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Sugar and Coffee [14]

Chapter 13 - Chapter 14

➜ Words: 4.7k

➜ Genres: 99.5% Fluff, 0.5% Angst, Pâtisserie school!AU

➜ Summary: It isn’t hard to be a pâtisserie chef, but it’s not a piece of cake either. It seems like for you in particular, life keeps throwing in one wrench after another. It always finds ways to make your sweets bitter. The cherry on top is Jeon Jungkook — a rival with a sensitive sweet tooth who always finds ways to complain about you.

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Synopsis: 

Jeon Jungkook is everything you have ever desired in a partner. He’s kind, passionate, funny, honest, warm and every positive adjective in the dictionary. He totally gets you and you get him. He seems like the perfect guy for you, except he is dating your best friend. What could possibly go wrong? 

OR 

The four times you get the wind knocked out of you by Jeon Jeongguk

Genre:  Angst (a lot of it) + mild smut + a li’l bit of fluff but mostly angst

Pairing: Jungkook x female reader

Word count: 13.1k 

A/N: a huge thank you to you if you read this. Any kind of feedback is appreciated ❤️ I hope you enjoy it!

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So far there have been two times in your life where you have gotten the wind knocked out of you. The first was when you saw your favourite band in concert for the first time ever. The second is when you see Jeon Jeongguk across the room at your best friend’s party. 

{3 years ago}

Standing in the corner of the room, you scan the crowd that has filled the house. As you continue your examination, your eyes catch a stranger across the room. He’s got a beer in one hand, and with the other, he is running a hand through his hair. To say you feel unsteady on your feet and can’t breathe would be an understatement. Immediately mesmerized by his smile, you find it hard to take your eyes off him. He catches your gaze across the room, and you immediately lower your eyes. Fidgeting with your phone, you leave from the crowded living room and make an escape for the front yard of Mina’s house, which is the only quiet place.

The night is silent, save for the sounds of crickets chirping into the distance somewhere. You amble quietly towards the tree in the yard, which is yours and Mina’s favourite spot. Dusting off the roots that protrude from the ground, you sit down and rest your head against the bark.

“I thought I saw someone heading in this direction” the nameless stranger from before makes an appearance, almost making you lose your balance even though you are sitting.

“Hi” you tuck a strand of hair behind your ear

“What are you doing out here leaving that awesome party?” he chuckles as he sits next to you, drawing his knees to his chest.

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 I am always excited for a new installment on this series.  

The Meme and His Tutor

Part 50: Waking Up with Her Meme

Recommended Song: Daybreak by Dreamcatcher

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Summary:

Waking up the morning after her birthday, the tutor can’t believe how her life is changing.

Genre: Fluff, comedy

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: Swearing, elusions to sexual activities, this chapter is very short

Word Count: 431

Length: 50/?

A/N: A very short chapter. I really wanted to get something up because the 5th was TMAHT’s birthday. Strange to think the first chapter was posted 3 years ago… Anyway I know some people might not like that this chapter isn’t longer but I’m behind on multiple deadlines, c-PTSD has been kicking my ass, I don’t feel confident in my writing at the moment,  the government is being an asshole and I have had a lot on my plate with organising events at my univeristy. The government has decided to stop paying me one of my disability benefits and may stop my other one so I’d very much appreciate it if you supported me on Ko-Fi. You don’t have to if you don’t want to.

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This is such a good series that just really warms my heart every time I reread it.  

TMAHT ARC 1 CHAPTERS

1. The Day The Meme Met His Tutor

2. The First Skype Call

3. The Time The Lesson Was Slightly More Prepared

4. The Time Jungkook Broke His Keyboard

5. The Time Namjoon Gave Up

6. The Day The Tutor Died

7. The Time The Tutor Got Mail

8.  The Time Jungkook Nearly Killed The Tutor With His Cooking

9. The First Time Time Jungkook Was Called BunBun

10. The Time Jungkook Broke His Finger

11. The Day The Tutor Had To Go Home

12. The Time Jungkook Sang To His Tutor

13. The Time There Was A Meme War

14. The Time The Tutor Got Her Revenge

15. The Time Autocorrect Outed The Tutor

16. The Time Jungkook Taught The Tutor Bad Words

17. The Time The Tutor Broke Her Elbow

18. The Day The Tutor Got A New Nickname

19. The Day The Tutor Woke Up To Undone Onesies

20. The Day The Tutor Visited BigHit

21. The Day Jungkook and The Tutor Watched Anime

22. The Day Jungkook Took His Tutor Sightseeing

23. The Time The Tutor Was An Emotional Wreck

24. Their First Scandal

25. Their First Skype Date

26. The Time Jungkook Refused To Sleep

27. The Day Awkward Questions Were Asked

28. The First Time The Tutor Called Jungkook A Pervert

29. The Day The Tutor Got Her Exam Results

30. The Day The Surprise Was Revealed

TMAHT ARC 2 CHAPTERS

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31. The Day Jungkook Got The Best Birthday Present

32. The Day Jungkook Was Mischievous 

33. The Day The Tutor Met The Trainees

34. The Third Date

35. The Tutor’s First Day On The Job

36. The Time Bangtan Got Drunk

37. The Morning The Tutor Was Embarrassed

38. The Day The Tutor Baked Cookies

39. The Time Chubs Had A Plan

40. The Day The Tutor Went To An Adult Store

41. The Day Chubs Went Home

42. The Time The Tutor Experienced Something New

43. The Tutor’s First Day At Uni

44. The Comeback

45. The Time Jungkook Was Bratty 

46. The Time Jungkook Set The Mood

47. The Day The Tutor Went Shopping With Jaehi

48. The Day Jungkook Tried To Teach His Tutor To Swim (2019.12.29)

49. The Tutor’s Birthday (2020.1.1)

50. Waking Up with Her Meme (2020.3.11)

The part where the reader starts to cry always gets me.  But when Jungkook tears up at her pain, woof, I am a goner.  Where are the tissues I need!?

The Meme And His Tutor

Part 34: The Third Date

Co-written with @tragicshadows

Recommended Song: Trust Me (BM & Somin Version) by KARD

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Summary:

You never imagined it would be a day of unexpected truths.

Genre: Fluff, comedy

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of past abuse and sexual assault. IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THESE TOPICS FEEL FREE TO SKIP THE END SECTION. THERE WILL BE 3 ASTERISKS JUST BEFORE THAT SECTION.

Word Count: 6904

Length: 34/?

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Sugar and Coffee [16]

Chapter 15 - Chapter 16

➜ Words: 3k

➜ Genres: 99.5% Fluff, 0.5% Angst, Pâtisserie school!AU

➜ Summary: It isn’t hard to be a pâtisserie chef, but it’s not a piece of cake either. It seems like for you in particular, life keeps throwing in one wrench after another. It always finds ways to make your sweets bitter. The cherry on top is Jeon Jungkook — a rival with a sensitive sweet tooth who always finds ways to complain about you.

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Boom - p.jm

monkey brain said make a banner on your own u hussy

~ Pairing : Park Jimin x Reader (entrepreneur x software company intern, dance partners au)

ft. Best Friend/Roommate! Jungkook and Brother! Yoongi

~ Genre : Fluff, Humour, a very very very tiny smidgen of Angst

~ Rating : R (some suggestive descriptions, a fair amount of swearing and scary adult themes like money)

~ Summary : When Jimin leaves your little trio at the age of ten when his family moves away, you and Jungkook think that’s the end of it, and you’re never going to see your best friend again. But cut to twelve years later and suddenly your dance class is home to the prettiest man you’ve ever seen (again), who happens to be your friend’s business partner and also…your new dance partner? Your friends think you’re dumb, but you can confirm you’re dumber.

Childhood Friends to Strangers to Lovers

~ Wordcount : 29.3k (🤡)

~ Warnings : swearing, some suggestive descriptions, mild alcohol consumption, excruciatingly slow burn, inaccurate depictions of internships and company establishment, emotional constipation, badly dealt with feelings, i-like-attention-but-i-don’t-like-people y/n, people who say please and thank you and excuse me and sorry are really fucking attractive, dissociation as a coping mechanism, overthinking as an instinct

~ A/N : no a/n this time ladies i’m all out of words. this has been two months in the making. muchos gracias to @ghostiemakingposties​ and @thedorkyfork​ for helping me figure out the timelines/logistics and making the plot make a semblance of sense :D thank you, that is all, i am ti r e d.

i’d love to hear feedback, spread the love!

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2008

“My mom says we’re moving.”

He says it with all the innocence of somebody who’s completely clueless about how permanent a shift like that is, blissfully ignorant in his ten-year-old self. Over the buzzing of a bee somewhere nearby, you can hear a door shut as Jungkook runs into the house, screaming for food.

Squinting against the sunlight that filters in through the rustling canopy overhead, hitting your eyes abruptly every time that one particular leaf moves in the summer breeze, you ask, “Where are we going?”

There’s a quizzical tone in his voice when he replies slowly. “I don’t think you’re coming. Mom didn’t say anything about you coming.”

You turn your head towards him, facing his body that’s mirroring your own, laid out on the grass that smells like summer, hands and legs spread languidly because time is forever and you have nothing to do but breathe and laugh and live. Your messy pigtail pushes into the side of your head painfully, but you ignore the uncomfortable sensation, eyes widening as you fix him with a stare.

“What do you mean, I’m not coming?”

Chewing his lip worriedly, he says, “I think she means we’re moving moving.”

“It’s a scam.”

“It’s a what?”

“A scam,” you repeat decisively, turning back to face the sky, closing your eyes again and feeling powerful as you explain your new found knowledge to an eager crowd of one. “Yoongi taught me. He said that when dad tells him he won’t get dinner unless he washes up after basketball, he’s being scammed and that adults tell lies sometimes to make us do what they want us to do. He said it’s progapanda.” You, Jimin and Jungkook know that your four-years-older-than-you brother knows everything.

“Panda?” Jimin asks doubtfully.

Sagely, you nod. “Yeah. We’re being raised to be brainless machines and slaves to the catapultists.”

“What are catapultists?”

Shrugging, you reply, “No idea. But Yoongi says they’re really bad. Anyway, your mom is probably scamming you. You’re not really moving.”

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yoongi scenario | garden in my heart

❝ Yoongi likes to destroy, and you like to create. But love blooms in unusual places, and between unlikely hearts. ❞

➸ prompt: I accidentally grabbed your sketchbook in art class, and it’s filled with amazing doodles… wait is that supposed to be you and me… and are we…???

➸ pairing: bad boy yoongi x reader

➸ requested by anon | 2.1k words | fluff

➸ author’s note: I strayed a little far from the prompt with this one, but… this is what felt right for the story… so here you go, fluff and bad boy Yoongi! A wonderful concoction I never knew I needed ‘till just now! Also, this was kind of inspired by ‘secret garden’ by oh my girl!

Floriography. Or the language of flowers. It’s another way to talk outside of the words you always find yourself struggling with, giving clumsy constructions and hesitating answers every time you open your mouth.

You’d much rather communicate with flowers. And drawings. Giving a sketchbook’s worth of your feelings, captured better than words ever could, is so much easier.

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No Rebounds (myg) - masterlist

Summary- A look into you and Yoongi rediscovering why you fell in love and trying to save your marriage.

word count- 10.6k and going

pairing- husband!Yoongi x reader

rating- R

genre- marriage!au, angst, fluff, smut

warnings- talks of infidelity (but no infidelity), depression, infertility, overworking, hospital visits, unsupportive parents, financial issues, talks of divorce, explicit smut, miscommunications, therapy

updates- weekly (wed at 7pm EST unless I forget)

a.n- Welcome to my first drabble series where I basically make OC and Yoongi cry. Tbh it wasn’t started with the intention to be this angsty but as I planned it out it’s gotten that way. I hope you like this!

Got questions about the series, or want to be on the taglist? Send me an ask! 💕

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pause, m | myg | 4

pairing(s): yoongi x reader

summary: Some things that are normal for most aren’t normal for you and Yoongi. He moved in and sleeps in the same bed with you, but still all you do is hold hands and kiss gently. Everyone has their own pace. Not everyone lives in the fast lane. There’s just… this nagging feeling. You have to be honest. 

warnings: rated M (18+) - mentions of a previous physically and verbally abusive relationship; language; smut (penetrative sex); there’s so much fluff you might die; also RIP to their heads XD; non-idol!AU; music producer!Yoongi x dancing fanatic!reader

rated M because I know how sensitive a topic domestic abuse is.

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“Sorry.”

“What?”

You retreated your hand from the tuft of hair sticking out of Yoongi’s black cap. He turned around and raised his eyebrows at you. You ended up apologizing before actually doing anything or even touching the little black tail in the opening of his hat. He adjusted the brim and gave you a weird look. 

“Something wrong?” he asked, tilting his head. 

“No, uh… I…” You struggled to find the words. “I almost touched you. I wasn’t sure if you were okay with that.”

Yoongi smiled a little. “It’s okay. I know you’re there. And I know it’s you.”

He was sitting right next to you at your computer in your bedroom. You had set up a station for him, the two of you in the corner, occupying two computers ninety degrees from each other. All you had to do was turn to the right and he was there. He turned to the left and you were there. It was kind of cramped and not ideal, but it had to do for now. Yoongi worked on music at home. Some things Yoongi could only do at the studio, but some things he could do at home. You found him a decent computer and some hand-me-down equipment and it was good enough. 

Actually…

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That Time 

1. That time I wanted to die

Author D.

Pairing Jungkook x Reader (female)

Genre Slice of Life AU | Romance | Angst Fluff

Warnings Mentions of a car accident

Word count 1.4k

A/N This drabble collection will not be in chronological order. (Indicatively) Posting every Monday.

©️ dfdph, 2022 - All rights reserved. Reposting or translating onto other sites is NOT allowed.

     Jimin knew he had to make the call, he knew it was supposed to be him and no other. It’s what Y/N would have wanted.

     He exchanged a pained look with Taehyung sitting across him in the waiting hall. His eyes were red and puffy, his white knuckles clenching over his knees.

     “He needs to be here.” He whispered.

     Jimin nodded, his eyes trailing down to the phone in his right hand. “I know.” He sighed heavily.

     His number was one of the first on the list of his recent calls, they had been talking to each other just the day before, planning a meet-up. With all that happened between their group of friends it hadn’t been easy to get together as before. Jimin took a deep breath as he clicked the green symbol and with a trembling hand raised the phone to his ears. As the call rang, he almost hoped that he wouldn’t pick up. But he did, just as always.

     “Hey Chim! What’s up?” Jungkook answered joyfully.

     Jimin closed his eyes as he felt the tears coming down for the nth time that evening. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, his free hand massaging his neck anxiously. He opened his mouth trying to speak, but all he could do was let out a pained moan.

     “Chim?” Jungkook called again. “Can you hear me?”

     Jimin didn’t know how to tell him. He didn’t know how to tell his best friend that the love of his life was at the end of the corridor fighting for her life. He didn’t know how to tell him that he had seen all of it: how the car had hit her, how she went flying for what felt like a hundred feet, how he had held her blooded unconscious body over his, screaming his lungs out for help.

     A sob escaped through his lips as the scene played on the back of his eyelids.

     “Jimin? Are you okay?” Jungkook asked, finally getting worried.

     “I’m at the hospital.” He finally managed to mumble.

     “What?” The other exclaimed. “Why? What happened?”

     “There was an accident.”

     On the other end of the call he could hear the sound of a chair scratching on the floor. Jungkook gasped. “What happened? Are you okay? Are you hurt?” He asked in a rush. “In which hospital are you? I’m coming.” He continued without waiting for an answer.

     Jimin was crying openly now as he listened to his friend breathe heavily, pacing to get out of wherever he was, ready to reach him. “Jungkook, it isn’t me.” He paused as he heard Taehyung sobbing once again in front of him. He looked up and their eyes met once again. Both of them knew too well how Jungkook was going to feel. They both knew how profound the relationship the boy had with Y/N. It was going to kill him.

     There was a pause on the other side. “Who is it then?” Jungkook asked cautiously.

     “It’s Y/N, Jungkook. It’s Y/N.” He finally cried. “I’m not sure she will make it. You should- you should come. Jungkook, you should- ” Jimin couldn’t speak anymore, but there was no need to. The line went dead.

     Three months had passed since the last time Jungkook had spoken or seen Y/N. Four since their painful breakup. Nothing compared to the decade they spent loving each other, yet it was time Jungkook would have gladly spent in a better way.

     He was just beginning to adjust to a life without her, just starting to breathe normally and smile sincerely again. And it hadn’t been easy, not for a day.

     Jungkook thought that watching the door of their once shared apartment slamming behind her was the most painful thing he could experience. He thought that there was no greater pain than knowing the woman he truly and deeply loved didn’t love him back anymore.

     He was wrong.

     He knew he wasn’t supposed to drive. Not in his condition.

     He couldn’t think clearly. He realised too late that he didn’t manage to get the address from Jimin, he was already dangerously sprinting through the streets with no clear direction in mind but that of her. Fortunately, his friend was one step ahead of him and had sent the location through a message.

     Later on, Jungkook would not remember the journey from his apartment to the hospital. It would be just a confused memory. But he would remember how the time seemed to slow down, how far his destination seemed to be, how he had prayed and prayed like never before. He would remember how scared he was of the unthinkable, how he regretted every single moment he spent without her, how he hated himself for letting her go, for not fighting harder.

     As he run towards the ER, unbothered by the fact that he had just left his badly parked car unlocked, Jungkook made a promise to himself.

     If she dies, I die too.

     And he meant it.

     He spotted Jimin easily. He was pacing back and forth, a blank expression on his face. He sprinted towards him, almost run, grabbing the attention of another familiar person who stood up abruptly from his seat at his sight.

     The surprise of seeing Taehyung lasted only a brief moment. Of course he was there: him and Y/N had been inseparable since college, even more after their breakup when he had clearly taken her side.

     His friendship with Taehyung was another of the long list of things Jungkook lost that day.

     The hug was automatic. As if they could read each other’s minds, the two lunged forward, arms stretched towards the other. The two men clung to each other as if not a day had passed, as if nothing had changed, as if they were still the same two boys who used to get drunk together.

     “I’m so sorry.” Taehyung cried on his shoulder. Jungkook nodded in understanding.

     “Jungkook.” Jimin called him in a whisper.

     The boy broke away from the embrace and directed his teary eyes to his best friend. “Please, tell me she’s okay.” He pleaded.

     It was Jimin’s turn to hug him tightly. “I don’t know.” He mumbled. “I really don’t know.”

     Hours slowly passed before someone finally came to speak to them. The three stood up all together when they saw the doctor coming, hearts thumping in their chests. Taehyung put a hand on Jungkook’s shoulder, a gesture meant to support both of them.

     The words the man in the white coat had spoken were still ringing in Jungkook’s ears.

     “You should prepare yourselves.”

     Jungkook had laughed at him, an hysterical laugh that had him tumbling over his worried friends.

     Prepare himself for what?

     The tears came running down again soon after that as he felt the shock subside and the pain flow clearly through his veins. It was nothing like he ever felt before.

     “I can’t - I can’t - ”

     I can’t breathe.

     He felt like someone had put a hand through his rib cage, grabbed his heart in a fist and squeezed in punishment. Everything around him became muffled, his sight unclear and his ears ringing. He felt himself hyperventilate, dry sobs strangling his throat.

     “Jungkook!” Jimin and Taehyung called in alarm as they watched him lose his balance and fall knees first on the floor.

     If he closed his eyes he could see her. He could see her smiling at him, looking at him with loving eyes. He could feel her touch on his skin, her tight embrace or her gentle kiss.

     He remembered how she made him fill euphoric, loved and important. He remembered how she would call his name, sometimes lovingly, sometimes not.

     He was very well aware of how every happy moment in his life was related to her. And just as clearly, he was aware of the fact that every sad tear he had shed was for her.

     There was no other but Y/N. Jungkook had forgotten it for a bit, until it was too late.

     Yet it was clear as day now. There was no one but her. No other.

     If she dies, I die too.

That Time 

1. That time I wanted to die

Author D.

Pairing Jungkook x Reader (female)

Genre Slice of Life AU | Romance | Angst Fluff

Warnings Mentions of a car accident

Word count 1.4k

A/N This drabble collection will not be in chronological order. (Indicatively) Posting every Monday.

©️ dfdph, 2022 - All rights reserved. Reposting or translating onto other sites is NOT allowed.

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✨🔮The Soulmate Equation🔮✨

Elemental Werewolf |Taehyung x Elemental Werewolf |Reader

A/N: This is my first Tumblr fic people💜 The First Chapter of 'The Soulmate Equation' will be Updated in a few✨ Thank you for taking time to read this!💜 Hop in for a ride!😘💞

Jilt [Suga]

{{ verb // to reject or cast aside a lover, especially abruptly or unfeelingly }}

Forever was only temporary.

Angst. Slice of Life AU. 1,480 words.

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There is the beaded fitted bodice, the flowing train of tulle trailing behind you, and the gossamer veil placed upon your head with flowers woven through your hair. The barest traces of pale pink lipstick grace your lips, and faint shimmery eye shadow lay on your eyelids. Mascara is placed on your eyelashes carefully, and the slightest hint of blush is applied to the apples of your cheeks.

And yet, under all that, there it is.

The naturally glowing look of a blushing bride.

You spin around in front of the three-way mirror, surrounded by your chattering bridesmaids and your mother, but the only thing you can hear is the increasing thudding of your heartbeat. Today is going to be the happiest day of your life, the day you officially start the next chapter in your story with your beloved, the day you become Mrs. Min.

Today is going to be your day.

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Andercard Slice of Life AU

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Additional Details!!

- AU inspired off an ask by @jinn-mori - Neither Alucard or Anderson are aware the other is a professional assassin. They both want the others secret identity dead. - Seras is aware of both Alucard and Anderson's professions. She met Alucard when he was on a mission, and overheard Anderson on the phone with Renaldo. - Alucard and Anderson have been living together for over 10 years. - They are not dating. They are crushing bad and completely obsessed with the other. But they have yet to confess. ("AND THEY WERE HOUSEMATES") - Maxwell wants to be an only child...

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(if anyone wants to add onto this AU please do!! If you do please @ me because i'd love to see what you come up with <3)