bts fic recs

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Pair: taegikook

Length: 93k, 24/24 chapters, completed

AU: soulmates, time travel

It appeared on the inside of your right wrist from the day you were born. A scrawling across your skin, ebony ink staining your flesh, emphasising it’s permanence.

It was the date of your soulmate’s birthday.

Taehyung was no different, except that he had two dates on his wrist and they were both crossed out.

- a really good read, a really good look into the soulmate au. Also I kinda cried so... - Admin P

🌈 enchanted forest - yoongi/everyone

🌈 Kepler and Gilese - namkook

🌈 fuck the police - yoonminkook

🌈 of monsters and men - yoonkook centric, series of stories

🌈 love me love me - vminkook

— all fics are less than 15k

Ao3: link

Pairing: taegi

Length: 75k, 24/24 chapters, completed

The last thing taehyung thought will happen when he jumped from the top of an abandoned building, is to be saved by a werewolf who claims to be his mate.

the last thing yoongi thought will happen is to find his mate in a human, lying on the road half dead.

will taehyung be able to accept his inner wolf and accept his mate in time? or will the waiting be too much on the alpha?

- just a short fic based off of beabadoobee’s song coffee

Taehyung smiled, staring at the small figure hidden under the covers. A fan of orange stuck out of the top of the covers, the hair of his boyfriend glowing in the morning sun. Taehyung’s hand reaches out to the soft locks, softly petting Jimin’s hair.

This is what Taehyung wanted forever, his boyfriend safely wrapped up in the covers with him cuddling up to Jimin. Taehyung’s heart felt full, a tug pulling him to Jimin, but first things first in the morning: coffee.

Peeling off the covers as quietly as possible so he wouldn’t disturb Jimin, Taehyung got out of bed and headed to the kitchen. Jimin was cranky in the morning without coffee (whether he would like to admit it or not) so Taehyung - being the morning person he is - got up and made a pot so Jimin would be happy right away in the morning.

“Hey,” Jimin’s croaky and deep voice came out, his voice being a sharp contrast to the drip of the coffee machine, “You just left me. You do know I was up right?”

Taehyung blushed, of course he was stupid enough to not see if Jimin was up, “Sorry honey, I didn’t remember. But I did remember the coffee!” He smiled at the smaller, wrapping him in his big arms and pulling Jimin close.

“Tae, come on, let go I need my coffee,” Jimin groaned, trying to get out of his boyfriends grasp.

“Okay I’ll let you go but let me get your coffee, you need to relax some before being released to Jungkook and Hobi-hyung, not to mention the tiny rascals you teach,” Taehyung let go, and Jimin went and sat down on the love seat in the living room.

First was the mug, Taehyung had to grab the best one so he of course grabbed Jimin’s mug that Jungkook and Yoongi got him (it read out ‘Taehyung Tamer’, being a little inside joke between the four). Then he grabbed the sugar, pouring just the right amount in the mug. Taehyung reached out for the coffee pot and poured into the mug, sugar being dissolved immediately (but of course needing a small stir, because some grains are stubborn).

Taehyung walked into the living room, handing Jimin his mug, and then slotting himself onto Jimin’s lap. This was home, being wrapped up in his boyfriend’s arms in the early morning glow and watching Jimin enjoy his cup of coffee, just the way he liked it, and relaxing before they really had to go to work.

“I love you Jiminie, so much”

You’re my jam ❣️ 32k, completed, yoonkook

Please don’t say you love me (because I might not say it back) ❣️ 20k, completed, yoonkook

The weekly reports on neon jungkooks tragic love life ❣️57k, completed, yoonkook

Daisies and aloe ❣️22k, completed, yoonkook

I’m sorry but it’s fake love (tbh not really) ❣️ vmin, completed, 201k

Sweet like sugar ❣️ 19k, completed, yoonkook

Like real people do ❣️ 22k, completed, yoonkook

Affinity ❣️ 205k, completed, taegi

Ao3: link

Pairing: yoonkook

Word count: 19.3k, completed, 5/5 chapters

Sometimes, being a cuddly drunk is hard, but Jungkook has mostly learned how to deal with it by himself. Sometimes, he runs himself a bath and curls into the warm water. Sometimes, he crawls into bed and shoves blankets behind him until he can believably pretend there’s someone cuddled up against his back. Most times, though, those things aren’t enough.

Most times, just like this time, Jungkook takes to Tumblr.

[or, Jungkook is lonely and sugar talks helps.]

Ao3: link

OH MY GOD THIS WAS SO GOOD. FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF WITH A TINY SIDE OF ANGST. I love it so much, definitely my top read so far. I even cried while reading it bc like, I’m lonely too jk. But anyway,,, READ READ READ THE HELL OUT OF THIS ONE - Admin P

Knights of the sky ☆ 212k, completed, 25/25 chapters, JIKOOK

Eclipse ☆ 91k, completed, 17/17 chapters, TAEKOOK

Press Fires ☆ 156k, completed, 30/30 chapters, VMIN

Ao3: link

Pairing: taekook

Word count: 39K, 7/7 chapters

“He doesn’t even know why he just did that, why he wanted to kiss him so badly and what he wanted to achieve with it. He doesn’t know why his heart is pounding in his chest, mind running a mile a minute but still screaming only that one single sentence: kiss him again, kiss him again, kiss him again.”

When their plane crashes on a small deserted island in the middle of the ocean, Taehyung and Jeongguk realise that you're only really alive when you're about to die.

Ao3: link

Rivals, islands, doctors, love, what else can make this better? I can’t think of anything. One of my recent favorites, and it’s worth the read.

Ao3: link

Pair: yoonkook

Words: 129K, 3/3 chapters

Status: complete

“i’m yoongi,” he says. “hoseok’s roommate? he asked if i would be willing to drive you to work so here i am.” jeongguk stares at yoongi’s outstretched hand—nails covered in chipped black polish, which are attached to a very long and veiny hand, which is coming out of a fucking leather jacket, which is thrown over a black shirt, which is tucked into a pair of very tight and ripped black jeans, which come to rest above a pair of black combat boots, and that’s just—not fair. at all.

somehow, jeongguk manages to make the part of his brain not connected to his dick work enough to raise his hand, grasping onto yoongi’s a little too tightly. he swallows thickly, praying to god that his face isn’t as red as it feels when he looks yoongi in the eye again and lets out a quiet, “hi.”

(or: yoongi is a bad boy, jeongguk is a baby boy, and opposites always attract.)

Ao3: link

~ hey guys! This is my first post, and I hope you like it! I really enjoyed this one when I read it on my own! - Admin P