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bts fanfic writers cafe @btswriterscafe.bsky.social · 25/07/2026

✨drabble challenge✨ hi there :) i missed you~ it's been a while, so let's refresh the guidelines ;) write a drabble based on the moodboard and quote with what you wrote! any pairings/groupings are welcome, and any length is fine! no pressure to be perfect, so flex your creativity and have fun!

a mood board with nine images in three rows of three. from top left to bottom right: someone lying on a bed scrolling their phone, a fancy hotel with expensive cars parked out front, a close up of hands with luxury watches, a silhouette of someone smoking on a rooftop, an alleyway with a lone cat standing in a beam of light, a man in formal attire writing at a desk by a window, hands with biker gloves holding a tiny flower, a photo out a bus window of clouds at sunset over a city, and just the legs of a man in dress pants and loafers lying on a yellow couch. the images illustrate a distinction between upper and lower class aesthetics. the primary color tones are yellow, black, and blue.

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bts fanfic writers cafe @btswriterscafe.bsky.social · 04/09/2025

hello sweet friends! your friendly neighborhood café owner here :) i am here to announce that the cafe will be taking an official hiatus for a while.

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emotional SWAMP GOBLIN💫 @jksgmeveryone.bsky.social · 18/07/2025

actually ignoring this last one (sorry, mod!) just to say that i love this little bsky writing community and being able to share my little stories with y'all and have found a safe space to share my hobby as i grow and get better and experiment with new things and styles 💕 okay luv u go drink water!

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emotional SWAMP GOBLIN💫 @jksgmeveryone.bsky.social · 18/07/2025

late to the party, but i miss writing and still not quite lucid enough to do any so instead i will talk about it if y'all would like to come hang 💫

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bts fanfic writers cafe @btswriterscafe.bsky.social · 08/07/2025

hello dears! i am loving all of your sweet responses to the thread :) it's so lovely to see all of your writing! as a solo mod, i am just not able to respond to each and every thing, but please know that i am so excited to see you all!! all of your writing is amazing <3

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ally🌌 @calicochim.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

this entire fic, but especially part one (chapters 1-4)… probably the best thing i’ve ever written bsky.app/profile/cali...

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winter 🦇 @lavishtae.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

i’ll try to do a bit of this at some point but i’ll need to be reminded

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Beebalm @beebalmff.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

Brooks to rivers was initially supposed to be a porny namseok one-shot. Do not ask me how

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August 💫 @auguststarfall.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

This yoonkook snowman-building scene from 'if you're ready' is probably one of my fluffiest scenes, and I wasn't 100% sure how it would land, but fortunately people seemed to really like it!

"Hyung,” he says, low like a secret, his eyes round and shining. “Do you wanna…?”

“What.”

Jungkook’s teasing grin is warm as spring’s first thaw.

“…Build a snowman?” he finishes, and Yoongi suddenly remembers how to breathe.

“Very funny,” he says, crossing his arms. This isn’t Frozen, after all, and they aren’t children – isn’t anyone over that joke yet?

Jungkook evidently isn’t kidding, though – he dashes off to a snowbank at the edge of the clearing where some icier chunks of snow have built up on the rocky terrain, prying one loose as Yoongi looks on, a little bewildered and a lot amused. This feeling only amplifies when Jungkook hefts a ball of icy snow bigger than his head and waddles over to drop it at Yoongi’s feet, his expression so self-satisfied and expectant that Yoongi almost starts cracking up. Alphas. Does he want a pat on the head? To be told that he did a good job?

“It… yeah, that’ll probably work,” Yoongi eventually says, gloved fingers scratching behind his own ear. He has no idea what his face is doing.

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kit ⁷ ⊙⊝⊜ 🌙 @ddaengxjoon.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

This just makes me laugh a lot and I have 0 regrets keeping it in archiveofourown.org/works/64516387

"Aish, Joon-ah, you work so hard," Jin said, frowning. "I can't stop you, but promise me you'll stay in next weekend, alright? No work." Jin gave him his 'serious Hyung' face, the concern in his eyes palpable. Namjoon almost felt bad for lying, but he figured it was better than having to say,
"Sorry, Hyung, I can't hang out tonight. I'm paying a vampire to bite me so I can cum in my pants."
Lying was much simpler.

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kit ⁷ ⊙⊝⊜ 🌙 @ddaengxjoon.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

Namgikook neighbors coming…someday!!

"Hyungs, with cooking like this," Jeongguk chuckles, shaking the container of leftover pork belly, "you'll never get rid of me." He grins when he gets a snort out of Yoongi, his gummy smile brightening his whole face. He looks up at Namjoon, a smirk forming on his lips.
"I don't know, baby, that doesn't sound so bad, huh?" He asks, his own arm wrapping around Namjoon's waist.
Namjoon smirks in return, shaking his head.
"That doesn't sound bad at all. He's a good boy, isn't he?"
Good boy.
Jeongguk shuffles in his spot, lowering the leftover container to hide his rapidly growing erection. He's glad that for a moment, they're not focused on him. They seem to be having a conversation without words, the silence in those few seconds making him squirm. Namjoon breaks the tension with a laugh, moving to open the front door.
Jeongguk stumbles out into the hallway, his lip caught between his teeth as he looks at the couple one last time.
Yoongi has his arms wrapped around Namjoon's torso, his cute face peaking around Namjoon's large frame. They both open their arms wordlessly, Namjoon raising an eyebrow. Jeongguk can't help but giggle. He lets himself be pulled into Namjoon's embrace, Yoongi's arms looping around Jeongguk's waist.
"I hope you have a good night, Ggeuk-ah. Study hard but rest well," Namjoon says squeezing him before letting go.
Jeongguk feels like he's in a daze, the combination of their arms wrapped around him and Namjoon's woodsy cologne doing very little to help his ever-growing boner.
He quickly pulls away from them, a shy smile forming on his lips, "T-Thank you, Hyung. I will." Namjoon smirks softly, leaning into Yoongi's embrace. Yoongi blows a kiss to him, his cheek squished against Namjoon's shoulder.
"Knock if you need anything, okay?"

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ginny / gin 🌈 @ginnytea.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

the entirety of chapter five of gorosoe

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petal 🕯️ @petalsfortaegi.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

archiveofourown.org/works/600495...

Taehyung clutched his neck, grasping at the skin as if to tear it off. The searing pain was the most unbearable agony he had ever encountered. Every part of his body was burning, his blood almost bubbling to the surface. He screamed out in misery, writhing on the forest floor, wishing that he would just pass out from the pain and cease to exist.
This is how I die, he thought as he curled into a ball on the damp ground, attempting to soothe the torment.
Taehyung could've never imagined that he would be in this position a few days ago. He often visited this forest when the real world got a bit too much for him. Recently graduated, he didn't have any idea what he wanted to do in life. His degree in business meant nothing to him; just something to appease his parents. He didn't know how he wanted to proceed in life now that this chapter was over and he had come to camp in his favorite part of the woods to find solace and maybe some answers.

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petal 🕯️ @petalsfortaegi.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

archiveofourown.org/works/381303...

Yoongi made a confused noise in response, furrowing his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
"Everyone just assumes I want to bottom all the time. Which 1 do, most of the time. But no one has ever asked me if I wanted to top," Taehyung admitted with a shrug of his shoulders.
"Well, they're idiots," Yoongi grumbled. "And no one is gonna be asking you anything from now on if I can help it."
"Is that possessiveness I smell, Min Yoongi?" Taehyung teased with a giggle, still running his fingers through Yoongi's hair.
"Mmm, you know it is," Yoongi mumbled, going back to laying his head on Taehyung's chest. "You're mine now."
Taehyung's heart felt like it was going to burst. "I'm yours now."

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petal 🕯️ @petalsfortaegi.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

archiveofourown.org/works/32026528

"Are you enjoying yourself?" Taehyung asked, his mouth moving against Yoongi's ear as he secured his big hands around Yoongi's waist, pushing his hips against the elder's ass.
Yoongi let out a soft gasp at the contact but recovered quickly. "What do you think?"
Taehyung snorted, biting softly at Yoongi's earlobe.
"I think you like riling me up, especially with all of these alphas' attention on you. Are Hoseokie-hyung and I not enough for you?"
Yoongi pushed back his sweaty bangs from his forehead in order to distract himself from the feeling stirring in his belly. "And what if you're not?"
Taehyung grunted as Yoongi pushed his ass back at a particular angle, pressing right up against the alpha's growing bulge. "Do you wanna take this home or would you like me to spread you open right here for everyone to see?"
Yoongi shivered at the picture Taehyung was painting in his head, but ultimately shook his head.
"As much as I would like that, this is my favorite club and I wanna come back here."

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petal 🕯️ @petalsfortaegi.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

archiveofourown.org/works/507946...

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b⁷.⋆☾ @daegukboyz.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

💽🎙🖤 (mainly cause taegi's banter in this one is just so fun)

“One, I told you to stop calling me Yoongs. Two, thank you for the burger.” Yoongi unwraps the burger
from the paper a lot more delicately than Taehyung and then narrows his eyes the other man, “Three,
you’re late.”
“Oh my god, I get it,” Taehyung rolls his eyes and throws his feet up hitting the soundboard slightly, to
which he receives a dark look from Yoongi. A silent warning that Taehyung raises his hands in surrender
at.
It had been two months since they started the show together and in those two months they had grown
civil towards each other. They rotated choosing the music throughout the show, they both allowed each
other a block of time during the show for music recommendations or whatever they wanted to talk
about, and sometimes Taehyung would make a joke and he could swear he could see Yoongi’s lips
twitch, like the smile was trying to appear even though he knows Yoongi would rather die than laugh at
one of his jokes.
“You should invest in a watch,” Yoongi licks the ketchup that got on his index finger and heat flares in
Taehyung’s gut at the action and when Yoongi pins him with a mocking look, the heat only burns hotter,
“Oh wait, or are you too cool for that?”
Taehyung scoffs in answer and throws his wrapper towards the trashcan in the corner and misses it
entirely but makes no move to get up.
“Whatever, can we start the show or what?” Taehyung props his arms behind his head and leans back
his sweater riding up a little showing more skin than the holes and Yoongi’s eyes flit down to the strip of
golden skin before looking away, putting on his headphones quickly.
“Yeah,” Yoongi grunts and then turns back in Taehyung’s direction with an icy smile, “However, could
you maybe refrain from playing something with nothing but erratic guitars and mindless lyrics for
once?”
It had been two months and no matter how civil they had become, this is what they did best and what
made their show a hit within the first few weeks. Yoon…

Taehyung winks at his co-host, the latter simply rolling his eyes lazily and turning towards his mic, pulling
his black cardigan closer around his body, “Whatever the reason, we’re glad you joined us on yet
another fine Friday night. Now enough with the chit-chat, let’s get into it!”
“We’re going to ease into tonight’s show with a song I’ve had on repeat this week, Yoongi you’ll really
love this one,” Taehyung grins over at the other boy, wanting to see the glint of humor that enters
Yoongi’s eyes even if he does his absolute best to give Taehyung a flat look.
“Oh, I’m sure I won’t,” Yoongi says easily into his mic, his voice deep and gravelly. Taehyung shivers
slightly, wondering what it’d be like to hear Yoongi moan underneath him, his voice even raspier from
being wrecked.
Taehyung shakes himself out of his fantasies and mentally curses Jimin.
He knows it’s not Jimin’s fault at all, but it’s better in these situations to just blame his friend. Actually,
most situations it’s better just to lay the blame on Jimin.
“Well on that note, get your shot glasses ready and your ears open cause we’ve got a couple hours to kill
and as usual Yoongi might try to kill me as well,” Taehyung laughs at his own joke, and gets the queue
ready with his first song of the night, “Anyway, here’s Mickey Mouse Is Dead by Subhumans.”
“Jesus you’ve to be kidding me,” Yoongi groans as Taehyung presses play.
“You cannot even begin to compare Echo and the Bunnymen to the Ramone

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petal 🕯️ @petalsfortaegi.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

writing a taegi pwp a year after not posting taegi 😭 but this one is a fun one 👀

Taehyung's lips twitched up in a smirk. "Hey Hyung, can you grab me some water?"
Yoongi took a minute to respond, nodding as he set
his own glass aside on the counter. He opened up the
cabinet next to the sink, arching his back as he raised
on his tippy toes to grab a glass from the top shelf.
Totally unnecessary, but also completely necessary.
Yoongi could feel Taehyung's eyes boring into his
backside, and he grinned to himself. He had no idea
what he was doing-he was completely out of his
depth right now. Yoongi thought his crush on Taehyung would've waned by the time Taehyung got back from the military, but it seemed to have returned
with a vengeance as soon as Taehyung stepped back into the apartment.
Without glancing back, Yoongi sauntered over to the fridge, opening it up and bending probably more than
he had to grab the jug of water. Yoongi felt a strange thrill at the prospect of Taehyung's eyes roaming his body. Yoongi knew he had particular... assets, but he
had never felt the need to show them off so
shamelessly.

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b⁷.⋆☾ @daegukboyz.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

🎰🎲❤️

Taehyung holds his phone in his palm, the dull ringing tone playing loudly for everyone to hear. Everyone in the room is leaning forward now, waiting to see if Yoongi will pick up the phone. Taehyung sighs when the ringing goes on for a little too long. Yoongi has never not answered Taehyung before, but things could change over the course of a few months.

The ringing cuts off with a click, signaling someone picking up the phone. Taehyung perks up, a smile growing on his face, and opens his mouth to greet-

"No. I will not hack into the NSA for you. No, you cannot borrow my laptop, last time I let you borrow one you blew it up doing one of your experiments. And for the last time, no, I don't care how horny you are and how many times you ask. I am not having sex with you." Yoongi finishes his deep voice the only noise in the room, besides the clock ticking on the wall. Everyone's eyes are on Taehyung, making his cheeks turn a bright pink. The color deepens when he catches Jungkook glaring from where he's sat on the sofa.

Seokjin pats him with a gentle hand, signaling him to talk. Taehyung clears his throat and brushes off the embarrassment quickly.

"First of all, you should be happy that I would even consider having sex with you, you little gremlin." Taehyung looks up to see Jungkook prodding the inside of his cheek with his tongue and Jimin looking at him with narrowed eyes, "Anyway, that's not the point of me calling you hyung!" Taehyung whines, trying his hardest to avoid looking at the two men on the sofa.

When Yoongi stays silent, Taehyung knows that he's listening and continues on, "I've got a preposition for you hyung. Or well, we've got a preposition for you."

"We..." Yoongi's voice drips with confusion and Taehyung holds the phone higher when Namjoon leans in to talk.

"Yoongi, it's Namjoon. It's been a-"

"Oh no. No way." Yoongi's normally quiet voice rises with panic, "Whatever crazy scheme you have planned, I don't want any part of it."

"Yoongi, listen-" Hoseok pipes up from the other side of Jimin, but Yoongi cuts him off just as quickly.

"Hoseok? Of course you'd be there, nobody else is crazy enough to help those two except for you." Yoongi sighs and instead of being offended, Hoseok preens at the comment.

"Actually," Taehyung chuckles into the receiver, "We're all here. Hyuna, Jungkookie, Jiminie, and Jin."

"Jesus, all of you?" Yoongi breathes and goes silent for a few seconds.

Then, "What the hell are you planning Namjoon?"

"You ever heard of Red Dahlia?"

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Shiki⁷ 시기 @shikiobscura.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

Someday I'll have to go back and finish one. It's on the todo list.

"Got another one of those?" the stranger asked, turning back and motioning toward the cigarette
but watching transfixed as Taehyung blew out a long thin line of smoke.

"No," he replied, tapping off the excess ash. "I bummed this off the front desk."

Suddenly feeling emboldened because a man hitting on him openly outside of gay club was once
in a lifetime- and what the fuck had today been anyway? He tacked on, "But if you want, we can
share this one."

In silent affirmation, the man held out his hand with his palm up, waiting for it to be passed.
Instead, Taehyung took a long drag, finishing the whole thing off. Fighting the burn, he put it out
and turned. He tipped forward, motioning for him to come close. The stranger let out a low,
pleased chuckle, leaning in.

Taehyung ran his fingers up the man's neck and under his chin, tipping his head just the right way,
enjoying how the full-tooth grin shifted to round and parted. He'd almost forgotten how soothing
it felt to feel his brain shut off. How good it was to have his entire body light up from the
sensation of lips only centimetres from his. The relief of a choice he could control.

He let his breath go. Slow and long. He didn't dare close his eyes, keeping them slightly open to
watch the grey smoke drift out. The man smoothly drew it into his lungs like it was life itself
without the slightest bit of hesitation.

Sharing his poison with strangers, just an average Tuesday night.

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b⁷.⋆☾ @daegukboyz.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

“Please wake up, please wake up!” Yoongi begs, his voice tight as he fight off the sobs that try to wrack his
body, patting Taehyung’s cheeks. The hands patting the younger’s cheeks grow a little more frantic the more
Taehyung’s body continues to be unresponsive.
“You are not allowed to die on me Kim Taehyung!” Yoongi leans down, letting his forehead rest against the
younger’s chest. The hysteria creeps up his throat and his voice becomes higher, less in control as he
continues on through his tears, “We are supposed to stay by each other’s side until the end, we promised
each other, you can’t leave me, you can’t-”
The chest beneath him rises suddenly, shaking slightly with a shallow breath and Yoongi hears Taehyung’s
ragged inhale as he lifts his head from the floor. Yoongi gives him room, leaning back on his haunches as
Taehyung splutters and coughs, hand massaging the fresh marks on his throat.
“Y-Yoongi?” Taehyung looks at him, taking in his tear-stained face and eyes filled with anguish, “You’re here.”
Tears well up in the younger’s eyes and a strangled cry rips from his throat as he lunges forward to hug
Yoongi tight. “You came.” It’s a soft whisper, so relieved that breaks Yoongi’s already fragile heart.
Yoongi cries into Taehyung’s shoulder, and he feels the wetness on his neck from Taehyung’s own tears as
they embrace. They stay like that for a moment, wrapped tightly together, holding each other together

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Shiki⁷ 시기 @shikiobscura.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

This broke my heart to write. When I read it, I still feel like my fingers hurt. archiveofourown.org/works/66871720

Yet-

The more his chest filled, the more it felt like Hoseok was shrinking.

Most visits Namjoon had to try to convince him to sleep. Holding him tight in a tangle of
sheets. Listening to him breathe. Hoping that when he woke, the bruises under his eyes
wouldn't be so bad.

Or they'd be spent nursing the artist's raw, red fingers. He didn't wear rings anymore. There
were no beads on his aching wrists. "The Governor," he would sigh, sounding a thousand
miles away. "The capital keeps commissioning durumagi for all the new military officials.
The price he gets is worth more than it costs me."

"Then stop making things for me, please." Namjoon urged gently. "I'm scared for you. You're
giving too much."

Hoseok shook his head. "Don't ask me that. Stitching for you keeps me calm. It helps me
wait."

Namjoon tried to smile. "Even if I said you're showering me in courting gifts?"

"Namjoon-ah, I'm a man." Hoseok replied smugly, nose up with a self-satisfied smile, "I
can court you however I like."

He'd laughed hard at that.

But when he was folding his new baji away, it felt like he'd swallowed a stone. The amount
of subtle red stains visible on paler threads was growing bigger on every piece.

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b⁷.⋆☾ @daegukboyz.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

bored in the house and in the house bored, so spamming the skyline with some of these 😗 here's a taegikook teaser ✨️🍳

“I hope you know you’re even more adorable when you’re asleep,” Jungkook said suddenly, eyes
glinting with a hint of teasing and Taehyung felt like his skin should’ve melted with how much he kept
blushing.
“Very adorable,” Yoongi shuffled over, passing him a plate with a perfectly made omelet and then
smirked at him before going back to the stove, “Squishy cheeks and all.” The words were thrown over
his shoulder and Taehyung wanted to melt into a puddle, wanted to seep into the carpet and disappear,
anything so they wouldn’t see the blush on his face, wouldn’t see the way they both affected him with
their words.
“Never falling asleep again,” Taehyung pouted, trying to ignore the way his heartbeat grew faster at
their attention. Jungkook pulled out a fork, twirling the utensil at him before Taehyung took it from him,
immediately stabbing a piece of the omelet and shoving it in his mouth. Taehyung’s pout didn’t hold for
too long, as Yoongi’s food, delicious as ever, pulled a satisfied moan from him as he chewed slowly
savoring every bit of the bite.
“Amazing,” Taehyung finally sighed after swallowing his first bite and looked up to see two blushes and
matching sets wide eyes.
“What?”
Jungkook coughed into his arm, muttering a, “Nothing,” while Yoongi whipped around to the sound of
an overdone egg sizzling in the pan, his own muttered, “Glad you like it.”

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August 💫 @auguststarfall.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

I mean, it has to be from 'what you eat,' right? I still love this little fic, it was so silly & always reminds me of the sometimes unhinged conversations that we have on here 🤭 Tae uses food to make *art*! Seokjin is baffled, exasperated & so, so fond... archiveofourown.org/works/60996343

Seokjin takes the paper from his outstretched fingers and makes a half-coughed scoffing noise.

“Taehyung-ah, does this say ‘foot’? You want to step on my signature tiramisu?”

“Ah, yes. I know it’s technically ladyfingers, but they say that toes are the fingers of the sole…”

“No, they don’t!”

“It’s just an idea, hyung. See, when they’re lined up in a pan like that and kind of rounded…”

Seokjin is still on the sputtering edge of a rant, but privately he admits defeat. Somewhere deep down, he knows he has already decided to make this dessert for Taehyung – would make him just about anything, if it would help with his art series. If it would get Seokjin another one of those brilliant smiles.

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🌙 Jungkook’s pearl necklace @handle.invalid · 07/07/2025

Amor Fati ❣️ minimoni ❣️ gay awakening ❣️ slow burn ❣️ found family ao3.org/works/15663936

Namjoon looks at his eyes again. And then his mouth. Jimin captures the edge of his lower lip between his teeth. Is Jimin really? Could he really want it to be more than a one-time indulgence of a whim? Namjoon has trouble taking in enough air to say, "You're teasing me. This is mean."
"Hmm."
"I didn't sleep at all last night because of you."
"Really?" He lifts his chin a little. Raises his eyebrows.
Namjoon makes a distressed sound in his throat.
Jimin sighs theatrically. "Well, if you don't want to..." He shrugs and starts to turn away, but Namjoon holds onto his hands.
"Want to?"
Jimin's tongue appears and moistens his lips. "Want to kiss me."
"I want to. Do you?"
"Yes, I want to! Right now would be good if you could stop freaking out for a few seconds."
This time it's even better than yesterday. Knowing that Jimin isn't rashly saying yes at a vulnerable moment, but has had time to think about it and to regret it and doesn't regret it and wants it again lets Namjoon savor it more. And this time he dares to lift a hand to Jimin's face and hold him while he kisses him.
Jungkook walks in on them. "Hey," he says, and looks right past them at the soggy ramen on the counter. "Is anybody going to eat that?" Without waiting for an answer, he reaches around them to get it and walks away, singing.
Namjoon pulls Jimin up off the floor and kisses his laughter away.

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Amyrang 🇵🇸 🇨🇩 🇸🇩 @amethyst7a.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

For some reason, Taehyung is usually the hardest character for me to write, but this version is my fave I've written. He's so funny and such a troublemaker. From Chapter 3 of Eye of the Dragon: “Borahae! Borahae everyone!” Taehyung shouted, waving at the bowing wolves as they flew away.

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Amyrang 🇵🇸 🇨🇩 🇸🇩 @amethyst7a.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

From Chapter 1 of Last Son of Eden: The call ended, and the crew all stood around the console, trying to process what had just happened. Yoongi in particular was struggling. Because small hands were still pressed against his back, along with a small face and a stuttering chest.

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Amyrang 🇵🇸 🇨🇩 🇸🇩 @amethyst7a.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

In "Don't Swallow the Sun", NJ and JK are sires, and there's a scene where they have to feed their pups (TH and JM) in front of someone else/each other for the first time. When I first thought of the scene, I thought it would be sexy but it turned out just so soft, its one of my fave comfort scenes

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Amyrang 🇵🇸 🇨🇩 🇸🇩 @amethyst7a.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

Alpha Namjoon, a blacksmith who lives alone in the woods, goes to market. When he sees a frightened bunny in a cage, he decides to buy it on a whim. I honestly don't know why I haven't released it. So far 12k words, could be complete. Based on a 3yo ARDOUR DD fest prompt I never submitted.

Moodboard with 9 images. Top row (left to right): Close up of Jungkook's face, a neck with a black collar, Jungkook's hand holding onto a fence. Middle Row (left to right): a light brown rabbit in a cage, the words "My Lovely Cage", the silhouette of a wolf howling. Bottom row (left to right): a blacksmith holding a sword over a fire, one hand holding both wrists of another person, Namjoon looking away from the camera with a stick in his mouth

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emily @czechemout.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

JK and his angry-eating face is always fun to bring to an au! here is him eating ramen for the first time after escaping in 'what the water gave me'. archiveofourown.org/works/494034...

A hot bowl was pressed into his lap, and all thoughts left his mind instantly. The scent of broth and noodles made his mouth water, and he looked up in shock at the amount of food in the bowl. Jungkook looked up in shock. “This is so much,” he said reverently. “How can you afford this?”

Jimin smiled warmly. “Ramen is common here, sweetheart. We buy in bulk, this whole house eats it all the time - they have some spicy ones, but I wasn’t sure of your tolerance level so this one might be bland. I added some veggies too, and an egg.”

Jungkook bowed graciously. “You are all very kind, thank you for the food.” And then he took his first bite of ramen, and his life changed.

“He looks angry,” Taehyung commented after a moment, watching Jungkook’s brows furrowed as he shoveled noodles into his mouth, barely coming up for breath. “Is he okay?”

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emily @czechemout.bsky.social · 07/07/2025

I haven't reread it in ages, but my first namkook was a university au, with studious, proper namjoon meeting poor artist jungkook. it was my second story ever, so I feel fond for it. archiveofourown.org/works/443759...

“The mechanic shop down the road, I’m shadowing the mechanics but mainly doing boring shit like inventory and billing reconciliation.” He glanced at Namjoon. “If you ever need your car fixed, they’re really good guys, super reliable. I can hook you up.”

“Um, I don’t have a car,” Namjoon admitted. “I have a bike.”

Jungkook’s face lit up. “Seriously? What kind? Man, this dude brought a Ducati into the shop last week, it was so fucking gorgeous. He won it in some card game, guy is a super high roller in Macau or something, total addict when it comes to gambling but sometimes it pays off. Wouldn’t have taken you for a biker, Namjoon-ssi, what kind is it?”

Namjoon felt like he was letting Jungkook down, and he barely knew the kid. “Um, the kind you pedal. It’s just a regular bicycle, sorry. I, um… I don’t know how to drive.”

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emily @czechemout.bsky.social · 06/07/2025

foster fail hybrid!hobi OT7 is one of my feel-good emotional fics, I've fostered a couple times and it's such a rewarding, sweet experience! this part is hobi thinking they're leaving him... archiveofourown.org/works/56983495

“What’s taking so long?” Jungkook muttered, his hand gently rubbing Hoseok’s palm absentmindedly. He’d been doing that for the past ten minutes, and there was an itch on Hoseok’s wrist that he kept missing, but Hoseok refused to pull away to address it, scared he would never feel Jungkook’s fingers again.

“Paperwork?” Yoongi mused, his fingers scratching behind Hoseok’s ears. God, it felt so nice . Hoseok would dream about this for the rest of his life. He almost let his eyes close, but then the door opened.

“Done!” Jimin said happily, clapping his hands together as Hoseok’s heart sank. “Ready to go?”

Taehyung whooped, Jungkook laughed, Yoongi smiled. Hoseok had never felt pain like this. They were happy to return him, because he had scratched Namjoon in his haste to leave when he overheard Jimin’s conversation. Namjoon still had the bandage over his neck. Hoseok had never hated himself so much as he had that moment, when he had realized that Jimin was planning to return him. Of course he hadn’t been good enough, of course the six men had just been nice because that’s what they were - nice. Hoseok wasn’t special.

And so he’d tried to run, opening the front door with tears in his eyes and only socks on his feet. Namjoon had been about to unlock the door, but through tear-blurred eyes, Hoseok had just seen a wall, another barrier to bypass, another man at his cage door. He had scratched before he had realized his claws were extended.

So of course they were ready to return him. Hoseok was a danger to their pack.

Yoongi’s fingers disappeared from his ears, Jungkook let his palm drop. They stood up to join the others. Hoseok stayed in his seat, willing his tears not to fall.

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emily @czechemout.bsky.social · 06/07/2025

not sure if/when it'll be written but canon namkook is my white whale.

Jungkook thinks about it some nights when sleep won’t come. It makes his face warm, makes his fingers curl into little fists under his pillow, makes him cringe and sigh and roll over to escape the memories. He’d been what, fifteen? Everyone said stupid shit when they were fifteen.

He recalled that sort of hero-worship he’d felt immediately, seeing Kim Namjoon looking so cool in their first dorm room, standing there with no shirt and frayed boxer shorts, looking down at him with a mixture of confused cordiality and deafening nonchalance. Jungkook had felt smaller than usual at that moment, his duffel bag cutting into his shoulder, filled with his life’s possessions and his hopes and his dreams.

Alone, left in that hallway with instructions, the first order of many from nameless managers. Knock on the door, someone will answer - no, one of your future groupmates will answer.

“Hi,” Namjoon said, hand on the door to keep it from swinging shut. “You’re, uh… the new kid, right? Sorry, I forgot your name.”

“Wow,” Jungkook squeaked, dropping his duffel bag to the ground with a thud. His shoulder still throbbed with the phantom weight, but he didn’t care. “Thighs.”

Namjoon had stared at him, bewildered but already too exhausted to ask further questions. “Yeah, well… Hoseok-ah, come out here, will you?”

Jungkook was handed off to a boy whose smile felt a bit like home, and his bag was unpacked and pushed into the back of the closet, left to collect dust and dirt beneath years of shoes, jackets, books, CDs, all the things boys who have dreams collect.

Kim Namjoon smiled at him during dinner, though, and Jungkook smiled back.

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em 🖤 @blueandgrey77.bsky.social · 06/07/2025

this tae is very in line with his recent behavior, despite me writing this a few months ago 🤭

"You could just say you're here to see me, you know," he says, only half-joking. He wouldn't mind if Namjoon admitted that was the reason, but it seems unlikely. He mostly says it to make Namjoon blush.
"Well...'
" Namjoon hedges, and Taehyung whips his
head up to watch Namjoon's face. Is he actually going to admit to it? "I...I do like seeing you."
"Oh," Taehyung says, surprised that his tactic actually worked.
"Sorry if that was weird! I know it's like, bad etiquette to hit on someone at work, especially somewhere like this, where maybe people have some expectation or think they can just say anything because you sell... well, you know—"
Taehyung is tempted to let Namjoon keep going, but he takes pity on him and interjects. "Namjoon.
It's okay, I don't mind! I'm glad you're coming back for me and not just the kiwi lube."

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honour ⁷ @paradiem.bsky.social · 06/07/2025

something i've been trying to write since april 😅 it's a namkookmin fic that's part of my fruit witch ficlets 🥰 this one is so hard to write because of self-imposed word count restrictions😭

A NamKookMin fanfic excerpt, which reads: The full moon was bright in the starless sky. Hanging just over the treetops and the mountains, perfectly centred in Jungkook’s window. She rested just above the white, freshly scented pillar candle that hosted a calm, steady flame. The curl of incense wrapped around him— moon energy, ocean energy—greeting him with fondness.

He let his skin soak up her light as she recharged his moon water. As she recharged his crystals, pendants, necklaces, and jewelry. Cleansing him in the candlelight, in the smoke that clung to his robes and the dried, lichen covered driftwood he’d been gifted by the sea before he left his hometown of Busan.

He thanked the moon for allowing him access to her ocean of power, before he poured his moon water into his enchanted seashell bowl, where he would see the moon’s destiny for him. He did it every month on the full moon, waiting to see something new about his soulmate and their dreams. Usually it was of the ocean, sometimes of a library or a curated selection of books, other times it was of a field. Sometimes of pineapple, avocados, all tropical to sub-tropical fruits.

But for almost half a year now, it was dragonfruit. Well, specifically the bioluminescent flowers of the dragonfruit tree. And it was the same image every night. Every night the smell would get richer, a faint hint of expensive cologne, a whiff of… samgyeopsal?, or there’d be slight variations: a new blossom on the stem that smelled like old, vintage, leather-bound books, hands with his tattoos feeling around the leaves before a hand that wasn’t his gently rears it back.

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Big (arirang🌹) D⁷ @trueto7.bsky.social · 06/07/2025

this hasn't been published yet but I wrote a cosmos yoongi backstory piece. I especially loved writing yoongi play piano both in cosmos and in this pre-cosmos world. #seidreamscribes

Taking one deep breath, he closes his eyes and gets lost in the music he starts to play.
It’s cathartic, the world around him fading as he pours everything into his fingertips. His lumeri swells, a warm and soothing feeling he’s growing more and more familiar with, flowing through him and out onto the keys. The overall restlessness that he felt gradually leaves with each crescendo and decrescendo, leaving an overall sense of calm.
A low humming has him stumbling over the next series of notes, and his eyes snap open. He then widens his eyes, taking in the way the light and shadows seem to dance while he plays. He slowly resumes playing, experimenting with the notes and absorbing the different ways his lumeri seems to transform. The light that glows brighter as the notes get faster and happier, or the shadows that creep over the room when the notes slow and get duller. It leaves him breathless, and he closes his eyes again, letting his lumeri wash over him as he continues to play.
But he falters again when he registers the humming a second time, as it shifts to a higher pitch and harmonizes with his music. Something floats on the dulcet tone, wrapping around his lumeri, and almost seems to dance with it. Yoongi opens his eyes again, trying to pinpoint where the humming is coming from. He swears he catches a flash of lavender in the dancing shadows, but that would be impossible because he’s supposed to be the only one in this room.
Slowly, he brings the song to an end, the light falling to its original level and the shadows receding. The humming stops with it, and Yoongi finds himself left with a familiar yearning in its absence.

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Big (arirang🌹) D⁷ @trueto7.bsky.social · 06/07/2025

ive kept this p close but ill finally share that for cosmos, during the part where Jimin was starting to change his opinion on joon, I deeply considered namjoon betraying ot6 Honestly the only thing that stopped me from writing that was time because cosmos would be much #seidreamscribes

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Big (arirang🌹) D⁷ @trueto7.bsky.social · 06/07/2025

trying to do a piece i haven't shared yet and i do like this soothing moment for guide JK archiveofourown.org/works/51822949 #seidreamscribes

The sound of rolling waves fills Jeongguk’s ears, quickly followed by the feeling of water crashing over his body. As cold as the water is, it’s almost healing, and Jeongguk lets out a quiet sigh as he shivers.

He can’t open his eyes though.

He startles when he feels two pairs of hands grip his arms, before they lift him out of the water. He’s then pressed against someone’s chest, warmth winding its way through his bones, while hands card through his hair and caress his face and fuck does that feel nice.

A low hum fills his ears, descending through his body and he finds himself growing even more pliant in the person’s hold and under the other person’s touch.

Yeah.

This is nice.

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Big (arirang🌹) D⁷ @trueto7.bsky.social · 06/07/2025

this little moment of nostalgia leading up to vhopes reunion is nice i think archiveofourown.org/works/55616911 #seidreamscribes

He finds himself stepping into the backyard afterward, taking slow, measured steps across the grass until he comes to a stop just under what used to be a treehouse. There are traces of what it used to be, just under the vines and pretty leaves that now blanket it. Taehyung exhales, then turns to sit against the trunk and closes his eyes.

A gentle breeze drifts through, bringing with it memories of bright laughter, soft touches, tender kisses, then tears. A sweet golden apple aroma dances between all of it, and Taehyung reaches up to wipe the tear that suddenly threatens to escape from beneath his lashes.

“Fuck,” he whispers, then slowly opens his eyes. He freezes, suddenly realizing that the scent isn’t just from his memory, especially when the alpha it belongs to stands directly in front of him.

Hoseok gives him a soft and sincere smile, holding out a small box. “Hi, Tae.”

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Big (arirang🌹) D⁷ @trueto7.bsky.social · 06/07/2025

smitten jimin is so relatable archiveofourown.org/works/62885137 #seidreamscribes

Jimin stares, barely registering the dragon’s words as he takes in the dragon in its full glory. Even in the low light, the dragon’s white scales take on a pearlescent glow, and now that he stands, silver flecks are visible along his belly.

“You’re beautiful.”

He blinks and slaps a hand over his mouth as soon as he realizes what he’s said, and is completely unprepared for the dragon’s chuckle, which seems almost fond.

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Big (arirang🌹) D⁷ @trueto7.bsky.social · 06/07/2025

okay so two of my favorite hoseok moments are actually from unreleased pieces so ill share a glimpse at this painful mutual pining moment for alphas minjoonseok archiveofourown.org/works/55330681 #seidreamscribes

Hoseok hums, takes a deep breath, and leans his head back as he closes his eyes. He’s now painfully aware of the two alphas sitting on either side of him, especially when they lean closer to him as the car ride continues. Namjoon’s hand has been a steady warmth seeping through the material of his pants, while Jimin squeezes the hand he’s still holding.

Hoseok exhales. It’s been well over three years since he first met them, and soon fell in love with them. But in the months after they met, Namjoon and Jimin started dating. Hoseok resolved to move on, but it became harder to do when they insisted on including him in almost everything.

Jungkook liked to joke that they would probably include him in their mating ceremony if they could, something that Hoseok nearly bit him for saying.

He’s tried to keep his distance, but every step he takes away seems to pull the other two alphas closer.

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Big (arirang🌹) D⁷ @trueto7.bsky.social · 06/07/2025

this little moment with forest spirit yoongi :] archiveofourown.org/works/51339802 #seidreamscribes

Yoongi treks to the nearby lake, his favorite place to be in the mornings. It’s where he can take in the way the sun’s light reflects across the water. He smiles and purrs every so often as quiet greetings are whispered through the leaves, the flowers waving their petals as he pads past them. Even the plants on the farthest edge of the forest say hello, filling Yoongi with enough warmth to no longer feel the morning chill.

Finally, he reaches the lake, sitting back on his paws, his tail flicking behind him in the silence. In the water, a few of the fish come to the surface, teasing him to play with energy he doesn’t have yet this early. Still, he indulges them, rumbling lowly. The ghost of a smile comes to his face when the fish dart back then forward again and the water ripples around them as the lake joins in.

It goes on like this, Yoongi casually playing with them as light slowly fills the space. Red, pink and orange hues dance across the water as a gentle breeze ripples through the space, ruffling his fur. More greetings swirl across the leaves, the forest growing more and more awake as the sun rises in the sky, warming the earth.

Alright, Yoongi tells the lake and its residents. It’s time for me to go.

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Big (arirang🌹) D⁷ @trueto7.bsky.social · 06/07/2025

ahh i couldn't pick so sharing from crystal celadon (a yoonjin s/g short) and what the ravens bring (namjin hybrids with raven joon) archiveofourown.org/works/56482774 archiveofourown.org/works/53583997 #seidreamscribes

“I know who you are,” the man murmurs. He purses his lips, staring at Yoongi for another moment before speaking again. “I guess you’ve earned the right to know my name. I’m Kim Seokjin.”

Yoongi dips his head respectfully. “Are you a—”

“I’m not a sentinel,” Seokjin interrupts, eyes flashing. “Not just a sentinel anyway. But that’s all you deserve to know.”

Yoongi tries to reply, but Seokjin raises a hand, the motion throwing Yoongi across the space and through the glass. Yoongi gasps as he’s suspended in the air, surrounded by dazzling shards of celadon, then falls into the water and darkness swallows him whole again.

The raven seems to like his balcony.

In the weeks that follow and the rare instances that Seokjin manages to be home, the raven meets him there, spending more and more time perched in front of him. Sometimes, Seokjin swears the raven holds his gaze, its eyes flashing slate blue under the sunlight.

He gradually finds it easier to breathe in its presence, then revels in the quietness that spreads through his mind, and the relief in his chest whenever the raven is there.

One day, Seokjin extends his arm towards the raven. The raven is quick to jump from the railing, and Seokjin blinks at how light the raven seems to be. He reaches out to stroke a hand over the back of the raven’s head, it’s feathers soft under his fingertips. The raven coos, spending a few minutes on his arm, before taking off.

Seokjin misses him already.

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Big (arirang🌹) D⁷ @trueto7.bsky.social · 06/07/2025

the obvious answer would be cosmos bc its namjoon centric but ill share sentinel joon from this short namseok story instead archiveofourown.org/works/55566169 #seidreamscribes

“Namjoon-ssi,” he calls. Or he tries to, but nothing leaves his lips.

Still, Namjoon’s head slowly lifts from his arms and Hoseok is left breathless once again. Silver tears drip down Namjoon’s cheeks, his eyes a stunning swirl of silver and white. Instinctually, Hoseok reaches up to cup his face, swiping away the tears with his thumb, and chest thrumming when Namjoon leans into the touch.

It’s then that he lets himself acknowledge the thought that lingered in the back of his mind as soon as he appeared in the mindscape.

This is my sentinel. I need to protect him.

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Big (arirang🌹) D⁷ @trueto7.bsky.social · 06/07/2025

this is the only time i've ever written MCD - it was a good challenge too. maybe I'll do it again one day sdlfkj archiveofourown.org/works/54704332 #seidreamscribes

Jeongguk hears it before anything else. Beneath the ambulance’s shattering cries that grated on Jeongguk’s already fraying nerves.

Seokjin’s shallow breaths are growing father and father apart, and the two paramedics in the back with him haven’t done anything after putting the oxygen mask over his mouth.

“Why—” Jeongguk swallows, only now just realizing how dry his throat is. “Why aren’t you helping him? His breathing—”

The paramedics don’t move, neither do they speak.

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Big (arirang🌹) D⁷ @trueto7.bsky.social · 06/07/2025

dragon joon with mers jikook were just v :((( archiveofourown.org/works/62885137 #seidreamscribes

He turns a corner, gaze on the ground, and yelps when he hits a wall. Immediately he looks up, sure that he’d moved wide enough to not hit the corner, and freezes at the sight of familiar white scales.

Namjoon looks down at him, eyes assessing. “Gguk-ah.”

Jeongguk exhales quietly. He loves the way Namjoon quietly rumbles his name.

“Gguk-ah,” Namjoon calls again. “It’s late.”

Jeongguk nods and drops his gaze. “I couldn’t sleep.”

Namjoon hums. “Come with me.”

Jeongguk doesn’t hesitate to follow Namjoon, swimming close to his side. He half expects Namjoon to lead him to the room with all the sculptures, but they end up in one of the empty rooms. Namjoon settles in the sand, gesturing for Jeongguk to settle in the space beside him with his nose.

Jeongguk inches forward before curling up in the sand next to Namjoon. As soon as he lies down, the warmth in his chest gradually spreads to blanket him. He looks up at Namjoon, white scales glimmering in the moonlit water, then quickly glances away when Namjoon peeks open an eye at him. He fights the heat off his cheeks when Namjoon chuckles, the low rumble of it filling the room and weaving through the warmth that already blankets him.

Namjoon’s chuckle tapers into a steady, comforting rumble, one that gently vibrates the sand. Jeongguk lets himself sink into it, body going lax, and falls asleep.

In the morning, he wakes up with Jimin in his arms, fast asleep, and Namjoon’s tail draped over them protectively. A glance at Namjoon shows that he’s also asleep, and both Namjoon’s and Jimin’s scales are beautiful in the growing sunlight.

I could stay like this forever.

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Big (arirang🌹) D⁷ @trueto7.bsky.social · 06/07/2025

i think i've shown the taejoon scene the leads up to this but namjoon leaving ot6 and anything from their time apart is some of my fave angst that i've written archiveofourown.org/works/50398864 #seidreamscribes

He mentally pleaded for Namjoon to get up, to fight back, even though he knew that Namjoon himself knew that he couldn’t. Tears streamed down his face as he helplessly felt the way Namjoon’s lumeri was quickly muted, then watched the ealexein drag Namjoon away, and Jimin pulled him into his chest.

“Let’s go home,” Yoongi murmured, but Taehyung could sense the strain in his voice. When he pulled away from Jimin’s chest, he saw how Yoongi’s jaw was tense, and his eyes glimmered slightly.

He tried not to think about the way Namjoon’s arms felt around his waist when they finally rode back to their home. He tried not to think about the way Namjoon’s lips felt against his and how he didn’t know when he would be able to do that again. It felt right to kiss him at that moment, after Namjoon promised to return, and he can’t find it in himself to regret it.

But now, as he sits on the windowsill on the second floor of the library, lumeri roaming the house for someone who isn’t there, Taehyung almost wishes he hadn’t. He shakes his head, exhaling as he looks back down at the new quilt in his lap. He’d taken the week off after trying to work, but was too distracted with thoughts of Namjoon to get anything done.

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Big (arirang🌹) D⁷ @trueto7.bsky.social · 06/07/2025

this is probably the fluffiest story ive written recently? sldfkj anyway some yoonminkook nesting :] archiveofourown.org/works/55730659 #seidreamscribes

Yoongi can’t help the low rumble that leaves him as he moves into the nest, then lies in the space that they create for him. Jimin is quick to curl into Yoongi’s chest, while Jeongguk presses close to his back after reaching over to turn off the lights. They melt into each other, content to remain in silence with the occasional brush over each other’s skin.

The silence is interrupted by a gentle rumble, and Yoongi smiles when he feels the vibration of Jeongguk’s content purring against his back. It’s one that’s quickly echoed by Jimin, his purrs a steady thrumming against Yoongi’s chest. He smiles and reaches down to thread his fingers through Jeongguk’s, kissing the back of his hand before pulling it up to his chest. He then leans down to kiss the crown of Jimin’s head, smiling again when Jimin’s rumbles increase for a moment before settling back to their original volume.

Yoongi lets out a short rumble of his own as he closes his eyes. He lets himself sink into the comforting sounds of Jimin and Jeongguk’s purrs and the weight of their embrace, and slowly falls asleep.

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Big (arirang🌹) D⁷ @trueto7.bsky.social · 06/07/2025

some btxt from cosmos - its a bittersweet moment but the overall scene was v cute archiveofourown.org/works/50398864 #seidreamscribes

Following the chatter that drifts down the hall, Taehyung makes his way back through the house and into the kitchen. Yoongi is cooking alone, the two young lumerins at the table.

“Yoongi-hyung wouldn’t let us help when we tried to,” Beomgyu complains as soon as Taehyung enters the kitchen.

“Because you’re guests, Beomgyu-yah,” Yoongi grumbles over his shoulder.

“We’re practically family, hyung,” Beomgyu retorts.

Yoongi waves his hand, and Taehyung bites back a laugh as he moves to stand next to him. Yoongi wordlessly hands him a bowl full of meat for him to season and cook, both of them ignoring the cries of protest.

Taehyung also tries not to think about how just the week before, Namjoon had been cooking with Jeongguk and Hoseok in the same spot.

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