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as I wrap up Save My Heart on ao3, have some unedited thoughts on what might (hopefully... work with me here, Muse...) come next...
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In the secluded heart of Wonderland Valley, Black Cat Books & Curiosities sits on the western end of Main Street, a two-story shop overflowing with books and plants and magic. The eponymous black cat, Nero, is usually warming her silky fur in any pool of sunshine she can find, though this time of year is more fog and rain than anything else.
The bells at the front door ring softly, followed by the jingle of keys.
The owner of the shop has recently changed, but Nero remains. Black Cat is as much hers—maybe more so—than the witch whose name is now on the deed.
“Nero-noona,” a low voice calls out through the quiet shop. “I brought breakfast.”
Nero has decided she quite likes Park Seonghwa, the shy young man who came to Wonderland at the request of her former witch, Left-Eye. She likes the way Seonghwa calls her noona—a term of respect and endearment in one—and the way he gently scratches her chin and behind her ears. He also brings her the tastiest bits of chicken and fish mixed with veggies or fruit.
With an arching stretch, Nero unwinds from her sleeping spot and pads downstairs to the shop’s main floor. Seonghwa greets her with a sweet smile and the promised breakfast.
“Good morning, noona,” he says, his voice like the low rumble of distant thunder.
He reaches out his hand, waiting for her to decide if she’s in the mood for pets. She nudges her cheek against his palm, purring as his chilled fingers find a delightful spot at the corner of her jaw to rub.
Yes, she quite likes Park Seonghwa.
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Drawing of Taehyung for @raethye ’s fanfic on AO3 (B&w / sepia version)
Photo reference from Tae’s GQ/VOGUE photoshoot
Tool: Procreate Brushes: Soft Blender, Gesinski Ink, Gel Pen, Short Hair
Please credit when repost🙏
#fanart#kim taehyung#artists on tumblr#bts v#bts#taejin#vjin#realistic#digital fanart#portrait#fanart for fanfic#bts v fanart#fanart for others#taehyung fanart#Taehyung
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Non Binary Stars
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2MY9hII
by raethye
Big Hit Producer Kim Namjoon has orbited his supposed soulmate for years. It's frustrating, this constant state of almost meeting. Then the words on his arm disappear. Right as a bike messenger with a very familiar face is struck by a delivery van and pretty much dies in front of him.
Working as a bike courier by day and underground rapper pretty much any other time, Min Yoongi's life and work takes him all through the Gangnam district of Seoul. The regular changing of his soul words is a given, right up until they disappear as a van runs him down.
Near death finally connects Namjoon and Yoongi, but that's the easy part.
Words: 3556, Chapters: 1/6, Language: English
Series: Part 1 of Written In the Stars
Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Kim Namjoon | RM, Min Yoongi | Suga, Kim Taehyung | V, Kim Seokjin | Jin, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope
Relationships: Kim Namjoon | RM/Min Yoongi | Suga
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmates, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Strangers to Lovers, Crossdressing, Underground Rapper Min Yoongi | Suga, Producer Kim Namjoon | RM, Manager Kim Seokjin, Inaccurate Bike Courier Stuff, Top Kim Namjoon | RM, Bottom Min Yoongi | Suga, Original Character(s), Jimin and Jungkook are not in this story, But they ARE in this series, Eventual Romance, Eventual Smut, Past Abuse, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Violence, Major Character Injury
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2MY9hII
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Non Binary Stars - Written in the Stars, Part 1
Explicit
23.6K words
Namgi, romance, soulmates AU, angst, humor, smut
Big Hit Producer Kim Namjoon has orbited his supposed soulmate for years. It's frustrating, this constant state of almost meeting. Then the words on his arm disappear. Right as a bike messenger with a very familiar face is struck by a delivery van and pretty much dies in front of him.
Working as a bike courier by day and underground rapper pretty much any other time, Min Yoongi's life and work takes him all through the Gangnam district of Seoul. The regular changing of his soul words is a given, right up until they disappear as a van runs him down.
Near death finally connects Namjoon and Yoongi, but that's the easy part.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/21233591
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Colliding Stars - Written in the Stars, Part 2
Explicit
33.2K words
Taejin, romance, soulmates AU, angst, humor, smut
No one is prepared for the New Year... especially when Big Hit manager Kim Seokjin discovers his soul words were spoken—by no less than a dozen people in the same night—but he has no idea who said the ones that count. Meanwhile bartender and club owner Kim Taehyung becomes inexplicably withdrawn after the Big Hit New Year's bash. There's an emptiness building in Tae's soul, and he can't figure out the source. All he knows is something is missing... and it's tearing him apart.
Or... Tae said the words. And Jin didn't.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22139677
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Hidden Stars - Written in the Stars, Part 3 - COMING SOON
#written in the stars#non binary stars#colliding stars#hidden stars#soulmates au#namgi#taejin#kookminseok#ao3 raethye
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The photograph said it all. Especially the thing Jimin wasn't sure should be said.
M/M, 241 words (it’s the itty-bittiest fic ever)
No one was supposed to know, but in the end, the camera caught him out. Damn Ggukie and his ever-present camera anyway. The shutter had closed a moment too soon. Before Jimin could school his expression. Before Jimin could even look away.
So there it was, for any and all to see. Soft. Unbearably soft. Jimin's eyes, not looking to the camera but cast toward the object of his unrequited affections. The smile on his face stripping him bare. There was no way the others hadn't noticed. No way he hadn't noticed...
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Kim Namjoon would have scooped popcorn. He would have manned the games of chance. He would have happily sat on the dunk tank bench for hours. But, no. Eight terror and humiliation filled hours later, he huddled behind the cheap red curtains framing his fair booth. The floor was dusty and uncomfortable, but he pulled his knees up and rested his head there. The fair closed up at eight PM, and it was fifteen minutes ‘til. The final quarter hour of his hometown library’s annual fundraising event. He could almost see the light at the end of the tunnel. He dug his phone out of his hip pocket, scrolling through the ongoing text trail of regret to add a new message to his lament.
[RM 19:45] Why did I agree to this?
[Suga 19:45] How many times you gonna ask this q?
[RM 19:46] Hyung
[Suga 19:46] You know why
Because they had pleaded.
He was RM. One of Seoul’s top music producers. He was famous. The hometown boy who’d made it big. So many people would come just to see him.
His phone buzzed again.
[Suga 19:48] Cause you’re a sap
[RM 19:48] Rude
[Suga 19:49] That’s not the same as *wrong* 😎
#All Your Last Kisses#ao3 raethye#bts fic#namgi#kim namjoon#RM#min yoongi#suga#sugamon#romance#humor#fluff#first kiss#antagonistic flirtation
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Schedules were for weaker men than Taehyung and Seokjin. Or… stronger ones. Taehyung was a little fuzzy on those specifics and only partly because it was the middle of the night. Jin’s tenth in Daegu. All he knew for sure was the moment Jin sensed he might even be thinking about being hungry—anytime, day or night—Tae found himself hauled off to the kitchen.
Leading to his current situation.
Wherein he leaned against the counter and admired the view.
It was two AM—Tae’s family long asleep—and Seokjin was cooking. More importantly, or perhaps most importantly, Jin was cooking shirtless. With his mouthwatering shoulders almost completely hiding the stove from view.
33K words | complete
Explicit
M/M
#colliding stars#written in the stars#ao3 raethye#taejin#kim seokjin#kim taehyung#vjin#bt#fanfic#my writing#soulmates au
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Finally, Chapter 2?? Yes. Finally, Chapter 2.
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One touch. One taste.
Taehyung knew he was in trouble.
Don’t ruin me.
Tae melted against the broader man, mouth sinking into the other’s plush lips. They were the same height, though there was something about the breadth of Seokjin’s shoulders that made Tae feel just a tiny bit small. Like he wouldn’t mind being manhandled. Like he might not mind losing control.
Seokjin didn’t stay passive for long, swallowing Taehyung’s helpless moan as his strong hands gripped Tae’s waist and dragged him closer. Those magical, demanding hands wandered down, securing their place on the curves of Tae’s ass. They squeezed, drawing a fresh moan from Tae’s throat.
#colliding stars#written in the stars#soulmates au#bts fanfic#taejin#kim taehyung#kim seokjin#my writing#ao3#ao3 raethye
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Oof... there’s a long way to go here. But my first story went someplace unexpected and magical... and I’ll probably not even come close to a bingo, because I have TOO MANY IDEAS.
Still...
IMPRINT / 8.6K, mature
https://archiveofourown.org/works/23436415
When it comes to allowing the dead to use him as a temporary voice, medium Min Yoongi takes personal protection very seriously. He starts every day with a visit to Kim Taehyung, who inks the best body wards in the city... But what is Yoongi to do when the imprint Taehyung makes leaves Yoongi craving far more than a professional relationship?
Vante’s Body Shop.
To the uninformed, it sounded like a place to get a car fixed, or maybe—given its quaint semi-basement location beneath a chic eatery in Hongdae—a discreet adult store or spa. It was actually home to the best body ward witch in all of Seoul. If not for the recommendation of his best friend and Seoul police detective, Kim Namjoon, Yoongi might never have known what a difference a body ward could make, especially for a medium. Now, Vante’s was the place he visited every day he worked to magically “armor up” before his shift. His work paid better than average for a government employee, what with the high rate of burnout and hazard, so he could thankfully afford the nightly process of getting inked.
He was running late tonight, his fourth week working with the ward witch, so it was almost sunset as Yoongi hopped the bus from his apartment, transferred to the subway, and exited at the Hongik University Station. From there, it was a few blocks’ hike to the shop. He slipped into the store, breathless, the bell above chiming his arrival just as the sun dipped below the horizon.
“Cutting it close tonight, eh, Yoongi-ssi?”
Kim Taehyung—Vante to most everyone who ventured in here—greeted Yoongi with a cheery wave. The reception area was a small kitchenette and café style seating, where Taehyung currently poured steaming water into a plum colored cast iron teapot. Yoongi’s gaze fell on strong hands, climbing slowly to the almost painfully lovely face gracing him with a welcoming smile.
Taehyung was tall and of an almost stocky build compared to Yoongi’s slight frame. Skin golden and warm next to his own moon-kissed tone, dotted here and there with absurdly attractive freckles and moles. He scooped a long, veiny hand through his hair, black and wavy and shaggy enough to earn the scorn of clean-cut elders, wild enough to make Yoongi’s fingers itch to touch. To tangle and tug.
“Would you like some tea?” His voice was something…special. Low. Calm. Just a hint of huskiness. “Lemon balm tonight.”
He’d never been the biggest fan of being out and about, but somehow, Taehyung soothed the tension in him away with a smile and a handful of words. Here, he always felt welcome. Safe.
“Ah, Taehyung-ssi. Sorry I’m late. I may have run the last two blocks.” His cheeks burned, partly from effort and the winter chill, partly from being caught out. “Tea sounds wonderful. Thank you.”
https://archiveofourown.org/works/23436415
#imprint#ao3 raethye#taegi#taegi bingo#kim taehyung#min yoongi#bts v#bts suga#bts fanfic#writing prompt#writing on the body#magic au#my writing
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A Namgi fic for Namgi day. I’m so soft for this ship. They’re too adorable for mere words, but I had fun giving it a try.
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When it comes to allowing the dead to use him as a temporary voice, medium Min Yoongi takes personal protection very seriously. He starts every day with a visit to Kim Taehyung, who inks the best body wards in the city... But what is Yoongi to do when the imprint Taehyung makes leaves Yoongi craving far more than a professional relationship?
Min Yoongi needed three things to start his day (well, night) off right.
One: Coffee.
No matter how many years he’d worked the night shift, part of his brain craved a daily dose of (at least indirect) sunlight. The dead, however, didn’t feel the same. They came alive—for lack of a better term—after dark. And as a court-appointed civil medium with a master’s degree in spiritual diversity and social work, the dead and dead adjacent were his clientele.
Yoongi’s job more or less entailed helping the living make peace with the dead. Sometimes it was the other way around, though that was distinctly more dangerous. The dead weren’t quite as aware of things like boundaries and personal space as they might have been while alive. They wanted what they wanted, and sometimes they decided to just take it. Which led to…
Two: Music.
He carried the best headphones his money could buy. The very visible, over the ear, noise-canceling variety, because the dead noticed when they were noticed. Inevitably, in a city of ten million-plus, in a peninsular country ravaged by historical wars—there were a lot of dead to contend with. He’d learned how to stare into the middle distance, as though never really focused on much of anything. And the dead gave off a low radiance, a sort of glow that made them very easy to visually spot.
Sound on the other hand—well, it wasn’t easy to ignore sounds he didn’t see the immediate source of. More than one spirit had caught him off guard that way, and involuntary possession sucked ass. At best, he lost a few hours. At worst—well, he hadn’t experienced the worst. He’d lost coworkers who had, though.
Which brought him to the final and most recent ingredient of his daily ritual…
8.6K | complete
Mature
M/M
#imprint#ao3 raethye#taegi#taegi bingo#kim taehyung#min yoongi#bts v#bts suga#writing prompt#writing on the body#magic au#my writing
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He buried a frustrated shout against his pillow.
In lust with a beautiful bartender who could be filling stadiums instead of drinks, and soul-bonded to some unknown he just couldn’t invest in. The longer he was away from Seoul, the easier it was to not even worry about the whole soulmate thing. Of course, he asked after them. But clearly, his life would go on without them.
Taehyung, on the other hand…
“I just want to talk to Taehyung. Before I commit to a life of not Taehyung. Is that too much to ask for?”
#colliding stars#written in the stars#ao3 raethye#taejin#kim seokjin#kim taehyung#vjin#bts#fanfic#my writing#soulmates au
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Yay! New year, new fic! Took me a bit longer than I’d hoped to wrangle this first chapter into being, but here is the opening of part 2 of Written in the Stars: Colliding Stars.
#colliding stars#written in the stars#ao3 raethye#my writing#soulmates au#bts fanfic#taejin#bts vjin
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“You’re sending me?”
Seokjin jolted in belated shock as his name and destination registered. Outside, the distant pop of fireworks dwindled as the night marched on. It was almost three AM, and he needed sleep. His wrist ached abominably from the fall at the club. He was frustrated and angry and—frustrated. The kind of frustrated that wanted to crawl into bed and jack off to memories of Kim Taehyung’s husky voice and electric kiss. Instead he sat in a tiny conference room with Big Hit’s upper level management team, apparently about to be shipped out less than twenty-four hours after getting home.
“To Japan?” He barely bit back the immediate and obvious whine of but I just got home.
#colliding stars#written in the stars#ao3 raethye#taejin#kim seokjin#kim taehyung#bts#fanfic#My writing#soulmates au
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| Sunshine-hyung: keep your head down for a few days, taehyungie
Why did he have to be the one who disappeared? What was Kim Seokjin’s role in this farce? A new message chimed.
| Sunshine-hyung: stay away
| Sunshine-hyung: people are camped outside your apartment building
| Sunshine-hyung: shit is really weird
| Sunshine-hyung: never expected anything like this
| Sunshine-hyung: i'm sorry
Sorry? Hobi’s only fault in all of this was his enthusiastic insistence that Taehyung and Seokjin needed to meet. And, okay, maybe that was the catalyst for the current shit storm, but— Tae’s eyes widened as he saw his social media notifications neared two thousand.
“What the fuck is this?” he whispered, a gossip headline catching his eye.
Who stole the heart of Korea’s favorite big brother? Get the scoop on Singularity’s gorgeous bias wrecker, Vante.
#colliding stars#written in the stars#ao3 raethye#taejin#kim seokjin#kim taehyung#bts vjin#bts#fanfic#soulmates au#my writing
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Min Yoongi was almost certain meeting Jeon Jeongguk was the start of something special... until Jeongguk ghosted him.
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