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orchidyoonkook · 6 months
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Beauty doesn’t even begin to describe you, Love
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incorrectenhypen · 5 months
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Riki: I'm gonna make myself some soup
Jay: Be careful not to burn the house down, Riki
Riki: Pfft, I won't
[one minute later...]
Everyone, standing before their now burning house:
Riki: Well...I may or may not have burned the house down while making soup.
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bessie2794 · 1 year
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pinkcottonlatte · 1 year
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YOONGIᵳᵢ𝓬 ᵣₑ𝓬ₛ
[part 1]
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⦾ Series
⁃ Turqbuni by @solastia (complete, featuring Jimin, Angst, explicit smut, threesome)
⁃ feels so right by @solastia (on going, Emotional manipulation, domestic violence, Infidelity, Eventual smut)
⁃ she’s too clingy by @tvntae (on going, Angst, mentions of sex, cursing, cheating)
⁃ void by @btssavedmylifeblr (on going, ot5, smut, explicit sexual content, masturbation, discussions of pornography, voyeurism, and excessive sexual tension)
⁃ silver spoon by @blameblamebts (ongoing, Angst/ Romance)
⁃ what if by @blameblamebts (complete, Angst/Romance/Violence)
⁃ la douleur exquise by @cinnaminsvga (on going, fluff, angst, humor, eventual smut)
⁃ pretend by @gimmesumsuga (ongoing, on hiatus, explicit smut, angst, infidelity)
⁃ her by @solelybts (angst)
⁃ silent black keys by @dtownsuga (on going, deaf composer! yoongi x librarian! y/n, angst, fluff)
⁃ white gown by @dtownsuga (ongoing, doctor! yoongi x doctor! y/n, fluff, angst, eventual smut)
⁃ grey area by @blushoseoks (ongoing, slowburn, soulmate au, angst, language, eventual smut)
⁃ leave me by @itsamejin (complete, angst, cheating, toxic relationship)
⁃ goodbye by @itsamejin (complete, cursing, fighting, angst)
⁃ droplets by @bts-timestories (ongoing, historical au, arranged marriage, angst, violence and yandere themes)
⁃ ink nemesis by @scriptaed (complete, Angst/Fluff || paparazzi!au; fake dating!au;)
⁃ all the room in the world by @inkofyoonkoo (complete, Fluff/angst | Childhood friends!AU ∘ Friends to lovers!AU)
⁃ poetica by @inkofyoonkoo (ongoing, sci fi au, smut, angst, fluff)
⁃ you among the others by @inkofyoonkoo (ongoing, enemies to lovers, smut, angst, fluff, college au)
⁃ Dating advice by @taleasnewastime (complete, fluff, angst, smut)
⁃ look down on me like that by @here2bbtstrash (ongoing, slow burn, enemies to lovers, coworkers au, smut, angst)
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⦾ Oneshots
⁃ my woman by @solastia (smut & fluff)
⁃ a new beginning by @tvntae (fluff & angst)
⁃ gwanghae flow by @btssavedmylifeblr (explicit sexual activity,dub-con, unhealthy relationship dynamics, slut shaming, adultery, impreg kink, knife/sword play, historical inaccuracy)
⁃ inspiration by @blameblamebts (fluff, angst)
⁃ be quiet by @gimmesumsuga (smut, oral)
⁃ wraith by @gimmesumsuga (angst, Cursing, mentions of domestic abuse, rough, unprotected sex, violence, blood, character deaths)
⁃ your favourite game by @gimmesumsuga (smut, fluff)
⁃ seesaw by @dtownsuga (angst, toxic behaviour)
⁃ this love by @itsamejin (angst, fluff, idol!yoongi, artist!yn, cursing, sexual content)
⁃ all oneshots and drabbles of @scriptaed
⁃ all fics of @blu-joons
⁃ litost by @ethertae (humiliation, dirty talk, degradation, orgasm denial, unprotected sex, angst, smut)
⁃ all eyes on me by @here2bbtstrash (smut, college au, masturbation, accidental and then purposeful voyeurism, a smidge of dirty talk)
⁃ me and my husband by @here2bbtstrash (smut, dom husband yoongi, minor dirty talk/teasing/ass grabbing, suggested infidelity as teasing, semi-public indecency, spanking as punishment, thigh riding, a smidge of crying, squirting)
⁃ watermelon sugar by @here2bbtstrash (spit kink, erotic watermelon eating , friends to lovers, tiny bit of praise kink)
⁃ drip by @here2bbtstrash (friends to lovers, smut)
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darthagustd · 5 months
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Suga Photofolio 2023
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taengi-suga-cubes · 6 months
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prettiest babiest man alive 😭 😭 yoongi’s my baby boy yoongi’s my baby boy yoongi’s my baby boy
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joonmon · 2 months
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Day 22
SUGA @ MAISON VALENTINO HAUTE COUTURE SPRING 2023
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chiminshi · 10 months
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He's so 😍😍😍😍😍
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minjizdraft · 9 months
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Slayed 🫴
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garotaorganica · 7 months
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yobelongtodeer · 1 year
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Yoongi dark blue moodboard
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cakikeru · 5 months
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incorrectenhypen · 2 years
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Jake: How do I deal with my enemies?
Niki: Kill them.
Jake: That's a bit extreme, I was hoping for a more passive solution
Niki: Kill them, only a little?
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thebtsprint · 1 year
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D-Day (SUGA, 2023)
Support my works? x, x
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nightscapepersona · 9 months
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One Guitar, Tangerine Breadcrumbs, and a Golden Afternoon — Yoongi Drabble
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Aaaaand... this is a Yoongi drabble I’ve been keeping in the draft trunk. Just a soft kind of afternoon.
Pairing: Yoongi x Reader, Yoongi x OFC
Genre: Fluff (no particular AU but he’s still a musician)
Word count: 833
Recommended Songs: Golden Hour — JVKE; People — Agust D
Summary: A golden afternoon. One rooftop. Tangerine breadcrumbs. Two fools. One guitar. OR: “Guide me.” He uttered the two words so lowly that they rumbled against her ear.
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One Guitar, Tangerine Breadcrumbs, and a Golden Afternoon — by Nightscape Persona
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The afternoon had been spent away on the rooftop, amid billows of laughter and questions back and forth. She loved learning about him, hearing him talk.
The garden swayed with the wind, and she swayed with infatuation.
Though it was more than that now.
The golden hour stretched its fingers over their two bodies, feet apart from each other, sitting on the same bench. Still two awkward for close contact, yet budging closer by the minute.
She then had the great idea to remind him of the guitar.
His guitar.
A black guitar he brought with him. Because he was going to practice on the rooftop. To strum away his afternoon. Albeit the only thing that was strummed away was his heart, away into her gaze.
A black guitar against the bench. Crumbles of tangerine shortcake on the floor.
Anyways. She reminded him of his forgotten trinket. Maybe he’d prick the strings for her.
Or maybe not.
Yoongi asked if she played. Which was dumb, because he knew she did.
She answered yes, wondering why he’d ask that.
He asked her to play.
That’s not what she had in mind. Still, she picked up the instrument, handling it like you would an ancient artifact.
As if it was most fragile.
Most fragile, like her regard for his regard of her.
Most fragile because it was his, and he let her place her hands on it. Like he’d let her place them on his soul.
Maybe she was an exception, or maybe he let others do this too. Borrow his guitar. Play the strings for him. Tug at his heartstrings just a bit.
So she started to strum some chords. A loose melody that would maybe grow into a song. She wasn’t sure yet how the lyrics would go. Perhaps something about tangerine bread and golden afternoons.
Suddenly, he was moving to sit behind her, leaning forward on her back. He smiled at her over her shoulder, as if to look at her play from over there.
She looked at him in bewilderment. Was he really going to watch her play like this?
His next move surprised her even further. He put his arms around her and moved his fingers to delicately graze hers.
No, Yoongi was going to play with her.
As if close ain’t close enough.
“Guide me.”
He uttered the two words so lowly that they rumbled against her ear.
He smelled of coffee and cologne. Delectable, the americano he had been sipping before. Intoxicating, the smell of him.
“You of all people are asking me to guide you?,” she laughed, leaning back on his chest and shoulder, trying to conceal her nervousness. “You know, on the instrument you already know how to play?”
“Not with you. You make me forget everything I think I know.”
He brushed the words against her hair. Leaned his head against hers.
Her stomach plummeted. Her heart did a somersault.
And something changed in the air.
And it called for both of them to suddenly turn serious. Her throat ran dry, a heaviness falling over her limbs. Her heart hummingbirding in her chest.
The laughter gone, her tremulous fingers reached for his own on the guitar. His eyes traced her hands’ movement. She covered his fingers with hers, and led him along the chords.
It was a little bit awkward, and the notes didn’t come out quite right. But she kept going. She gently lifted his fingers and placed them around the strings. For the comfort of brushing his fingers, which had gone cold, just like hers, with the air growing colder and the sudden nervousness that settled in them both.
Was she afraid? Why was she so… insecure? Nervous?
The fear of something new.
The atmosphere teeming with growing feelings, unnerving realizations, and unsaid words. It ought to be.
Eventually, Yoongi just clasped his hands in hers, and she closed her eyes, against him. The evening was too cold to feel his warmth against her back, but she felt it all around her. Both opened their eyes to an orange sun falling in between the gray clouds and the city lights starting to glint beyond the rooftop.
There in the cold evening, they claimed a moment from time.
It was not just the prickling warmth of the March sun on their cheeks. Or the chilly wind messing with their hair. Or the temperature dropping as the sun continued sinking down.
It’s the way she felt, pressed up against him.
The future which was uncertainly certain. The peace of finding something that feels right, someone who feels right.
The quietness.
The chaos.
The beating of her heart.
The beating of his own.
The whirlwind of found feelings coming down into their rightful places. Of realizing that she belonged with him. Everything happening at once.
He resumed the strumming, softly. She felt herself breathe. He smiled against her neck.
Everything would be alright.
He was hers. She was his.
A sunset changing from orange to red.
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plummarvelous · 1 month
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happy birthday meowngi 💜🫶
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