get rid of me”

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: crack; enemies to lovers; fake dating au; sm au.

warnings: explicit jokes; some angsty realizations about feelings ; mentions of stalking

summary: in which in a serious of unfortunate events a piece of paper promising jungkook she'd do anything to return a favour comes back to haunt y/n. who would've thought jungkook would actually ask her to return the favour and expect her to be his fake girlfriend. oh well, accidents happen and jungkook never forgets promises.

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part 1. explicit brain

part 2. pure poison

part 3. real girlfriend

part 4. explaining to do

part 5. shower thoughts

part 6. min devil

part 7. bully on main

part 8. dinner?? together??

part 9. locked INSIDE

part 10. enemies since birth

part 11. shaking in fear

part 12. elevator talks

part 13. forbidden room

part 14. it’s ART

part 15. only threats

part 16. accidents happen

part 17. ugly scream

part 18. say goodnight

part 19. ugly words

part 20. strange feeling

part 21. jealousy is a disease

part 22. baby??

part 23. accidently confessed

part 24. ITS A JOKE

part 25. poisonous cake

part 26. heartfelt behaviour

part 27. accidently matching

part 28. lonely thoughts

part 29. intentional confession

part 30. now we're even

end.

by popular demand I rewrote this au and here it is 😽 I hope u enjoy it

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“it’s easy, dad.”

summary: Iseul has a thing or two to teach his dad

pairing: kim namjoon x reader genre: dad!bts, family fluff word count: 580+ tags/warnings: mentions children, just a frustrated Joon trying to braid hair

a/n: [reposting because tags] for anon, ahh it’s finally here, i’m so sorry for taking so long. it’s a shorty but I thoroughly enjoyed writing this! I hope you enjoy it as well~

Eunjoo can’t seem to stay still long enough for Namjoon to gather all of her hair in one hand.

“Aigo, stay still, flower,” Namjoon huffs, pulling her hair messily, “the sooner we get this done the sooner you can play with hyung.”

Eunjoo bounces impatiently and starts to whine, “mommy never takes this long,” she drawls.

Namjoon rolls his eyes, smiling, “and right now mommy is busy so-“

“Ouch, daddy! You’re pulling my hair too hard,” Eunjoo is on the brink of a meltdown, scratching her scalp where Namjoon tugged a little too hard.

“Dad?” Iseul walks in and stares at the two before stepping in the space between Namjoon and his little sister.

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