Away From You; 16 | Myg

Away From You; 16 | myg

⏤𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜; Trying to divorce Yoongi might be harder than you thought it’d be. Especially when you’re having a two year old toddler.

⏤𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: strong language, mature content

⏤𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: fluff, angst, smut, divorce!au

⏤𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 13.6k+

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a/n: this one is a long one, please don’t forget to reblog and let me know what you think! :)

𝚖.𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚡

© 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐 (𝒏𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅)

The moment your knuckles meet the door of Yoongi’s office, you feel your muscles tense while waiting for any kind of response. When you get one in a form of dry ‘come in’ you push the door open and warily step inside. Just like you expected, Yoongi barely lifts his head up to note your presence. He knows it’s you, he must know, but he barely glances at you as he buries his head into another stack of papers as usual. However, you know the real reason behind him letting unnecessary work swallow him is completely different than his usual hardworking (or overworking) persona.

It’s sad to see him this way. Letting himself distract with work that’s not as important, and something he should be working on at least in a month. You’ve seen it, as his assistant you went through his meeting and plans, and you’ve let your curiosity get the best out of you just to find out that all of his work for this month is almost done. There are just two meetings left, nothing big.

It’s been two weeks since the fight with his mother has happened. Two weeks full of Yoongi trying to act like nothing has happened in front of your son, dodging your attempt of comforting him when you were alone. He doesn’t want to talk about it, you got that from him distracting himself and again, acting like nothing has happened. Whenever you went to ask about his mother, or simply show your worry to your husband, he’d just talk about most random stuff before you could even open your mouth. It’s like he felt you’re about to talk about that specific topic everytime. It’s his way of coping with what happened and you’ve to respect that. You’re not going to pressure him into talking about his mother.

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Cobalt blue

↠ PAIRING: KTH x reader x JJK

↠ WORDS: 11.3K

↠ GENRE: smut, artist (painter) au

↠ RATING: explicit (18+)

↠ SYNOPSIS: you ask Jungkook to draw you like one of his French girls. 

↠ WARNINGS: pwp, m x f x m threesome, soft power dynamics (sub/switch!Jungkook, switch!Reader, dom!Taehyung), noona reader, voyeurism, exhibitionism, oral (f and m receiving), pussy worshipping (sorta?), drawing of specific body parts (yes it’s pussy), fingering, handjob, unprotected sex, (wrap it before you tap it!), dirty talk, mild overstimulation, orgasm denial, marking (hickeys, nail marks), choking, praise, Jungkook is a bit bratty but also a good boy, creampie, cumplay, longhaired!Jungkook and black perm!Taehyung because they live in my mind rent free, RIP Namjoon’s couch 

↠ A/N: this really got away from me and somehow ended up being over 10K. Shoutout to @hesperantha​ and @wwilloww​ for their endless support and help as my beta readers for this fic. Please check them out if you want to read some wonderful writing! 

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“Shit!” 

You look down, wide-eyed, at the blue goo seeping into your white cable-knit sweater. It drips all over your hands and trickles down the front of your pants. 

Realising you’re still holding the glass jar you somehow managed to save from shattering to pieces — cobalt blue scribbled in messy handwriting on the sticker — you hastily put it back in its place, cursing both your clumsiness and Taehyung’s science experiments in what he calls “the search for van Gogh’s soul”. 

Disgruntled, you look at the potpourri of pots and jars filled with colourful paint. You bet the post-impressionists did know how to tighten a lid. 

A blue blob runs down your wrist and you watch how your sleeve soaks it up eagerly. The thought of having to wring van Gogh’s spirit out of your sogged sweater makes you wince — the poor man has been through enough already during his days on earth, and your recklessness just might have made the afterlife a whole lot worse.

Speaking of the course of one’s life, you are not ready to die of cobalt poisoning just yet; slowly withering away like the cornflowers on the roadside verge behind your grandmother’s house, rich pigment seeping through your skin to taint your blood. 

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Starlet and Moonstruck [1]

Chapter 1||Chapter 2||Chapter 3||Chapter 4||Chapter 5

Words: 8.7k Genre: Fluff & Humour, Actress!Au Summary: As a newcomer actress struggling to make a name for yourself in the tough industry, you’re absolutely ecstatic to see your Dispatch pictures on the front page of Naver….but..what is this?! This isn’t about you! 

Who’s the third guy from the left?!

Cr.

Lights. Camera. Action.

“Y/N! Y/N! Y/N!” The chanting of your name begins simultaneously as the car door slides open and you step out. Your mouth draws into a huge smile, cheeks swelling, hand waving and the shrieking elevates. The screams from your fans beg you to spare any amount of attention to them. The journalists lean over the metal fence barrier, shoving their microphone in your direction and yelling out questions to supposed rumours. The artificial light flashes of the cameras provide you with luminescence, reminding you of a rave show, capturing your best angles with the long lenses. The shouts and clicking frenzy ricochets off the midnight sky.

You continue with black heels strutting against the red carpet, offering a last smile as you turn into the building. The life of fame is such a tough one.

“Uh, miss….did you pay for your ticket?”

Unfortunately, it’s a mere mirage.

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cinnamon bliss ● chapters list

Summary | Ever since the day he walked through the front door of your cafe hand in hand with his sweet daughter on one gloomy afternoon in the middle of winter, he had captured your heart without him even knowing it. All the time, you had chosen to stay on the sidelines, watching him mend his broken heart in silence while he teaches his own daughter that it was okay to be a kid despite the pain that they shared. You know you shouldn’t be so infatuated with him or let this feeling go any deeper. Because nothing could prepare you when you are forced to watch him move on, completely unaware that he is about to be breaking your heart into pieces.

➬ Subtitle | The long road home to you

➬ Pairings | Kim Seokjin x reader

➬ Genre | Single Father!Jin, Cafe Owner!reader, Unrequited Love!au, Angst, Future Smut

➬ Ratings | PG-13, +18 / M for Mature; appropriate warnings will be applied on each chapter whenever necessary.

➥ Cross post | AO3 | Wattpad

➥ Author’s Note | Originally commissioned by @rm4lyf​ ; I have decided to release this one as a drabble series to present the timeline more appropriately and make the storyline work. 

➥ Status/Total word count | COMPLETED / 51,010 words

➬ Chapters

⇢ chapter i. chance encounter

⇢ chapter ii. array

⇢ chapter iii. autumn leaves

⇢ chapter iv. mortals

⇢ chapter v. vivacious

⇢ chapter vi. dying embers

⇢ chapter vii. drowning-1

⇢ chapter viii. drowning-2

⇢ chapter ix. sweet melody-1

⇢ chapter x. sweet melody-2

⇢ chapter xi. coming home-1

⇢ chapter xii. coming home-2

➬ Bonus Chapters

⇢ #001 - morning, sunshine!

➥ Reference Image | Cafe Setting | Story Mood

➥ Music Companion (link to playlist) | The LOFT - Glass Walls // Katie - Thinking Bout You // JERO - With you // Code Kunst - O (feat. Lee Hi) // Dxvn. - Drowning // Ja¥en x District - dying ember // Angelicca - Your Only One // GATS & Oh Genius - Lost In You // Adrian Daniel​ - Nobody

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Right There | BBH 

In which Baekhyun is a white-haired player who might just be in love. He may be an extremely intelligent computer science major, but he’s not so eloquent with words.

This is the story of the events leading up to his confession.

CHARACTERS: Unnamed reader (You), Baekhyun

AU(s): college!au, fuckboy!au

GENRES: fluff, romance, smut

WARNINGS: Baekhyun being an eboy who sends dick pics through snapchat and texts “haha” too much, some smut, some cheesy fluff

➸ Preview ➸ Final

AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is just a little something I wrote when Baekhyun dyed his hair white because of a Twitter poll. Also, a few months ago, I was supposed to write a stoner/gamer au in which Baekhyun is a computer science major, but I never got around to it until now. This will be oneshot with a small preview that I’ll be posting next week! Please enjoy.

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real

pairing: seokjin x y/n

wordcount: 13k

glimpse: single dad!jin has all the money to blow off in the world but not time, and swim instructor!y/n just nEEDS to meet this student’s dad who’s never there to pick her up :D ft. someone’s ex that just hAD to be an olympic swimmer huh

notes: this piece has been living in my mind for months collecting nothing but dUST!! and then i finally got all the things worked out in my head and i don’t actually know why i didn’t write this sooner!!!! i hope this fic makes you happy as much as it made me :D // gif isn’t mine! 

i was searching up songs with / underwater / as a lyric, and i stumbled upon this perfect song that i can’t believe isn’t mainstream :((

real by alpha yang ft. anne chan

happy birthday seokjin i can’t buy you the moon but THIS seokjin can

( ･_･)♡

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