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The Promised Iris (Part 1/2)

Pair: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Slight Angst, Slow Burn, Fantasy, Soulmate AU

Word Count: 20k

Summary: During one rainy summer day at the park, a stranger name Jimin suddenly confesses that he’s in love with you. At first, you thought that Jimin was a stalker, but it turns out that there’s something he’s hiding from you.

You balance yourself by the edge of the sidewalk. It’s been painted in red for ‘no parking’. It’s hard to walk in a straight line with it being dark outside so you walk in a ‘T’ position for balance. There is, however, light illuminating from the restaurant’s entrance doors.

Standing by the door is your father and Lynn, his coworker, standing unusually close to each other, considering that they’re just being friends. You stop walking so you can observe your father holding hand with hers. He leans down and kisses her softly on the lips, then bids her farewell one last time with a ‘I love you’.

Once your father’s trivial conversation with her is done, he walks to you, and you skip to him with a wide, goofy smile on your face. He looks the happiest you’ve ever seen him be, even looking back at Lynn one more time before you try to get his attention.

“Did you like Lynn?” Your father asks you.

You nod excitedly. “Mm-hmm! Mrs. Lynn is a very nice lady. Will we get to meet her again?”

“If you want to, then sure! I’m sure Lynn would love to be friends with you. Come on, let’s go home.”

Your father takes ahold of your hand and walks to his parked car. You playfully hop over the cracks in the black tar as you hum a tune in your head. But your father’s last words to Lynn lingers with you. He said that he loves her, and there’s something about it that disturbs you. You don’t know why he said that to her if they’re just friends.

“Hey Dad?”

“Yes, (Y/N)?”

“Why did you tell Mrs. Lynn that you love her?” Being the youngster that you are, you couldn’t help but let your curiosity get the better of you. “You said that you only tell it to the person that you like the most.”

Your father is silent briefly before thinking of how to respond to your question. “That’s true, and I do love Lynn. I like being with her and she’s very nice to you, isn’t she?”

You nod, now feeling a bit more hesitant to answer to your father.

“I’m glad that you think that she’s nice. She can become a good mother for you, you know.”

Your smile fades away. There’s a knot in your stomach—your instincts telling you that what your father is doing isn’t right. Even for a five-year-old, you know that this isn’t acceptable.

“But…you always tell Mom that you love her too…and you always kiss her before you go to work. Wouldn’t Mom get mad if she saw you say that you love Mrs. Lynn?”

You feel a tight squeeze around your hand, causing you to flinch. Your father is still smiling, but you can sense that underneath it, he’s beginning to get annoyed with your constant barrage of questions.

“(Y/N), do you remember what I said?”

“…If Mom doesn’t know, then she won’t get angry.”

“That’s right. It’s a secret between you and me, and if you ever tell Mom, she’ll get mad at you.” He points his finger in an accusatory fashion.

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So, India is dying.

Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren't amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I'd love it if we could talk about that for a minute.

If you can't do anything else, please just read and reblog.

A second COVID wave has taken out the healthcare system. There are no more hospital beds. There's an oxygen shortage. There's a critical vaccine shortage. The Central Government has thrown its hands up and is passing the baton to the State Governments to do what they can.

There are over 16 million covid cases. A record 330,000 new cases reported yesterday - comparable to the US at its peak. 187,000 dead as of today.

There is no plan.

Mass cremations are taking place. The cremation grounds are running day and night and they are short on wood. People are watching their loved ones die while waiting for a hospital bed, and then they're unable to give them the proper burial rights.

Hospitals are overwhelmed. Patients are being confined, two to a bed. They're the lucky ones.

We are on the verge of people dying in the streets.

This is the second-most populous country in the world. The largest democracy. A country that encapsulates over 15,000 years of recorded human history and has endured everything from famine to invasion to colonisation.

We might be at the end. This might be the thing that does us in.

People are dying.

People are dying.

People are dying and there is no plan.

More good news? Variants are popping up. A double mutation strain has shown up. It is resistant to current vaccines. This will not go away. This is the devastation they warned of when the anti-maskers were out protesting the minor inconvenience of covering their face in public.

My country is on the verge of an emergency state. Our government has failed us. This is as dire a situation as it ever could be.

Look. I don't do much with my life. I write fics, some of you have read them and that's pretty much it. I spend my days with my head in the clouds because that's where I like to be.

But two days ago, my grandmother tested positive, had to be taken to hospital and the ambulance caught fire.

She barely made it to the urgent care she needs.

So, here I am, using whatever meager platform I have to cobble this request together. Because I have to do something.

If you can, donate.

Or spread the word.

Help. Please.

Naked Lips

Luke Hemmings x fem!reader

Warnings: make-out, mild swearing, quite detailed stuff about kissing, mild angst

Word Count: 1794

Summary: Luke texts you a fishy message which leaves you anxious for a long time. But the message wasn’t as deep as you thought. 

A/N: I can never do anything other than fluff with Luke, SO IM SORRY but he’s just too precious in my wild imagination. Enjoy this sweetness, I did. 

Thump thump thump

Your heart is palpitating at a ridiculously fast pace as you fumble with your keys in order to open the door of your and Luke’s shared home. 

Usually you would be knocking, but you were slightly expecting that he wouldn’t be home out of hopes that what you fear might happen wouldn’t happen. 

The reason that you’re acting so nonsensically anxious and apprehensive is because moments before you left for work in the morning, you had received an ambiguous message from your boyfriend, simply stating, “I have something to tell you.” 

That’s not fishy at all.

The past week he and the rest of the band have been staying at a recording studio all the way across your home in LA, far from the loud Californian noises and all. Due to this reason, you haven’t seen him in three days as neither of you are really interested in driving over four hours in total of back and forth. With the LA traffic? That’s practically hell. 

Other than that, you also wanted him to exert his full presence and attention in writing, even if it was just only for a couple days. Besides, you were still able to go on Facetime everyday and check on one another constantly by texts and calls, so it wasn’t much of a big deal.  

But then you got that message early in the morning, and everything suddenly became a big deal.

Today is the day he returns home, and you’re practically dreading it. You kept thinking of things that the two of you would have to talk about but none ever came to mind. You were just on Facetime the night before yesterday, and everything felt fine. You even fell asleep during the call upon which your boyfriend took advantage of by screenshotting the visual and posting it on his Instagram story.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

“Y/N could you turn off your ringer? It’s distracting some of the others.” Your manager calls out.

Looking up at him, you nod your head repeatedly as you reach to grab your phone from your purse- Ding! before putting it on silent. “I’m sorry about that, Stephen.” You smile sincerely at him, by which he only responds with a nod of his head before leaving.

You stretch your neck upwards as your eyes scan the room just to make sure that your boss is out of sight before sneakily taking out and opening your phone once more in order to see why it was suddenly blowing up at- 

9:17 in the morning. 

Other than a short “Goodmorning sweet x” text message from Luke, you recognize that you had no other found notifications. That is until you remember that you’ve turned off the visual notifications for both Twitter and Instagram.

You suddenly felt nervous as you go click the Twitter app out of fear that the blasting noises were nothing more than hate.

But to your surprise, it was so much more than that. 

#Luke, ‘Y/N and Luke’, ‘Luke’, and ‘im so single’ seemed to be trending nationwide, and as you check what it’s about, a screenshot of Luke’s IG story from half an hour ago is displayed the top of your feed. 

A slow smile steadily begins to creep up your face once you see an image of a version of yourself that’s fallen asleep on top of Petunia’s belly, with the caption “My girls been sleeping without me :( haha”

Of course that resulted with you getting annoyed at him, but for the most part you only found his actions truly adorable. You neither fought nor argued about any of it. 

You couldn’t Facetime or call yesterday for the reason that he said he was feeling more exhausted than usual, and quite frankly so did you, therefore the both of you decided to skip the nightly calls. However you still did message eachother goodnight and goodmorning along with other sweet nothings throughout the day, so you truly could not pinpoint what could have possibly went wrong. 

Finally opening the door, you try your hardest not to make a single sound in case he was already home. Your heart is still beating at a rate of a million miles per minute, and your sensitive self almost felt like crying from the type of anxiety you haven’t felt in a long time - especially with Luke. 

Shutting the door close, you lean your forehead against the wooden piece as you close your eyes and attempt to steady your currently heavy breathing. 

nothing’s wrong, nothing’s wrong, nothing’s wrong, nothing’s wrong, 

-you keep telling yourself.

But something MUST be wrong if he chose to sent you that message. 

The thought alone became enough for a sob to escape past your lips as you dramatically slide down the door, slowly turning around so your back is the one against it. 

“Love?” 

A voice calls from a distance, making you look up.

The sight made you choke on air.

There stood on the stairs your boyfriend of two years, his dirty blonde hair pulled back in a small bun, eyebrows scrunched in concern of your disheveled state. He’s wearing a black tank top and a mixture of red and black plaid pants, topping it off with white a pair of high top Nike socks. He looked very good. Really good. But none of that passes your sight as you only stare at his naked lips.

Where’s the fucking lip ring? 

All of a sudden your thoughts became clouded and you forget all your previous worries. Your squint your eyes in case you only became delusional that the holiest of rings wasn’t on his lips. 

“What happened bub, what wrong?” Luke asks concerningly while going down the stairs in order to make his way to you. 

As if your guardian angel bitch slapped you in the face, you left your walls of thoughts as you stare up at you much more taller significant other, “Is this what you wanted to tell me, Lu?” You ask him carefully, slightly afraid that his answer would be a no.

“Nevermind this-” he points at his bare lips,  “bubba, you were crying. Why are you crying? Is it work?” He asks a number of sincere questions, but you only repeat yours. 

“My answer to that depends on yours. Is this what you meant by ‘something you need to tell me’?” You watch as he tilts his head in confusion before reaching out to cup your face and wipe away the single tear that’s fallen a couple seconds ago, “It is, yeah. Why?”

Feeling stupid, you push him away slightly before snorting in laughter, “Oh my God,” Luke, still in a state of confusion, only follows you. “I can’t believe I went through all that anxiety just because- I can’t.” You cover your mouth as small giggles-of-stupidity escape past it. 

Luke’s heart warms at the sight of you smiling, but he still remained curious as to why you were at a state of distress just a couple moments ago. “What are you talking about, bub? And you still haven’t told me why you were crying earlier.” 

“Oh that’s- it’s nothing, Lu. I’m-”

“Y/N.” Luke cuts you off with a sort of tone that makes your knees weak.

Swallowing your throat, you bluntly tell him the reason why, “I just thought you were going to break up with me.”

“What?!”

“-But it’s okay now, you just kind of worded it badly-”

“Wow.”

“I mean I’m still in a state of shock seeing your lips naked like this-”

“I can’t believe you thought that.”

“-but it’s still so much better than what I previously expected was going to happen.” 

You finish your words as you look up at your boyfriend, finding him staring back at you with an amused smile on his [naked] lips. “I can’t believe you thought I was breaking up with you, love.”

Shrugging, you respond “In my defense, you worded it awfully.” 

Luke only smiles and nods his head before moving closer and taking you in a very much needed hug, his head burying itself deep onto your neck. “I missed you so fucking much, Y/N.”

Grinning from ear to ear, your arms subconsciously wraps itself around its familiar place as you breathe in the scent that you so terribly missed. “I missed you so much more, Lu.”

You’re the first to pull apart from the sweet embrace only to pull him in for a deep kiss, the taste of him so familiar that you feel comforted and at home. 

He returns the kiss a little too soon, but who are you to complain, as one hand locates itself on the back of your neck and the other finds itself wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer. He tugs at the roots of your hair in desperation of hearing the familiar sound that he loves.

Moaning, ‘there it is’ Luke thinks, you jump and wrap your legs around him as you tangle your hands in his locks of gold. He pinches your behind sneakily which makes you gasp, giving him the entrance he was looking for. 

The two of you are at a battle of dominance to see who could get the other turned on enough to take things farther first, a common thing that the both of you oddly play. 

Wanting to win it, you perform your legendary move, the kiss-tug-bite. 

It goes like this, 

Deep within the moment, your tongue explores his for minutes down, kissing at a ridiculously fast pace. Once you’re for sure that he’s absolutely into it, you tug on his hair which then makes him gasp and breathe out for a short millisecond, upon where you take the opportunity to swiftly bite harshly and toy with his lip ring-

“Ow, fuck-!” 

Startled at his sudden words, you pull apart and look at him with wide eyes. 

His lip is bleeding. 

“Holy shit- oh my God!” You exclaim as you lunge towards the kitchen and grab napkins. “Oh my God Luke I’m so sorry- oh, I forgot!” You sputter out quickly while trying to stop the bleeding from getting on the carpet floors. 

Luke only smiles, his teeth partially covered in blood. “It’s alright, love. It doesn’t hurt that bad,” leaning in, “And you know how much I love it when you get rough, anyway.” he whispers.

You let out a silent gasp before pushing him back and playfully throwing the napkins at him, “Clean yourself up, you nasty.”

Luke only laughs and catches the napkins before calling out your name, slightly worried at the thought of how many more times this same exact thing is gonna happen.

Phew, his naked lips is going to take a hell of a long time to get used to.

faded love | pjm

⟶ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:〝 he doesn’t need to say it. because you can feel your husband, park jimin, falling out of love with you. 〞married couple au.

❥ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: jimin x reader

❥ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: angst (rip sorry) ⋆ fluff ⋆ smut

❥ 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 16k

⟶ 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: couples therapy (is that a warning?), cheating/infidelity, some swearing, soft mushy smut, oral (female receiving), fingering, penetrative sex, creampie, lots of kissing, this is just v soft mushy sex, like super light softcore romantic porn

➵ 𝑎/𝑛: W H A T I S U P D E M O N S! I’m back with another instalment of the mixtape series, i sincerely hope you all enjoy it!! almost everything is read through and edited except the smut because like,,, its 4am and the sun is coming up and i’m ill and tired

⇥ part of the mixtape series

⏤ unedited

The signs were there.

Your relationship with your husband, Park Jimin, was slowly fading; slowly dwindling into nothingness. You don’t really recall exactly why you’ve been drifting apart or what caused the start of the drift. All you knew, was that one day, two months ago, your husband had come home with a changed, indifferent air around him. Within that long agonising month, you had tried everything to garner his attention. You suggested bike riding down the Han River liked you used to when you began dating, trying to rekindle some of the love and passion in your relationship. However, Jimin had refuted the offer, claiming he had a busy day at work and he was tired. When you suggested a date night, something relaxing like a movie and dinner, Jimin had rebuked that too, not wanting to leave home. But when you’d suggested staying in and watching a film, he’d turned that down too; heading straight to bed instead.

For two months you tried whatever you could. From planned days in so that he could rest if he was tired, all the way to suggesting fun and exciting things like trips to museums or the park like you used to when you were dating. But each and every single idea was turned down with some excuse or another. At some point you began wondering if you had done something to annoy him or said something that caused him to begin pulling away from you. But no matter how much you racked your brain, you couldn’t pinpoint any thing. He was just no longer interested in spending time with you.

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I think that there’s such an immense difference between smut and just plain disgusting sexualizing of idols. there’s a beauty of writing in smut that’s raw and pure; simply within fiction that uses an idol as a model. but with every fiction is a border to separate non-fiction, and many times i’ve seen it crossed.

its insanely saddening how sexualizing idols has been so badly normalized in the world of fictional writing. like have you seen the film series After? or have you read the horrific smuts in this app that just borderline uses idols as a sex symbol?

it can get pretty sickening

and i present to you my favorite video of calum: “ya lil bitchass.”

Jooz List

== FAN FICS (Series) ==

Bad Timing [completed]

Highschool!au ; drama, angst, romance

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

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Pick A Side [completed]

University!au; drama, angst, romance, slice of life

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 |  Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 

Take My Hands Now [completed] 

University!au; drama, angst, romance 

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 

Close The Door Now [epilogue series to Take My Hands Now]

Part 1 | Part 2

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Foolish Love Fake Love [ongoing]

Idol!au; drama, angst, romance

Conceptual Prologue | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9

Sugar & the Beast [ongoing]

Joseon!au; drama, romance

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

BTS x EXO 

//RM x D.O//

Bona Fide [ongoing]

Lawyer!au; drama, slice of life, romance 

Prologue |

== FAN FICS (One Shot) ==

BTS

//Jungkook// 

Favourite Look: fluff

Cross the Line: university/part-timer!au; fluff

//Suga - Yoongi// 

Give It To Me: drama? Thriller?

//Jimin//

Let’s Swap: fluff (something like that)

//Jin - Seokjin//

Substitute Driver: CEO!seokjin x substitute driver!reader; bullet fic; not much genre, slight slight angst 

//V - Taehyung//

The Sea And The Gull: bullet fic; angst; cheating taehyung 

//RM - Namjoon//

A Convenient Excuse: bullet fic; fluff 

EXO

//Baekhyun//

Sing For You: pub singer!au; romance, life 

//Xiumin - Minseok//

Paper Cuts: slice of life; romance 

== REQUESTS ==

//Suga - Yoongi// 

Happy Ending: Idol!au; gun violence during performance; angst 

I Need You: angst; some violence; abusive themes

//V - Taehyung//

Banana Milk: Idol!au; news of pregnancy; fluff 

//Jimin//

Lights: Supernatural!au; psychopomp Jimin; indirect mentions of death/suicide

Hii! I loved your cal fic so much it was so good! I was wondering if I could request a fic where cal and the reader are already dating but she gets attacked by a crazy fan and cal has to do something about it. Thanking you :)) xx

Hello!! Thank you so much for the compliment, and this is a great idea! I’ll definitely put it into writing as soon as I can 🤍

Masterlist

☁️ = Fluff,  🔥 = Angst,  ✨ = Fantasy,  💧  = Tragedy,  🔞 = Mature

RM

- Thank You (☁️🔥)

Namjoon is that neighborhood kid that is always known for causing trouble, but what will you do if you catch him in your backyard?

- Discolorare (☁️🔥✨)

You’ve been exiled from your village after being accused of witchcraft. Your punishment is to become food for the beast that lives in the forest. However, instead of being eaten, the beast takes you in.

Jin

- I Can Be Beautiful (☁️🔥)

Jin is called ugly by everyone, so he wants to prove that he can become beautiful.

- Replacement (☁️🔥✨)

You’re an ordinary girl who’s a huge fan of the famous celebrity, Jin. After getting into a fight with a woman, you wake up the next morning in the hospital, and right next to you is Jin. You discover that you’ve switched bodies with the woman you fought with, and she happens to be Jin’s girlfriend.

Suga

- Pursuing Happiness (☁️🔥💧)

You move into your new apartment, and the first thing your neighbor asks you is to be her son’s first friend.

- Black & White (☁️🔥)

You finally confessed to Yoongi after he asked if you like him. His response is to give you a contract to sign. However, you soon realize that Yoongi manufactured your emotions and manipulated you to like him all for the sake of his senior project.

J-hope

- Smile (☁️🔥)

A person’s appearance says a lot about them, but it hides a lot of secrets as well. At first, you wanted nothing to do with the friendly transfer student, Hoseok, but life made it inevitable for you two to meet. And ever since your first encounter with him, it’s become impossible for you to stray away from him.

- A Silent Heart Still Beats (☁️🔥)

Hoseok bullied you for a year because you’re mute. But karma always has a way of getting back at people. Ten years after high school graduation, you meet Hoseok in an unexpected place, and he’s become a completely different person.

- Defining Heaven ( ☁️🔥)

“If I try to fly, will I make it to heaven, or will I fall straight down? But what exactly is heaven?” It’s a question that’s been in Hoseok’s mind a lot after cutting ties with his parents and ending his relationship with his ex-girlfriend. Dreaming is his fear, but you tell him that it’s not as scary as he thinks it is. Even in the depths of his own despair, you reach your hand out, but will he take it?

Jimin

- Ephemera (☁️💧)

This is the story of a young girl who wants to succeed and a boy who wants to be free. They feed each other their needs through a series of letters, but soon enough, their relationship becomes more than simple pen pals.

- The Promised Iris 1 | 2 (☁️🔥✨)

During one rainy summer day at the park, a stranger name Jimin suddenly confesses that he’s in love with you. At first, you thought that Jimin was a stalker, but it turns out that there’s something he’s hiding from you.

V

- Moonchild (☁️🔥✨)

The tale of the legendary Moonchild—a mythical creature known for its ability to heal life of all sorts—is merely a fantasy, but an encounter with one makes it a reality.

- The Tale of a No Body (☁️🔥✨💧)

Would you still fall in love with Taehyung, even if he isn’t the real one?

- White Hibernation

The tale of the Winter Bear is about a grizzly bear that’s the only bear in the entire world who doesn’t hibernate during winter. He’s considered strong for being able to fight sleep. However, being the only bear awake during winter gets lonely. So during every winter, he makes friends with children and takes their soul to be with him forever. And somewhere down the line, you get involved into the fable.

Jungkook

- Love; Weakness (☁️🔥🔞)

Jungkook’s dreams died years ago because he was told that he can’t love anything. But all of that is about to change during a coincidental meeting with you.

- Ghost Marriage (☁️🔥✨)

Everyone wants to be married to the international celebrity, Jeon Jungkook, but what would they say if they found out that they’re going to marry him even after he died?

- Until Spring 1 | 2 ( ☁️🔥✨)

Freesia Island has the greenest Summer, calmest Autumn, and purest Winter. But their Spring has so many flowers that the land itself becomes a rainbow. It’s a place that you’ve always wanted to travel to after hearing the tales of that island. And one day, you finally got to be there in person, but not being forced into an unwanted marriage by the king himself.

100-Word Drabble Series:

- #1: V

- #2 Suga

- #3 Jimin

ill post my edit here too cause why not