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Itâs here! The day we shower our favorite writers with well-deserved love. If I get sappy then Iâm sorry. The truth is Iâm generally uncomfortably soft. Deal with it.
I canât possibly name all the writers I follow here and gush on them but every one that I follow is talented and has sprinkled many of my days with joy (or angst, you heartless people). Whether weâve talked or not, Iâve spent many of my days squealing, crying, gasping, and cursing over your stories. I canât thank you enough for sharing your creations with us. <33333
And for a few of you, I have an extra word or two because youâve made my time here all the more enjoyable.Â
@daegunotes - my twin in all things terrible. You are a special little nugget of a person and I am extremely over the moon happy that you decided to message me all those months ago (has it been a year? holy fuck). You level me out, set me straight when I need it, and talk me out of depressive episodes anytime you notice the slightest difference in my attitude. Iâm quite (ridiculously) lucky to have you in my life and you have been a literal miracle worker over the past few months. You know why. I love you. <333 I do think, however, that you donât put enough value in your stories tbqh. You downplay how good they are all the time and I KNOW that your twisted little mind is full to the brim of fantastic ideas, you just need to let them be free so the rest of us can devour them. Iâm always, 100% of the time, rooting for you. Come what may, Iâm in your corner.
@bxebxee - hello my fellow addict of all things Cha Eunwoo (and sometimes Yoongi). Whether we are watching dramas together or being snarky in hidden corners, Iâm always having a good time with you. Youâre one of those people whose energy makes people gravitate towards you and I am LUCKY to be caught in this magnetic pull. And when it comes to your fics??? Girl. Iâve praised you a lot on my fic rec blog and I stand behind all of it. Youâre succinct without being bare-boned. Your prose is pretty without being pretentious. And you manage to do that while covering the nasty bits that a lot of writers here donât want to touch. I mean, come on, you wrote a fic where Reader pisses on the floor and Yoongi cleans it up. AND YOU MADE IT ROMANTIC???!?! What kind of witchery was that??? That was when I knew I was done for. Iâm a Becky stan, what can I say?
@noona-la-la-la - perhaps the first fic blog I followed on tumblr and 2+ years later I still donât regret it. You always manage your blog with a cool maturity that is sometimes lacking here, even when anons try to get under your skin. Your fics were the first ones I read for BTS that didnât paint the members in the best light and it was eye-opening for me. Unexpected will always be one of my favorite fics ever because you detailed a journey of understanding and acceptance that I rarely ever see done in fics (or erotica at large) and certainly not with the grace that you handled it with. And after Snap Decision I ALWAYS think of you when Iâm at an Applebeeâs. Still havenât run into a Jimin type there, alas.
@btssmutgalore - Dee. The sunshine of BTS fanfic tumblr. Youâve been in and out of here for a while but I still smile anytime I see you pop up on my dash. Youâre a legend around here, of course, but I like my sweet little Dee more. You have the ability to radiate goodness even when everything else has turned to shit. Donât even get me started on your fics. Please. Does the world know how much I love them? Does the world know that Sin City Jimin is my everything? Have I screamed about that van sex scene in Monster enough? Or King Of Wishful Thinking? Or the entirety of your masterlist??Â
@fireheart-namjoon - the queen of worldbuilding on BTSÂ fanfic tumblr. No one writes fantasy fics the way you do imo. The way you craft together an engaging story inside of an elaborate alternative world is fascinating. Itâs something that Iâve never been skilled in, creating an entirely new experience like that, and I love and adore that you bring that to my dash. Not to mention, youâre just funny and sweet and a Good person. Iâm still making my way through your masterlist (because you update so quickly! Iâm envious!!) but Iâve thoroughly enjoyed what Iâve read so far. Particularly, Company (both the original version and the updated one).Â
@vankoya - the queen of angst who refuses to let me live. And yetâŚI keep coming back for more. I love that the first fic of yours I read was Do You Feel It, Sugar? in all itâs smutty glory but I specifically always equate you with breaking my heart. I have been so vocal about this that people are probably tired of reading it at this point but GOOD GRIEF A Ticket To The Sun is That Fic, you guys. The way you dance around this terribly gloomy world, dropping pretty words and looping prose together, to distract readers from the utter hopelessness in itâŚugh. *chefs kiss* You are the Kazuo Ishiguro of BTS fanfic tumblr imo. And yet, I keep coming back to reread the ones that hurt the most. Iâm a masochist. But! Aside from that, I love seeing you pop up on tumblr or twitter because whatever mischief youâve gotten yourself into irl really makes me laugh. You have an infectious energy and I am a fan.Â
Iâm sobbing literally tears down my face. I love you sm my twin my beautiful wonderful amazing angel. Thank you for being in my life and all the things youâve done for me. Youâve given me so much love and understanding Iâm so grateful. To have someone as talented as you say such wonderful things about me is the biggest ego boost in the world. I will try to be braver with my content ily my sunshine đđđđ
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Hello! Itâs Gi! Iâm making this post in celebration of fanfic writer appreciation day because all of you are something to be celebrated. As writers, who put countless hours, sometimes tears, sometimes screams of frustration and boundless amount of thought and energy and heart into each and every fic you write, I want to say thank you. Thank you for writing. Thank you for allowing us the chance to fall into the worlds you create, for letting us experiencing all these different emotions. Whether the fic is smut, angst, fluff, crack, suspense, etc. you make us all feel so many things and itâs truly an honour. As a reader, I am in awe of your works every single day because you all have had me flailing, crying, laughing and for a while, I am able to forget about everything else and fully immerse myself in your work so thank you!
Thank you for what you do. Thank you for the stories you create. Thank you for the worlds you share with us. Thank you even though sometimes it might be hard. Thank you!Â
I love you Gi not just for the wonderful writer that you are but also for the beautiful soul you possess youâre amazing and I love and again thank you including me in this đđ
Make sure to shower your favorite writers with lots of love today in appreciation for all the work they put into sharing their work with us all!!
My sweet, beautiful and talented friends and mutuals - I LOVE YOU x335985304698 thanks for being you and for the amazing content you share with us all.  @kpopfanfictrash @moonmangyu @joonbird @vankoya @floralseokjin @lucbelle @bxebxee @johobi @gimmesumsuga  @tayegi @daegunotes @btssmutgalore @promixity @hyunas-hoe-wife @mak-baes @lordwoozi @soobadnoonecanstopher @3kpop2jagi1 @whimsical-ness @yeolology @minlouvre @antaedepressant @taehyung-the-baehyung @minheoney @fireheart-namjoon @kookingtae @septetoile @solastia @high-on-food @vitaemin-dae @daegusoftboys @httpjeon @guksheart @minnsvga @kinktae @gukyi @readyplayerhobi @hayjeonÂ
To the other writers I follow and admire - your fics have brought my happiness, tears and countless hours of losing myself in enjoyment. Thank you!!! @jungblue @baeseoul @kingdomtae @versigny @gardentulips @wagicshop @94hixtape @oilblotter @seokkbuns
sorry if I forgot anyone but Iâm at work and I suck at multitasking. OKAY ANYWAY HAVE A GREAT DAY ALL đ¤đ¤đ¤đ¤
I was currently scrolling through the dashboard when your blog came up on the recommendations blogs... I just wanna say, love at first click! I just read "never will I ever" and omg you have my heart âĄ
omggg thank you sm!!!! This was sooo encouraging!!! Thank you for liking my content thank you following!! I hope I continue to produce stuff you like!!!! đđđđđđđđđđ
Was it the summer of 5th grade? When we both skinned our knees? You, your left one and me, my right one. You joked about us being a in a blood pact now, an inseparable pair of troublemakers.
Was it the winter of 9th grade? When you cried with abandon on my shoulder because of the boy who had your heart in tatters and in return I knocked him to the ground, getting a shining black eye for myself as well. You were so angry that day, not because I had fought the boy but because he had the audacity to hurt your best friend.
Was it just the beginning of the fall of our first year at university? When you rang my doorbell at 2 a.m. because you had just lost your brother? You looked so gaunt and harrowed at my doorstep that my heart dropped. You came in and just sat in my arms in silence for 4 hours. No questions asked, no answers given.
Was it the last semester of our third year? When you got so drunk at a party that I had to pick you up even though I had a final the next morning? You made me stop the car in front of your house and looked at me as if my eyes held all the answers you were looking for. You then proceeded to cup my face in your hands. The vision of your lips leaning in is still burned into my consciousness.
Was it the next morning? When we woke up - sweaty and tangled limbs? You started crying and I panicked, thinking of all the ways that I could turn this around until you said - âIâm so scared...Iâve been in love with you for so long. I didnât want to  ruin our friendship.â
My memory solidifies from that day - every day spent as your partner is crystal clear to me. Who was I before then?
It was definitely the next minute when bells starting ringing my ears and my stomach started doing the somersaults.
It was definitely in the next hour that I had poured out the depth of my feelings to you and you smiled and responded and kissed me silly.
It was definitely two years from that day when I finally had the nerve to ask you the question I had been wanting to ask since that summer in the 5th grade. âWill you marry me?â âOf course dummy! Who else could tolerate me?â You were always so self-deprecating. How did you not know that you were the most wonderful being to exist?
It was definitely a year from that date that we stood in front of our friends and family and promised to keep each other company till eternity. You looked so beautiful that day. I had to remember to breathe. I still couldnât believe you had agreed to spend all your life with me.
It was definitely two years from our wedding day when you told me the news that was the best thing I had ever heard in my entire life. We were having a baby. You, who had given me so much, were now giving me the biggest gift of them all. A piece of you and a piece of me.
It was exactly one year ago - when I held our angel in my hands. Our beautiful perfect angel who looked exactly like her mother, thank goodness for that. She did have my dimples though so thank you for that.
It was exactly one year ago - when you left me alone in this world. All the light had suddenly vanished and I was left alone, with our child and without you.
The first few months were terrifying. It was all darkness, but looking at our angelâs face gave me strength. For she looks just like you.
Thank you my angel in heaven, both me and her miss you but weâre going to be ok. Iâm sure you watch over us everyday.
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Namjoon: They rented the last copy of Kundera's 'Life is Elsewhere' but gave it to me when I almost cried because I needed it for my paper due that night.
Seokjin: Blind date set-up by parents. Was about to receive the "emergency" phone call when their phone rang and they said they had to leave because of an "emergency".
Yoongi: Was working on a project in a cafe where the couple the next table over kept sucking face. Just rolled my eyes and thanked god when they got up to leave, saw the dude get tripped by someone on purpose. Immediately asked for that someone's number.
Hoseok: Early 2000s Hip-Hop night at the club, they were the only person, other than me to sing the "Ayyyy must be the money" part during Nelly's 'Ride Wit Me' in the entire club.
Jimin: 7th grade dance class, they flying kicked the guys that had been bullying me for half a year
Taehyung: Vet's clinic - had just gotten horrible news about my pup. They came over, sat down next to me and talked to me about my dog for 2 hours. My dog is now healthy and happy and so is my S/O
Jungkook: Overwatch teammate was being a shithead, decided to go over and meet them for the first time and talk some sense into them. Turns out they were very pretty irl.
my dumbass just realized that my ask box has been closed THIS ENTIRE TIME jsjsjsjslll so if you guys have any feedback on my fics plz send it to me ilyyyyy
I just realized I never interact with anyone on here đ đ if yâall read my stuff and liked it or hated it or had questions please let me know!! Iâd love to hear them :)
Summary: The day has been terrible. A break is much needed.
Genre: Fluff and Everyday Life
Words: 1.3k
Pairing: Namjoon x Female!Reader (third person)
It had been a long and torturous day. A day which personified the saying âWhen it rains it pours.â The minute she woke up, she knew this day was going to be miserable. After her last alarm went off, she slowly began stirring so she could get a headstart to her day.
To her infinite surprise and please she felt panties soaked through and was excited at the possibility of an early morning romp with the man who occupied her bed. She slid her fingers down quietly in the dark to get started, trying her best to not wake him up. To her horror, what she felt wasnât the result of her nighttime r-rated dreams but the indication of her uterus going about itâs monthly maintenance.
Angry and disappointed she turned around to both get out of bed and give her partner a nudge when she found that the right side of the bed was cold and empty. He had left before dawn again. Cursing to the high heavens at this turn of events, she scrambled into the bathroom to finish getting ready for work.
One would think that the universe took pity on her and offered her respite after the upset she had in the morning, but neâer did fate look kindly upon humans.
She was late to work because today was the day that her trusty heels that had seen her through the darkest times, had decided to call it quits. Fortunately she was right in front of her companyâs building when the heel decided to snap. Never had she been more thankful to see that ugly revolving door in her life.
She took off both her shoes and sprinted towards the entrance, ignoring the looks any passerbys and colleagues were giving her. Any semblance of self respect had flown out the window in her third week at work - everyone expected something like this from the resident hot mess.
She always mused that it was a boon that she was highly competent at her job and made the company a lot of money otherwise she wouldâve been given the boot even before her probation ended.
The next few hours went relatively smoothly, she changed into the spare pair of flats she kept tucked away in her office for emergencies and went about her daily tasks.
Half an hour before she was to clock out for the rest of the day - she received the damning phone call. One of her biggest clients, one she had worked tirelessly to bring into their company had decided to stop using their companyâs services.
This threw a major spanner in the works because said client was their number one cash cow and the reason several other smaller firms had decided to trust her firm with their business.
It took her four hours to get in touch with the VP of operations on the phone and placate him regarding a recent fumble that her subordinate had made. A lot of pleading and promises of discounts and a vague agreement to a lunch meeting later, everything was back on track. She was stubborn and got what she wanted in the end. Thatâs always what he had liked best about her apparently - or so he said.
Tired, spent and feeling absolutely miserable, she trudged on home on the last train of the night, which had been miraculously late and had allowed her to get home without having to spend a bomb on cab fare. Maybe because it was past midnight, her nightmare was finally over?
âKinda like an anti-Cinderella situation.â she thought as she snorted with laughter.
She couldnât wait to get home, take off the tiredness of the day, take a shower and crawl into bed with a hot water bottle. Maybe heâd be home, maybe her good luck would continue?
She didnât let her mind run away with wishful thinking because she knew it only brought pain. He was busy - he had a lot of responsibilities and they had discussed this before they officially decided to enter into a relationship. From day one, Namjoon had told her that even though he would try his best, he would never be able to be a ânormalâ boyfriend.
This had proven to be true because he was rarely home and when he did come to visit it was odd times which were spent in - other  activities - she was greedy and needed to feel him around her all the time.
Today however she wished that maybe for one day, she could just cuddle up to him and let all her tiredness and frustration wash away.
Maybe fate took pity on her for when she entered her house, she saw the familiar pair of Vans in the doorway and his Visvim jacket thrown carelessly over the couch (as usual). Miraculously her boyfriend, Namjoon was home before her.
She made her way into their shared bedroom and saw him. He was sitting up in bed, reading the book he planned to finish months ago.
Wearing an old tattered shirt that he refused to get rid off, âBut the memories babe! The shirt reeks of sentimentâ he always said.
His reading glasses sat on the bridge of his nose as his eyes roved over the pages hungrily. She could tell that he was concentrating on the subject matter  since his chin is jutting out as much as it possibly could - a trait that endeared him to her even more than she could ever imagine.
Heâd never looked better and more inviting. This is exactly what she needed right now. Namjoon may have been a bit of an absent boyfriend but he almost always instinctively knew when she needed him the most.
She didnât bother changing out of her day clothes or washing up, this opportunity was too rare to waste.
She flopped on the bed and disturbed his set up a little. As a result he looked at her over his glasses, âWhatâs wrong babe? Why the frââ he began to say until she shushed him using her finger. There was no need for talking right now. Just snuggles.
She snuggled up to him, her head occupying its favourite spot of his broad chest, directly above his rib cage where her ears could clearly hear his heart beating in a perfect rhythm.
Soon the cadence calmed her tiredness, anger and racing pulse over this disaster of a day, letting her drift into a dreamless sleep.
As per usual her mouth was hanging slightly open, and she was snoring to the high heavens.
Namjoon looked over and smiled slowly. He loved hearing her snore, and he thought back to the day where they discovered that they shared this attribute. Delighted to find a partner with the same affliction so the nights werenât fraught with discomfort.
Her snoring also reminded him that she was sound asleep â away from whatever was tormenting her in the day. That thought was enough to keep him happy.
He brushed her hair out of her face, moved to lay her back into bed properly and made sure to take off her socks before retreating. He knew she hated it when her feet got too warm while sleeping.
With a tiny kiss on her forehead and the faintest whisper of âI love you darling...â sent out in the night sky, Namjoon left silently the shared bedroom to return to the dorm â the boys and him had a flight early in the morning.
His feet hesitated at the door for a bit, contemplating how bad the penalties of him missing a concert would be â and how worth it she was.
Ultimately he knew that she would probably be the most upset at him for abandoning his group for her, she knew how hard he had worked to get to where he was at.
He sighed as he finally existed the apartment. Cheering himself up with the thought of her welcoming arms when he returned triumphant.
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Summary: Your inability to express yourself fully finally catches up to your relationship and Jimin has had just about enough
Genre: Angst
Words: 1k
Pairing: Jimin x ReaderÂ
Itâs withdrawal. Thatâs what it is. The symptoms you are exhibiting mirror those of people in rehab, trying to undo their addiction.
Addiction. Thatâs what he is. He often joked about how you had the placebo effect on him. How cruel the joke seemed now. Since you were the one going through real physical pain.Â
FOR THE LOVE OF CHRIST MY HEART. IF I WANTED TO HAVE MY HEART BROKEN I WOULDâVE ASKED DAMMIT (this was beautiful. Stan them pls, this writer done stole my life and guilty pleasure for angst â¤)
Summary: Your inability to express yourself fully finally catches up to your relationship and Jimin has had just about enough
Genre: Angst
Words: 1k
Pairing: Jimin x ReaderÂ
Itâs withdrawal. Thatâs what it is. The symptoms you are exhibiting mirror those of people in rehab, trying to undo their addiction.
Addiction. Thatâs what he is. He often joked about how you had the placebo effect on him. How cruel the joke seemed now. Since you were the one going through real physical pain.Â
@daegunotes What a lovely story. I was deep in my angsty feels and did not expect the ending, but I liked it very much. I really enjoyed your choice of words. The part about the readerâs sunshine being taken away because Jimin couldnât stand being around their constant cloud - great imagery! And the readerâs mind being âblessed by another vision of their angelâ - too sweet. â¤
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