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#taekookau
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※ PTOLEMAEA
A week and a half before Kim Taehyung’s eighteenth birthday, he goes missing wearing a bright red coat. Five years later, he returns.
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※ star boy (without your love, i'm nothing)
'i'll love you,' taehyung thinks, 'until i am no longer for this world. i'll carry this love with me onto the next.'
he brushes jeongguk's hair out of his eyes.
he begs, 'love me back, just a little.'
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】⸻ where seokjin's little brother kim taehyung comes home for the summer & bites off a little more than he can chew in a summer situationship with jeon jeongguk, his older brother's best friend.
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#taekookau
】⸻ idol jeongguk who writes songs hoping his childhood friend will remember him x his childhood friend taehyung, who desperately wishes those songs were about him.
if I see you again
i will look into your eyes
and say, 'i missed you'
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#taekookau
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※ call out my name, touch my body (acknowledge me)
canon compliant ✦ 19k words ✦ top jk/bot kth
Jeon Jeongguk could share anything else with the world but not ever his Kim Taehyung.
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】⸻ after months of being entangled with one another, jeongguk finally puts his foot down & taehyung panics.
- 'i want to stop.'
- 'stop what?'
- 'seeing each other like this. i want to stop.'
'but jeongguk,' taehyung says thickly. 'we can't be friends.'
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※ light this candle (wake the darkness)
Following a tragedy, Taehyung's hope of marrying for love is dashed as he must marry sooner rather than later after having caught the eye of the Sovereign Prince, Jeon Jeongguk.
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※ take me on a date out of state
canon compliant ✦ 3k words ✦ jeongguk hyung
Renting out a two-star restaurant is easy. Jeongguk keeping his cool when Taehyung says, ‘I want it, I need you—I’ll be good’ is not.
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※ you're juicy, juicy
model!kth, rockstar!jjk ✦ 3.6k words ✦
Suffice to say, Taehyung's new photos have overtaken the minds of everyone.
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※ wrapped around your finger
canon compliant ✦ 4k words ✦ top jk/bot kth
Taehyung has been sick for weeks with a sinus infection. The good news is that Jeongguk has just the cure.
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the taekook moment of all time for me is the 'park bogum or me'
nothing will ever top jeongguk's need to be in taehyung's business like that 😭 especially when he called him on his lil date with bogum
jeon jeongguk is the opposite. he isn't talkative to strangers, but with his friends, he houses boisterous laughter and a smile that could rival the brightness of the sun. he misses class but somehow aces his exams,
and he only looks across the room at one person.
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※ a path with no return
Jeon Jeongguk is tasked with protecting the idol Kim Taehyung. Together, they must survive a world of manipulation and struggle with the fine line between reality and fantasy.
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but at the same time, taehyung isn't "sickly."
he doesn't have a cough. he can exercise freely. he has never missed a class, never failed an exam, never not caught the eye of a potential suitor,
yet it seems part of taehyung's illness is that he is never free to do anything.
kim taehyung is the boy who is always sick.
it started his first year of uni. he was previously a songbird; there wasn't a day where you couldn't hear his beautiful baritone timbre bouncing off the brick walls of the literature building until
one day—
taehyung stopped singing.
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#taekookau
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※ light this candle (wake the darkness)
With Summer quickly approaching, Jeongguk must make a vow before a Goddess he doesn't believe in.
chapter two: interests of the realm
taehyung isn't a pillow princess we all know that's jungkook — i'm not arguing about bedroom dynamics lmao. there are plenty of other fic authors out there who write your preferred dynam…
oh then, dear saint—let lips do what hands do.
jeongguk sets the coffee down against the library table and holds out his palm. taehyung slides his fingers over the curves and ridges until they shake on it.
'deal,' jeongguk says, bunny teeth shyly peeking behind glossy lips.
three: taehyung wants to kiss him again, and again. he wants to kiss him so much that he doesn’t mind feeling the growth of thorns around his bird bones and hollow heart.
✦ jeongguk!hyung
✦ strangers to lovers
✦ age swap ! th is a first year in university
✦ will talk about it here
@jeonggukhyungie
✦ might not be written for a while, have a few other projects to finish first
✦ you can ask me about it here
jeongguk has a reputation.
a bad boy—a naughty boy, an incomplete boy.
taehyung knows the truth: jeongguk is all bunny teeth and nervous laughter, soft warmbrown eyes that search for happiness, a kiss-pink mouth that he nibbles on when he thinks too hard, a tongue in cheek boy.
taehyung touches his lips.
a kiss—a profanity, really. an exchanging of prayers from two holy shrines. he tries to imagine what kissing jeongguk would be like:
a blessing as much as loving him is a curse. still, it makes his heart flutter anxiously
✦ idol au
✦ childhood friends to strangers to lovers
✦ will talk about it here
@jeonggukhyungie
✦ i could be convinced to write it !
✦ you can ask me about it here
the way you ruined a perfectly good date by adding hyung in your fic 🥴 — i mean this in the nicest way possible: write your own fic & stop engaging with my content if it's not something you enjoy. …
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#taekookau
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※ call out my name, touch my body (acknowledge me)
canon compliant ✦ 19k words ✦ top jk/bot kth
Jeon Jeongguk could share anything else with the world but not ever his Kim Taehyung.
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some might say they're in love if love was an emotion that jeongguk cared to acknowledge.
he's scared of it, taehyung supposes. afraid. standoffish. his sister had passed when he was young from the strangest of diseases, the prettiest of them, flower roots and stem in her lungs.
those who want to get close to jeongguk are often held at an arm's length, all but taehyung who has seemingly cozied up to jeongguk like no one else has before.
heads leaning against one another while trying to not fall asleep during group hang-outs, hands held beneath tables.
when jeongguk walks into a room it's like the entire world stops.
he's radiant, complete in sweatpants and a matching sweater, hair tousled, glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose. in his hands is taehyung's favorite drink from the campus coffee shop
he really is a dream.
'yeah, but i want to pay you,' jeongguk says, huffing. 'you're the only reason i'm passing this class.'
so taehyung considers it. money feels like a waste—jeongguk needs money for tuition. asking for coffee feels silly, too especially if jeongguk brings it for free every time.
'the line was long,' jeongguk says like taehyung needs an explanation.
'you're only—' taehyung glances at his phone. '—three minutes late.'
jeongguk smiles lopsidedly. 'so? you won't let me pay you so this is the least i could do.'
'i tutor friends for free,' taehyung says.
taehyung runs a finger against his bottom lip. 'kisses,' he repeats sagely. 'you said so yourself.'
'i did.' jeongguk nods.
'so if you pass your next test,' taehyung tells him, 'you owe me a kiss.'
'just one?'
'just one,' taehyung agrees. jeongguk tongues his cheek.
palm to palm, he thinks.
he watches jeongguk tongue his lip piercing and feels a familiar sensation butterfly throughout his chest, trapped hummingbird fluttering in his ribs. slowly, without thinking, taehyung brushes his fingertips against his own lips in response.
@kthzdoll
if you 🫵🏻 feel villainized over harmless words that’s on you 🫵🏻 & everyone else who felt ruffled by my post but i promise you i am not posting my TrUe ViEwS of him in a satirical post no matter how much you cope by thinking so
hi, this is just a cute psa on here as well but being transphobic to me & ignoring my pronouns bc i don't write ur dynamic isn't going to get me to do that.
please just find another fic writer.
jk spitting... in th's mouth... like, slowly... — thinking abt jk holding th's head in his lap, leaning over him, spit-sloppy lips in a kiss while th holds his tongue out for…
if i had a dollar for every time someone told me to ✨expire ✨ over “bedroom dynamics” i’d have like twelve dollars which isn’t a lot but it is wild it’s happened this many times
two: his lips taste like cherry and his tongue tastes like mint, and he knows how to use both of them. their sticky slobber kiss presses far back enough that taehyung’s chair rises off the front two legs.
✦ college/univsersity au
✦ lovers to friends to ???
✦ fwb au
✦ will talk about it here
@jeonggukhyungie
✦ i could be convinced to write it !
✦ you can ask me about it here
'jeon jeongguk always pays his debts,' jeongguk brags. he reaches into his pocket and procures off-brand cherry lip balm, waving it around like it's a sword. 'you said—'
'i would like payment in coffee,' taehyung lies.
'—you want payment in kisses,' jeongguk corrects him.
jeon jeongguk walks into the library that evening proud. he's smug. he's half-grinned, chin raised and unable to be anything but cocky.
he drops his duffel bag next to his chair with a loud clamor before he sits down, legs spread, grey sweatpants clinging to every lithe muscle.
they stare at one another in a stalemate.
taehyung slowly slides jeongguk the slides he had printed out for them both while jeongguk slicks his lips, the tinge now dark and gleaming, distracting and wonderful. taehyung tries to not stare.
jeongguk has the audacity to giggle.
'i passed,' jeongguk announces.
'you did?' taehyung hums and tries to feign innocence. if he pretends it never happened, they will never have to follow up on the promise.
jeongguk analyzes him with a wicked gleam in his eyes. 'top marks, by the way,' he says casually.
jeon jeongguk stands up and prowls around the table, shoulders pulled back proudly like a lion stalking its prey. taehyung feels his heart hammering in his throat and tries to recline in his seat, nervous laughter tasting like cherries on the tip of his tongue.
i don’t know why but i have this very specific image of jk spitting in th’s mouth while he wears his glasses and his hair i… — whatever u do, do NOT (do) imagine jk holding th's chin delicately. th is on his knees, hands behind his back... & jk tells …
taehyung doesn’t have time to make him of him. he wants to: who says they’re going to kiss the socks off someone unless they’re a massive loser? but the moment he opens his mouth, he finds that his lips are preoccupied.
'congrats,' taehyung tells him. he pops the key rings in his binder open and shuffles through their study material. because kim taehyung, the boy who is always sick, did'nt think this far ahead when he announced his requirement of a kiss for every passing grade.
he swallows.
& it causes him to touch his lips, fingers rubbing against them anxiously.
taehyung should have bartered for coffee.
he should have asked for an invite to eunwoo's parties.
he should have asked for a place to stay when jimin sexiles him.
instead, he had greedily asked to kiss.
‘enough joking around,’ he deflects, smiling quietly. ‘have a seat and get ready to learn, stupid.’
‘in a second,’ jeongguk promises. he reaches for taehyung’s hands and threads their fingers together, leaning forward until their noses are almost touching. ‘are you nervous?’
i know it's been discussed to death but the fandom expectations readers have placed on fic writers is above & beyond exhausting considering a vast majority of us write fic completely for free
Of all the languages in the world, the one I most want to know is yours. I want to be fluent in you, so you never have to translate yourself to me. I want to be a native speaker of your quirks, your smiles, your secret words, your tantrums. I’ll spend forever learning you.