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Quarter Life Crisis
pairing: jungkook x reader
genre/warning: slow burn friends to lovers!au, friend zoning, being dense AF, swearing & sarcastic bantering, a smidge of angst, explicit implications of smut
word count: 25k
A/N: guys. i’ve never written something this long and in depth before and i honestly don’t know how to feel about it. but i do know i have a newfound respect for fic writers. i poured so much time and effort into this, and can only imagine what other writers go through so please remember to show your fave writers love for all their hard work!
In the movies, the recently graduated, mid-twenties protagonist sets off on the journey of life and seems to immediately land a fantastic job, find a stellar unit in an even more luxurious apartment complex, gets a fancy car with a name that’s impossible to pronounce, is in a long term relationship from college and is going to receive a proposal within the next few months (but doesn’t know it yet), and basically, has life all figured out. If movies are going to portray young adult life like that, then that’s ideally what your twenties should be like, right? Being young, educated, ready to take on the world, further discovering yourself and finding true love.
This, however, is not what you imagined your mid-twenties to be like.
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re·al·i·za·tion
noun
The moment of sudden clarity when feelings are finally recognized, or are made aware for the first time.
It hit you one random afternoon in the studio, a soft beat filling the silence in the small, dimly lit room as you curled up even more snugly into Yoongi’s blanket on the black leather sofa. His back faced towards you, bits of his blueish black hair sticking out from beneath his black beanie, his head bobbing slightly to the beat as he clicked away on his mouse. From the side, you could see the black mask tucked under his chin with one strap behind each ear, his fair skin strikingly pale due to the contrast with his dark clothing and onyx eyes. He chewed on his bottom lip in concentration, mumbling softly to himself as his other hand fiddled around with the different controls on his sound board. He was in the zone, as per usual, and over the course of the past few months, you’d come to learn very quickly that he did not appreciate being bothered while he was in this state. Just like the very first time you’d met in your composition class.
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Long Live The King
I know it’s been so long and forgive me for my horribly rusty writing skills, but I’ve been so excited and working hard on this soulmate!au so I hope you guys still enjoy it :)
Long Live The King
soulmate!au
6,853 words
You are my muse were the very magic words that tied your mother and father’s destinies together.
The food here sucks was the key phrase that led your brother-in-law to cementing his future with your second oldest sister.
You’ve seen and heard of many different soul brandings, some ranging from short little random phrases etched on their arms to lengthier, more specific sentences, sometimes even poems. Some were just so beautiful, the kind that could easily tug on the heartstrings of many. Thank you for being my anchor throughout the storm. Or without you, I wouldn’t have made it this far. Without you, I wouldn’t be here. But others were just straight up ridiculous. If you eat the last croissant, I’m going to scream. Or I broke your mom’s favorite lamp - on a scale from 1 to “just end me now,” how angry will she be?
There was a time many years ago when your father spent countless nights writing and composing a song for a fair maiden who had stolen his heart from a distance. Although they had exchanged several brief conversations in passing, he never thought she’d notice him otherwise, not when she always seemed to have a throng of suitors containing her within a suffocating cocoon at all times. But one fateful day, his sweet melody lulled her away from the crowd and towards the piano across the room, her body naturally leaning against the dated wooden instrument as she admired his fingers effortlessly dancing along the black and white keys.
“That is the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard.”
He described that moment to you, that unforgettable, unmistakable sensation, as a sudden bolt of warmth blooming from within his forearm beneath the tattooed words on his skin, traveling up through his veins and vibrating throughout his entire body at the sound of that specific phrase falling from her lips. He knew right away what was happening but still continued to play as if nothing out of the ordinary were happening, filling the entire room with his uninterrupted aria.
When she had asked him what song he was playing, it was then that he finally confessed that he had wrote it for her, that her beauty, her warm, caressing laughter, the twinkle in her eye, the very essence of her being, inspired this piece - her and her alone. Your mother apparently turned as red as a tomato, her heart pounding mercilessly against her chest, her fingers trembling to accompany the restless anticipation swirling in her stomach. It was a lovely moment, and yet she was completely unaware that your father’s next words would forever change the course of her life.
“You are my muse.”
The rest is history.
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Pizza Cravings: Again (Yoongi)
by popular demand, here’s part 2! forgive me my part 2′s are always mehhh
Genre: the fluffiest a bickering argument can get
Word count: 1592
Rating: N for Not too much of a potty mouth this time
CLICK HERE TO READ PART 1
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Pushed Over the Edge (Yoongi)
note to self: listening to 4MEN’s ballads while writing angst is a recipe for some angsty angstier angst. but really i love that this request allowed me so much freedom but it also gave me a a couple specific directions to choose from.
if you have more requests like this (please refer to this for some options) for the other members, let me know! i’m still working hard on other requests as well. thank you lovelies for your patience <3
Genre: angst makes me cry
Word count: 1349
Rating: S for I always make yoongi Swear like a sailor im so sorry (language, involvement of alcohol, implied suicide)
**WARNING** please do not read this if suicide is a trigger or an uncomfortable topic for you. there is nothing graphic mentioned but suicide itself is clearly implied so please read with discretion.
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Scaredy Cat (Yoongi)
Genre: is yoongi sexy
Word count: 1050
Rating: ;)
basically i hate love 4meensuga. enjoy!
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Stressed (Yoongi)
Genre: stress relieving fluff
Word count: 1305
Rating: as fluffy as yoongi’s hair
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The Garden of Yoongi
I never thought I would be taking requests, but here I am trying this whole requests thing out. As requested by 4meensuga, here’s yoongles the gardener :) thank you for infiring me J should i really start taking requests
Genre: as fluffy as yoongi’s pink cotton candy hair
Word count: 1906
Rating: P for yoongi’s a Potty mouth
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