Am I Really Writing A New Story While Having Two Unfinished Series???

WISH YOU WERE SOBER ; jjk

→ 𝖲𝖴𝖬𝖬𝖠𝖱𝖸 . jeon jungkook has always been your best friend, supporting you throughout everything, even boyfriends or love interests, but what if he is the reason why you're holding back in the first place?

→ 𝖯𝖠𝖨𝖱𝖨𝖭𝖦 . bestfriend!jungkook (male lead) × bestfriend!reader (female lead)

→ 𝖦𝖤𝖭𝖱𝖤 . best friend au, slight fwb?

→ 𝖶𝖠𝖱𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖲 . lowercase intended, angst, based on the song, best friends.

→ 𝖠𝖴𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖱'𝖲 𝖭𝖮𝖳𝖤 . birthday present from me ! yes i'm fishing for some birthday wishes :))

→ 𝖱𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖭𝖦 .  none unless you hate angst.

𝖬𝖠𝖲𝖳𝖤𝖱𝖫𝖨𝖲𝖳 𖤐 𓈒࣪  ᭡ ˖ 𝖳𝖠𝖦𝖫𝖨𝖲𝖳 𖤐 𓈒࣪  ᭡ ˖ 𝖯𝖫𝖠𝖸𝖫𝖨𝖲𝖳 𖤐 𓈒࣪  ᭡ ˖ 𝖯𝖨𝖭𝖳𝖤𝖱𝖤𝖲𝖳

“This party’s shit, wish we could dip

go anywhere but here”

“Are you sure it's fine though? You look extremely uncomfortable” He said while concern lacing off his words, “I’m good, don't worry, it's just that the music is too loud” I spoke while forcing a smile at him, I noticed all the stares he got, it made me uncomfortable but well, who was I to feel uncomfortable? his best friend. That's it, nothing more.

“Don’t take a hit, don't kiss my lips

and please don't drink more beer”

He held onto my neck while kissing me deeply, angling his face slightly to be more comfortable. My hand tugged at his fluffy locks softly while his other hand was resting on my waist, I could taste the cigarettes and alcohol off his lips and I bet he could too.

“I’ma crawl outta the window now

'Cause I don't like anyone around”

I uncomfortably shifted on the bar stool while looking around, way too nervous and anxious to speak to anyone, I swirled the glass cup of alcohol. These people annoyed me, well not these, but every human annoyed me, of course except him.

“Kinda hope you're following' me out

But this is definitely not my crowd”

I looked around for him over the whole club, he was nowhere, perhaps it was a bad idea to visit the club at this time with your best friend, especially if your best friend is an idiot who drowns his whole soul in the alcohol and most importantly, because you absolutely love him as well.

“Nineteen, but you act twenty-five now

Knees weak, but you talk pretty fly, wow”

My best friend, Jeon Jungkook, that softie who appeared to be an asshole, was my biggest support in life but at the same time, the one who always holds me back. Not that he intends to, but, let's just say, he's extremely mature for his own age because of which his ‘father instincts’ turn on.

“Ripped jeans and a cup that you just downed

Take me where the music ain't too loud”

There he was, in his signature form, ripped jeans, leather jacket and a white tank top underneath. He was holding a plastic cup empty, perhaps the one he just downed. “The music is loud, isn’t there some quiet place h—”

“Trade drinks, but you don't even know her

Save me 'til the party is over”

There he goes once again, behind some girl and trading drinks with her, they did kissed, and of course I watched it with a hammering pain in my heart, no darling it's not a disease and you're not receiving any post twist of me having heart cancer, it's just the pain of heartbreak.

“Kiss me in the seat of your Rover

Real sweet, but I wish you were sober”

He caressed my cheeks with a soft smile as he kissed me softly, with the same lips with which he kissed her. “You’re so pretty” He whispered while looking at me with sparkling eyes, with love? no. intoxication? yes. “So sweet but I wish you were sober” I smiled while patting his head which was now laying on my lap as he snored softly.

“Trip down the road, walking you home

You kiss me at your door”

I carried this heavy man while supporting his arms around my shoulder as I walked to his doorstep, stumbling on my steps many times. When we reached he held my wrist, pulled me close and kissed me, at his doorstep.

“Pullin' me close, beg me, "Stay over"

But I'm over this roller-coaster”

His grip tightened on my wrist, pulling me even closer, “Please..” he started, “stay over” he whispered but I was already over it, the night already went horrible, then seeing him kissing that girl and once again getting used to him, over and over again. I was done.

“I'ma crawl outta the window now

Getting good at saying, "Gotta bounce”

If it were a few months ago or so then I would have agreed almost immediately, not even caring about my pride but now? I don't think so. It had been many times to the point that I’ve finally learnt to say no, “Sorry, gotta bounce”

“Honestly, you always let me down

And I know we're not just hangin' out”

That night, like always, I walked back home with glossy eyes with intoxication? no. perhaps a bit, but sadness? oh hell yeah. I was tired of getting walked over again and again, to me, we’re not hanging out. It means a lot to me but I really don't know about him anymore, perhaps it really should end now before it fucks me up badly.

# ask jungkook

# ask y/n

LMAOOO POSTED BEGUILE;CH2 ikik it too a lottt of time and I'm extremely sorry for that, would try to be active here !!

can someone please tell me how to add a link to your Tumblr account. 😭

nah cause why does the master post of my story have more notes than the actual story???💀‼️

THREE POSTS IN ONE DAY??LESSGOOO🔥🔥🔥

06 : can we be friends?

growing up as a lonely kid, y/n was always so manipulated and obedient when it came to her friends which led her in a great 'friendship' with one of her friends. however what would happen if the girl in question accidentally likes her online crush's picture? the picture from three years ago?

⇌ masterlist ⇋

🧁 TAESKOOKSBIN'S RULES

🎧 PROHIBITION

⊹ rape/abuse etc.

⊹ plagiarism.

⊹ rude comments.

⊹ explicit comments.

⊹ vague comments/requests.

⊹ minor smut.

⊹ hate/bringing down any other group/idol.

⊹ any political talks.

⊹ hate on my writing skills, surely show my field of improvement but straight away hate is not done.

BEGUILE ; kth

→ 𝖲𝖴𝖬𝖬𝖠𝖱𝖸 . at the age of twenty, least to say, Fiorella Milan's love life is bland, well boring actually. She waited her whole life for just one relationship but it never came, however everything would change when a certain man enters her life, but there are two problems ;

first being that hes' her tutor.

second, he has a girlfriend.

→ 𝖯𝖠𝖨𝖱𝖨𝖭𝖦 . kim taehyung (male lead) × Fiorella Milan (female lead)

→ 𝖦𝖤𝖭𝖱𝖤 . age gap au, tutor au, lawyer au, cheating au.

→ 𝖶𝖠𝖱𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖲 . lowercase intended, reader is narcissistic, huge age gap, a bit (lots) of cheating, reader's a homewrecker, angst, fluff, smut, softie reader, fwb, reader is so desperate for love and obsessed with her tutor, Taehyung is loyal (perhaps), mentions of things like kill, otsd and more.

→ 𝖠𝖴𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖱'𝖲 𝖭𝖮𝖳𝖤 . so this is my first ever fanfic so there might be few(perhaps lots) of mistakes but nevertheless I hope you all enjoy this also the outfits described would be given at the end of each chapter in a serial form respectively.

→ 𝖱𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖭𝖦 . 18+

𝖬𝖠𝖲𝖳𝖤𝖱𝖫𝖨𝖲𝖳 𖤐 𓈒࣪ ᭡ ˖ 𝖳𝖠𝖦𝖫𝖨𝖲𝖳 𖤐 𓈒࣪ ᭡ ˖ 𝖯𝖫𝖠𝖸𝖫𝖨𝖲𝖳 𖤐 𓈒࣪  ᭡ ˖ 𝖯𝖨𝖭𝖳𝖤𝖱𝖤𝖲𝖳

𝖡𝖤𝖥𝖮𝖱𝖤 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖱𝖤𝖠𝖣 .

★ - smut

𖤐 - trigger warning

the series is going to be a long journey and there might be times where I won't be able to post on the regular time, please understand and co-operate !

introduction

prologue

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

chapter four

chapter five

more to go..

# ask taehyung

# ask fiorella

# ask ciandra

# ask alexander

# ask matteo

# ask sofia

LOVE ME AGAIN ; kth

→ 𝖲𝖴𝖬𝖬𝖠𝖱𝖸 . where kim taehyung who still hasn't moved on from his ex-girlfriend writes a song about her.

→ 𝖯𝖠𝖨𝖱𝖨𝖭𝖦 . taehyung × reader

→ 𝖦𝖤𝖭𝖱𝖤 . idol au. heartbreak au. ex-gf au. angst.

→ 𝖶𝖠𝖱𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖲 . lowercase intended.

→ 𝖠𝖴𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖱'𝖲 𝖭𝖮𝖳𝖤 . HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO KIM TAEHYUNG WHO IS AND WILL ALWAYS BE THE MOST CARING AND PERFECT HOOMAN BEAN !!!

→ 𝖱𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖭𝖦 . none

𝖬𝖠𝖲𝖳𝖤𝖱𝖫𝖨𝖲𝖳 𖤐 𓈒࣪ ᭡ ˖ 𝖳𝖠𝖦𝖫𝖨𝖲𝖳 𖤐 𓈒࣪ ᭡ ˖ 𝖯𝖫𝖠𝖸𝖫𝖨𝖲𝖳 𖤐 𓈒࣪ ᭡ ˖ 𝖬𝖮𝖮𝖣𝖡𝖮𝖠𝖱𝖣

Taehyung’s pov

“You left me

Took those memories with you”

I sighed, closing my eyes while reminiscing about all the past memories, all the loving moments and mostly the heartbreak that was flooding in my mind while playing this track, out of all the songs this one stayed the best.

But even now, I can't let you go, let you go

Is that all you have to say?

One word? that's it?

“Let’s break up, I don't feel the same anymore, I’m sorry” she said, breaking my heart, the bouquet of flowers I was holding in my hands fell. “What? B-but why?” My lips quivered while asking while she sighed.”I-I don't feel the same, I’m sorry” The sorry did nothing but fueled me up even more, like someone sprinkling salt on your wounds deliberately. I scoffed, “Sure you don't.”

If ever you regret this

Won't you let me know? Let me know?

The whole night I was holding the phone in my hand, desperately waiting for a text or a call, just something that could ignite hope in me, even if it's to lead me on, even if it's something wrong. just something that'll help me keep going. I heard a notification and hurriedly checked the notifications, nothing except the praises from my fans who were praising me for such a hit, only if they knew.

Fine, I will be honest with you

Put it all out there

Fine. I still love her. I do agree that I can't live without her, neither do I want to. I’m just too used to having her around me, caring about me, having dinner together, the forehead kisses, and everything, I was just too used to all that, to the point that now it feels empty despite having people that care about me, around me.

I think about you all the time

Where you are, who you're with

The only thought that keeps roaming in my mind all day long is her, and perhaps her possible companion, and the lingering feeling of ‘why can't it be me?’ ‘What did I do wrong?’ Every possible degradation I could come across, I directed it all to myself. Thinking that perhaps I was at fault, I kept belittling myself, cursing myself out, is this the heartbreak?

Lost without you, baby

I wish you would love me again

“Babe, what if one day we break up?” “Why would we break up though?” “I don't know? randomly?” “You’re weird” those sweet memories slicing up my heart like a sharp knife. the memories that I thought would forever be with me and I'd be hopefully telling them to my grandkids are now the same memories which I despise.

I wish you could love me again, again

Finally I broke down, after holding back my tears for such a long time, they came falling down, glazing through my cheeks and onto my lap. I looked up to hide them as the melodies kept going, the lyrics kept playing, however everything was incoherent except her voice.

“Babe?” I looked up and saw my girlfriend, you standing there while looking down at me in concern.

# ask taehyung

# ask y/n

# ask ex-girlfriend (lmao)

ngl kio jk is already annoying. shit's about to go down soon y'all