Ttu- I Cant Show You A Ruined Part Of Myself

ttu- I can’t show you a ruined part of myself

The Truth Untold - demon!jjk

“What are you afraid of, Jungkook?” You asked the broken man that stood in the field of a wilted garden, ready to break at any time. It was the first time you had ever seen him in such a state. A man so strong and powerful was capable of having a breaking point and there he was, your vulnerable man.

“Don’t come near me,” he told you, voice still loud and clear, a warning in his tone as he took another step back when you were about to step forward. “I can’t show you a ruined part of myself.”

Your heart melted. “Oh, Jungkook...”

“I told you-” he stepped back again. Afraid. “Don’t come near me.”

“We are all ruined, Jungkook. No one is born perfect.”

His eyes fell, breath shaky. “But you’re perfect, and I don’t want to ruin you.”

“I’m not perfect,” you confessed, a small lopsided smile curling at your lips, one of a somber glow. His eyes weren’t on yours so you took a brave step forward.

Everything Jungkook touched, he was able to ruin. All the flowers that surrounded him had wilted away, while where you stood, the flowers were in full blossom. But even with the being he was born as, you knew that he was anything but ruined. And for him to be so afraid for you to even come near him, for you to see that vulnerable part of him, your heart yearned for the demon that wanted nothing more than to reach for the hand that held out to him.

But he was too afraid to do so.

“You’re perfect, Y/N,” Jungkook said breathlessly. Tears glistened at his eyes, hoping to fall yet he couldn’t allow himself to do so. “You’re perfect and I’m ruined and I’m not going to ruin you.”

Another step forward.

“Even if I was perfect,” Closer and closer, “I don’t care.”

One more step and you stood at his feet. “Take me with you,” you said, taking his shaky hands into yours and suddenly he looked up, alarmed, afraid, frightened for you. “Wreck me.” You held back the hands that wanted to force his hands away from yours.

“Ruin me.”

A tear fell from his eyes. Then another.

“Don’t do this to yourself, Y/N. Let go of me,” he begged and begged but you wouldn’t listen. “Why would you-”

“Because I love you.”

The world froze in his eyes and for a long moment, Jungkook had stopped struggling just to stand there, staring into your eyes. Speechless.

“I love you,” you said again for him to understand. For him to hear it again. For him to know that it was true. “I love the demon who stands in front of me. I love you...Jeon Jungkook. Ruined or not, I love you.”

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song drabble game

New Beginnings (M)

pairing: werewolf!jeongguk x reader

genre: Slight angst, fluff (?), smut (jeongguk has a breeding kink, Alpha kink kinda, passionate jeongguk), kinda enemies to friends to lovers? lol 

words: 17.4k (i’m sorry)

warnings: blood mention, non present character death 

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It was cold. Fresh snow covered the soft forest ground in a sheet of pure white, some delicately resting on the branches of the bare trees that lived around you as more continued to fall from the sky above. The iciness burned your bare hands, leaving them red, flushed and numb as your excited giggles rang throughout the empty forest like a mantra. 

You were only four years old, and every year since your birth you would visit your grandfather at his cabin in the woods. Your mother, his only daughter, had passed during childbirth and afterwards he had secluded himself to a simple cabin in the woods that was miles away from any form of civilization to continue his independent research studies. He was a retired wildlife biologist, his motivation to continue his work in a professional setting dying along with his only child. 

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Dance For Me

↔Genre: Romance; fluff; established relationship.

↔Warnings: None.

His finger rested upon his bottom lip, his eyes were locked upon your form, his breath was snatched right from within his lungs.

After much begging on your part, he had finally taught you to dance only a mere handful of ways.

Your eyes had grown teary the more he put it off to the side until he could handle your quivering lip no longer, but how he wished he had agreed sooner just to witness how your eyes had rounded in pure excitement.

He had demonstrated what you were to do and you had followed almost perfectly aside from the few times he had corrected your stance.

But now he found that this little idea had proven itself to be far more interesting than planned once he had witnessed you display all you had learned from him.

You stood before him after your little performance came to a close, breathless but with satisfaction before he requested something of you that tilted your head in confusion.

"Dance for me," he breathed, an almost entranced expression upon his feautures, "without the music."

Your brow quirked and your lips parted to protest but he simply stared expectantly until you did as told, you silenced the soft music that wandered throughout the air.

Your body fell into the movements you had learned from him, whilst you moved with fluid grace, but you had repeated the steps rather clumsily, it was obvious that you paled in comparison to his own.

Yet, he found it adorable and he was stricken with more love for you if that was even possible.

The corners of his lips quirked upwards as his eyes glued themselves to your form to watch you, intently.

It was addicting, it kept him always desiring more as if he could never have his fill of watching your sweat slick form swaying before him.

Tiredness clung to you until he brought himself to your side where you twirled about, just his mere presence seemed to breathe more energy into your nearly exhausted body.

His hand caught your much smaller one to entangle your fingers together with a detectable grin upon his lips, you found their pull to you to be almost irresistible in their calling.

Your figures moved swiftly as if they were one with every step or twirl, your bodies circled the other, almost if it were pure instinct guiding you both closer to the other.

You danced to no more than the melody of your ragged breaths and steadily thumping hearts that drummed within your chests.

You had both indulged the other in the feeling of your bodies moving together, it brought an addictive euphoric feeling to wash over you both.

His low whispers that were murmured to your skin rose chilling bumps across your arms and legs until you stilled within his arms.

Wrapped within his grasp, prespiration shining upon your skin. You gazed up at him, he was your sun, you were just a mere planet that was drawn into him and you had never wanted anything more.

His smile simply gleamed with mischeif, it twinkled in the low light, his fingers interlaced with your own that was held close to his chest.

"When did I say you could stop?, sweetheart?"

tangled webs | jjk

— pairing; spiderman!jungkook x reader

— genre/au; soulmate au / spiderman au / angst, fluff

— rating; pg15

— word count; 14.1k

— warnings; mutual pining, swearing, non-graphic violence, threats, knives, attempted mugging, angst, near mcd, guns, kidnapping, fainting, explosions/bombs, weapons in general, fighting, injury, taegikook are little shits, idiots being idiots

— summary; Soulmates are tricky thing. Not everyone is lucky enough to have their destinies intertwined with their missing piece. Signs come in dreams for those fortunate souls; short bursts that are barely memorable when the sun rises. As for you? Flashes of red and blue are your only indicators to the identity of your other half.

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» this fic is dedicated to my fellow marvel stan @rkivenamu​​​!!! the very talented @httpangelicjimin​​​ made the banner, and my wonderful friends @jeonstime​​​ @moonmintrails​​​ and @jinniesbby​​​ beta read 🥺💕

» a special shoutout to my literal best friend of two years, my soulmate, and my partner in crime @galaxy-parker​​​ for brainstorming this with me on a warm summer night a little over a year ago. i’m glad that i picked the story back up and i’m so thankful for you being so encouraging. I LOVE YOU SANNA!!

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You wake with a gasp, breathing heavily as you attempt to shake away the phantom feeling of rain running down your face. Closing your eyes, you try to piece together the scattered details of your odd dream, but nothing resurfaces. All that comes up is the incredibly realistic feeling that droplets of rain are soaking your hair and face, a sharp tug to your gut indicating that this was no ordinary dream.

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08; prince!taehyung

“wait, don’t pull away… not yet.” (08)

taehyung has duties that he has to tend to for the kingdom, ever since he was born. whether it meant to grow up healthy, never fall sick for the sake of the royal blood flushing through his veins or deciding if he should see you, dropping ever so casually to where you’re working which just so happens to be one of the rooms in the castle.

okay, maybe he’s abusing his powers as a prince but you know what? maintaining his happiness is essential to making the right decisions as a prince and for that, taehyung says-”hello, y/n,”

you don’t even need to look up from your seat, only standing up from where you are. your hands still grasp onto the piece of clothing you were working on as taehyung strides over and wraps his arms around you. he shakes you a little and whines into your neck when he doesn’t feel you truly embracing him.

snorting, you place your material onto the table before smoothening your palms around his waist and locking your arms by his torso. he sighs into your neck and your head tilts ever so slightly to allow him access to kiss your skin. his grip grows tighter as he breathes deeply and your eyes close shut, idly swaying along with him as he drowns in your presence.

you can’t tell if it’s been five minutes or ten that you’re about to retract your hands and taehyung senses this faster than you can, halting your movement with-”wait… don’t pull away,” he squeezes you tighter, “not yet…”

you can only sigh, deciding to rest your arms around him and you feel his smile on your skin as the pair of you stay like that for a while more.

((”tae, i regret to inform you that i have to carry out my duties,” you’re slapping the lower of his back and he whines, “just a bit more…”

“that’s what you said five minutes ago,”

“and the next five minutes will be different,”

“you also said that,”

“…”

“…”

“as prince, i command you to allow me to hug you longer,”

“…as you wish then, my prince,”

taehyung’s grinning against you again, not intending to let go of you.))

Stories of Us

↳ Winter

Pairings: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre:  Angst, Scifi, Drabble

Words: 1.5K

A/N: This is a winter themed spin-off of a new Scifi fic that I’ll be releasing next year called “Of Stardust and Spacetime”, so it might be a little confusing (but aren’t all of my scifi fics, so what’s new? lol). I hope you guys enjoy this short glimpse! Happy Holidays ^_^

His name was Jeon Jungkook.

He possessed a pair of doe eyes that could convey more than words are capable of and a penchant for Santa hats and strawberry lollipops. He doesn’t know it yet, but you met him a long, long time ago. Sometimes you have these thoughts, doubts that try to persuade you that it was all a hallucination, and he didn’t actually learn your name on a frosty winter evening when the entire world was masked under the silence of the night. It’s easier to believe that none of it was real because the laws of the universe do not make exceptions for souls separated by millions of light-years.

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