True Care |masterlist

true care |masterlist

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→ pairing: bodyguard!Jungkook x female reader

→ genre: fake dating au, fluff/romance, angst, smut

•  summary: your (endearingly) shy bodyguard—hired by your father—would do anything for you. even though you roll your eyes at his persistence and pretend there’s no need for him to follow you to every and any place you go, there might be many more hazards in your life than you let on. and you might end up needing him in more ways than you—or your father—would ever think.

! warnings: mentions of toxic past relationship throughout the series

→  series playlist

↠ chapter 1: grumpy beginnings

↠ chapter 2: don’t question it, just roll with it

↠ chapter 3: and when the night fell, our secrets spilled

↠ chapter 4: pass me the glue so i don’t bleed

↠ chapter 5: for a moment i forgot gravity

↠ chapter 6: does it look like i know what i’m doing?

↠ chapter 7: behold! chaos

—lilies (m)

“… white lines, pretty baby, tattoos, don’t know what they mean, they’re special just for you…”

muses. bad boy! & tattooed!jungkook x female reader words. 1.3k+ contains. smut notices. explicit sex scene, mentions of drug use, jungkook’s just rly in love (he’s also a drug dealer oops) 

↳ listen to: florida kilos by ldr

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No matter how hard he tries, things just fall apart under his fingers, for all that he tries to soften his grasp, tries to keep them swaddled in the cradle of his hands.

And yet, here you are, having given him the most priceless, delicate thing he could ever hold: your heart.

Hi Joy. I know that this is only a drabble and the only work of yours that I've read so far, but can I just say that this honestly took my breath away??!? Like, I felt my breath stop in my chest and every time I think about it as I type this out, I get the same feelings again, and again, and again.

The depth and detail, the poetic prose that is woven through these sentences are beyond words. Beyond anything that I could grasp at this time of night. Honestly, I would usually insert more lines or paragraphs so I can talk more about how each and everyone made me feel, but it's just...Every single paragraph, every single sentence, every single word was chosen so beautifully and carefully to create this work of art that is now like a galaxy in during my midnight. From beginning to end, every single word had a purpose and it continued to snowball and build to this wonderful thing that is this drabble. I honestly just want to engrave this piece in my mind forever and ever. 

He wants to keep you safe forever, if you’ll let him.

I just....can I just...pause for a second because wow. Wow...wow...You can see how much Namjoon loves her with all the references to his clumsiness, but how he always treats and cares for the main character like porcelain. And you can tell how much the main character loves him back at the end, and all of it combined just made me smile and made my heart soften. 

If this is only what a 600-word drabble can do to me, then I can only imagine what your other works hold. I feel like this is the reason why I love reading so much. Why at times I’ll find myself lost in a novel for hours at a time when there is other work that I’m indebted to. So I'm so very grateful and thankful that I came to your page tonight. This, and you, were such a light to my dreary day. My joy, Joy. Thank you for reminding me why I love to read so much. I'm forever grateful for you. I'm sending you all my love Joy.💕

12 or 20 with namjoon bls 🥺

12 -   things you said when you thought i was asleep

you could argue that this filled 20 too, but let’s go with 12! thank you for the request anon, I hope you like it!! 💖 ty to my girl @hobi-gif as always!

pairing: namjoon x reader / word count: 0.6k / genre: fluff / warnings: none!

Namjoon’s clumsy. It’s an undeniable fact. You can trust him to look after your deepest secrets and whispered confessions, secure in the knowledge they’ll be fiercely protected, but if you want something carried? You’re better off asking someone else. He’ll drop it, bend it, break it, shatter it. No matter how hard he tries, things just fall apart under his fingers, for all that he tries to soften his grasp, tries to keep them swaddled in the cradle of his hands.

And yet, here you are, having given him the most priceless, delicate thing he could ever hold: your heart.

You trust his clumsy hands. You trust him, trust his tenderness, his gentleness, his kindness and his love—and Namjoon will never break that trust, strives to keep it safe. You forgive his fumbling, his stumbling; his floundering, his blundering. For you, he’s not a ham-handed, unintentional force of destructive chaos. For you, he stands rooted to the ground, a redwood, the Hyperion tree of your world, unshakeable and solid and stable. You sway into him because you know he’ll support you. You fall into his hands, comfortable in the knowledge he’ll keep you safe, keep you whole.

Even in your sleep you stay close. You press yourself against him, folding yourself into lines of his body, soft and quiet in the night. When he entwines his fingers with your own, even in your dreams he’d swear that you squeeze his hand, recognising his touch. He’s so careful with you, always, treats you like something priceless and worth protecting. He sweeps his gaze over your face, the curve of your lashes, the slant of your nose, the fall of your cupid’s bow into the line of your pretty mouth, and he loves loves loves you.

“I love you,” he whispers, quiet and soft and low, words so light in the air that you don’t even stir.

He wants to keep you safe forever, if you’ll let him.

“I’m going to marry you. If you’ll have me.” 

He lets the truth of it slip out into the world, into the silence of the room, full of nothing but the sound of your quiet breathing. He would never put words in your mouth, assume your acceptance—but in this moment, with only himself as a witness, he’ll allow himself this tiny, uncharacteristic selfishness, to imagine a world in which you say yes. 

Your breath hitches before you shift in your slumber, and Namjoon is there to be your eternal foundation, underneath and around you, arms encircling you. Even when he drifts into sleep, falls into the quiet embrace of his dreams, his grip on you doesn’t weaken. Careful, reverent, vigilant, always.

And when your lashes flutter, eyes opening, turning your head to stare up at his sleep-soft face, he keeps hold of you. When you brush your lips across his skin, feather-light, weightless, he keeps hold of you. When you whisper your quiet, quiet answer, that acceptance that Namjoon wants so desperately, of course I’ll marry you, silly goose, he keeps hold of you. Even if he doesn’t hear the promise in your words. Not yet.

But that’s okay. He will, soon. Until then he’ll hear it unspoken, in the way you care for him, love him; he’ll read it in the dawn sun, the way you light up for him, eyes round and lovely as you smile, a secret sparkling in your gaze. He’ll feel it in the way you reach for him, the way you laugh at his sloppy morning kisses, the way you go lax under his hands. The way you trust him to keep you unbroken and whole, wrapped up and safe in his love.

[Kharli loving Shanna as always]

Okay, so before I went off to focus on martial arts, I took dance....for three days. Not that that matters, but still, when I say that the dedication and perseverance and skills and complex technicalities of dance could easily parry with the skills of a fourth-degree black belt, I'm completely serious. Excuse my french, but that shit is hard!!! And when I was watching your video and reading over the positions and moves in the story, I was doing the awkward smile and nod thing like:

Like yes I understand 😌mmmhmmmm😌😌😌

Anyways, I loved this chapter. It was such a smooth transition from previous events. It felt like a TV was playing inside my brain as I was reading because of the imagery and emotions felt within. And when Jimin was toying with her and wanted to actually hear her thanks??? Sickening. I loved it. 

Also, the ending of the chapter where she was practicing contemporary (I think?) and switching to ballet was powerful in a way. The juxtaposition between showing the style that she loves and excels at felt light and vibrant and warm, while ballet, the style that she's working on, felt more grayish. Stagnant and a bit cold, especially after all of the events that happened. I'm not sure if that makes sense, but yeah. 

Thank you so much Shanna for this chapter. It's always a pleasure reading your works because they make me so happy. I'm sending in lots and lots of love.

Raise the Barre (Ch. 2)

Author: kpopfanfictrash 

Pairing: Jimin / Reader

Rating: 18+ (Eventual Smut)

Genre: Enemies to Lovers / Dance Academy!AU

Word Count: 6,436

Summary: You and Park Jimin have been rivals for as long as you’ve known one another; ever since he tripped you in the front row of your first dance convention. When you graduate from high school and enter Russet Ballet Academy, you tell yourself you’re leaving all past quarrels behind. The main problem with this though, is that your past seems determined not to leave you alone.

Worse still, the obstacles you face while out in the real world might prove more challenging than anything your enemy has to offer.    

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AUTUMN RAIN | NAMJOON | DO NOT REPOST! ➳ 18+  ➳ 🎃 ➳ when you have a hard time sleeping because of a storm, and he’s there to help . masterlist / instagram / twitter

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Though he is careful not to touch you directly, he gently strokes the beads to turn that warmth of his inward to the softness of your inner wrist. Closer than he’s ever been. 

I feel like the cogs are beginning to turn with this chapter. Slowly, but definitely surely. This chapter is a bit darker than the rest, especially when you see the famine and potentials war steadily increasing. Not to mention the ending with Yoongi’s father that will definitely stir things up both inside and outside of the kingdom. 

(On a brighter note, it was a cute moment to see the main character still wearing the bracelet she got from Yoongi during Chuseok)

Thank you so so so so sooo very much Rain for this. I’m giving you all of my love until the world ends, but even after that I’ll most defintely be doing it😘💕💕💕

october 1866.

the coming winter promises to be harsh and unrelenting.

pairing: joseon king!yoongi x reader genre: fluff, drama words: 900 contains: historical au, talk of death, good boy yoongi a/n: the things discussed in this chapter are based off a real historical event!

moonlit throne index. this is drabble 14. start from the beginning?

“Is the tea too hot, seja-jeonha?”

Sitting across Yoongi in the garden pavilion, a set of tea on a wooden tray placed on the temporary table between your benches, you hug your own cup of chaksol in a porcelain cup. 

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