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justasparkwritings · 2 years
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River: Master List
Summary: Every relationship ebbs and flows. Some come back, some retreat, some merge and flow together. This is River, a series examining what it means to be caught amidst one.
Pairing: BTS x Reader
Genre: Angst, Fluff
Rating: PG13-R
Word Count: ~
Warnings: Given in Each Chapter
I. I Wanna Go
II. Hairpin Trigger
III. Wider Than a Mile
IV. Till I Reach You
V. Don’t it Make You Sad? 
VI. 
VII. 
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sefaiunbelrespiro · 7 years
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"28g-Last hope", selfportrait.
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casuallyimagining · 3 years
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Yo yo yo can I (or justaspark) be added to the Fix You tag list pls
done 💯
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No fire, no heat is ever so beautiful and dangerous,
than the rose-colored rainbow sparked by a firework.
No pure smile is ever absent until the glow subsides,
but no darker color is darkest still when the fireworks leave the night.
As you close your eyes, its afterimage haunts you still,
it inhibits your nightmares and take roots in your dreams.
Yet how much warmer was the firework had been,
is also how cold once the fireworks dim.
As a fire that burns from passion, it must be fed,
for like a flower dried, it’ll wither and end.
When the heart is forgotten and passion subsides,
it signals when the fireworks stops lighting the skies.
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justasparkband-blog · 8 years
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Day 1 of recording done! #justaspark #band #music #newmusic #recordingstudio #alwaysbegenius
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nixxmcleod · 8 years
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Singing 🎶 to @yelyahwilliams makes me happy from the inside 💖 #justaspark #hayleywilliams #paramore #love #sing #music #dreamcatcher #red #room
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justasparkwritings · 2 years
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{Lie} II. I Had This Right
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Previous: Lie I 
Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Kim Taehyung
Genre: Angst 
Rating: R
Warnings: Swearing, Kissing
Word Count: 1.6K
Summary: A break up comes to light and Jungkook pleads that his ex will lie to him.
Notes: They won’t all be so sad I swear! 
Listen: Lie to Me, 5 Seconds of Summer
Tag List: @4ksj, @jagiya, @ot7nem, @knjkitten, @teamtardis-notdead​
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           The only sound that echoed in the near empty practice room was that of gentle sobs leaving the golden maknae’s vocal cords. He couldn’t hold them back, and frankly he wanted to blame Jimin for it. Though if he was honest, all Jimin had done was stare at him with a knowing look and the tears and anger had fallen. Jungkook wasn’t used to failing at something, on the contrary he was used to practicing enough that he could nearly perfect any task or have the natural gifts and skill to succeed anyway. That’s what he was used to, that’s what he always did. But this? He’d never failed at something he so desperately wanted to succeed at.
           “I thought I had this right,” Jungkook said, fist hitting the wall of the practice room as the tears dripped down his cheeks. “I thought, I had it.”
           “Jungkookie,” Jimin said, hand resting on his friend’s back. “Come on, talk to me.”
           “I don’t know what there is to say,” Jungkook answered, peeling his forehead from the wall as his tears kept flowing. “We broke up.”
           “I know,” Jimin said, but it wasn’t Jimin’s reaction that worried him most. It was Namjoon’s, who was standing not too far away listening and watching the interaction.
           “Just say it, hyung,” Jungkook said directly to him.
           “I wasn’t going to say anything,” Namjoon said from his post on the floor.
           “You’re thinking it.”
           “What am I thinking?” Namjoon asked.
           “I told you so, that’s what you’re thinking,” Jungkook spat.
           “I didn’t. I wasn’t. I hate seeing you hurting.”
           “But you were right, weren’t you?”
           “I don’t know that I was,” Namjoon said.
           “You said this was dangerous, and that this could tear us apart,” Jungkook reminded him.
          It was something he thought about often, the day Namjoon had first voiced the fear they felt in their gut.
           They were in New York, and Namjoon had just witnessed a private moment between Jungkook and Taehyung. It was tender, Jungkook tucking Taehyung’s hair behind his ear, his gentle giggle before he tipped his head and met Taehyung’s lip with quiet passion. There was a fire, small but stoked, that had always been between them, and when they kissed it appeared to burst into a flame. Namjoon had cleared his throat and watched as the two youngest men sprang apart, the heat dying quickly as their cheeks burned. This wasn’t how they wanted Namjoon to find out, how they wanted any of the members to find out that they were together. It was meant to be a secret for a little while longer, and that had meant lying and sneaking around.
           “How long?” Namjoon had asked.
           “A few months,” Taehyung said quickly, not wanting to lie or prolong the situation.
           “Months?” Namjoon asked.
           “Yes, but it’s been building for years,” Jungkook said.
           “You two… this is a bad idea.”
           “Bad how?” Jungkook asked.
           “You could ruin us.”
           “We’re going on hiatus in a few months, we’ll be fine.” Jungkook argued.
           “No, you won’t. You two, you can’t do this.”
           “Yes, we can,” Taehyung said defiantly. “Hyung, please, we can.”
           It all started making sense to him, the thirsty pics Taehyung was posting on Instagram, the dancing and jazz music. He was happy, he was falling in love, of course he wanted to share that with the world. But to Jungkook? They couldn’t possibly think this was a good idea. It wasn’t that they hadn’t thought it could happen. There’s 7 of them, statistically there should be a gay one or two in the group, but were they dense enough to think a relationship between them wouldn’t potentially ruin the band?
           It wasn’t for Namjoon to decide.
           “Jungkook, you’re heartbroken,” Namjoon strode over to him and Jimin, offering the maknae a tissue.
           “I know!”
           “How cruel would I be to pour salt in your wound? Far crueler than I am.”
           “You’re not cruel at all,” Jimin said.
           Namjoon smiled kindly at Jimin before turning back to Jungkook. “Do you want to talk about it?”
           “I,” Jungkook inhaled slowly, steading his breath. “I thought I had it right. I was trying to make it work.”
           His voice cracked as the door to the practice room opened and Taehyung, flanked by Yoongi and Hoseok, walked in. Taehyung looked perfect, his pressed suit pants and no collar button down matched his loafers. His hair, fluffy and soft, demanded that his fingers run through it. It pained Jungkook even more to see his ex, looking so… effortlessly beautiful. Of course, he did, it’s Taehyung. He always does, always has. It hurt more to see him flanked by Yoongi and Hoseok, as if the two of them had already picked a side in a breakup they maybe didn’t know had happened.  
           “Jungkook-ah, you okay?” Hoseok asked, confirming Jungkook’s suspicion that they did in fact not know.
           “He’s feeling really sick, I think we should send him home,” Namjoon said, and Hoseok listened intently before offering a compromise.
           “Can you stay and watch, or stand in your spot so we can mark it? the Busan concert isn’t that far away,” Hoseok said.
           “Yeah, hyung, I can, just give me a minute,” Jungkook said and left the practice room. He walked quickly to the bathroom, where he splashed cool water on his face. He heard the door open, but didn’t dare glance at who was coming in. He tried to steady his breathing as the cold water hit his face and waited patiently for the other person to leave.
           “Jungkookie,” Taehyung said. Jungkook snapped to attention, staring through blurry vision at Taehyung.
           “What?”
           “I – are you okay?”
           “Am I okay?” Jungkook asked. “No, Tae, I’m not.”
           “I’m sorry,” Taehyung said, crack in his voice loud and clear.
           “You’re too hard to forget, you know that right?”
           “I, I’m sorry.”
           “Particularly when I have to see you almost every fucking day.”
           “Jungkook -
           “I was trying so hard. I was making plans work; I was changing my flights so I could be with you. I was going to go to Paris with you, and to New York. But it didn’t matter at all, did it?”
           “It did matter.” Taehyung said, his voice pleading.
           “Then why do I wish you still loved me?” Jungkook asked.
           “Jungkook –
           “No, please don’t answer that.”
           “But –
           “No, if you ever feel like it, just lie to me. Okay? Just fucking lie because I can’t take anything but that.”
           Jungkook stared at him through the mirror, watching as Taehyung’s resolve broke as he too began to cry.
           This break up was Taehyung’s decision. After telling Jungkook not to go to fashion week with him, Taehyung had flirted too much with some guy in Paris, going so far as to take suggestive photos together. One was leaked and Hybe squashed it before it went anywhere, but not before it got to Jungkook. He felt angry, betrayed and mystified that his boyfriend would do something like that. He was distraught too, how long had Tae been stepping out on him, or at least giving the suggestion of it? Taehyung was livid, he hadn’t meant anything by the photos and the fact that Jungkook didn’t trust him sent him over the edge. He couldn’t lie and say that breaking up with Jungkook wasn’t an impulsive decision, he couldn’t lie and say he didn’t regret it. But he couldn’t take it back. Jungkook had tried, they’d both tried to figure out their first real relationship, but they didn’t know how to find their way back to each other.
           Taehyung reached a hand towards him. “Jungkookie –
           Jungkook shook his head and took off, out of the restroom and towards the practice room where everyone waited.
           “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me,” Seokjin said the minute Jungkook stepped in.
           “Hyung, give him a break he’s devastated,” Namjoon said.
           “Ya! And I’m upset I just found out! This has been going on for months?”
           “A year,” Jungkook said.
           “A year?” Yoongi reacted, standing up and staring at Jungkook in shock. “A year?”
           “This is the first I’m hearing about it,” Hoseok said, catching Yoongi’s expression in the mirror.
           “Well, it doesn’t matter,” Jungkook said. “It’s over.”
           “Over?” Seokjin said, again in surprise.
           “Yes, he dumped me.” Jungkook wiped his nose on the sleeve of his shirt. “Can we practice?”
           “I dumped you?” Taehyung said, coming back into the room.
           “Yeah, you did. You behaved poorly and then you dumped me.”
           “I’m sorry Jungkook! I’ve been trying to talk to you, but you won’t –
           “Why would I? You broke my heart, Taehyung. You shattered it. I loved you. And now what?” Jungkook asked.
           “Were they not warned about this?” Yoongi said to anyone that would listen.
           “Yoongi-ah,” Jimin scolded, eyes narrowing at him.
           “What? It’s a valid question.”
           “Hyung, I can’t believe you just said that. Of course, they know!” Jimin said.
           “Okay sorry!” Yoongi said apologetically.
           “Can we dance and fight later?” Hoseok asked, itching to move from this tumultuous moment to something they could all control.
           “Fine.” They all agreed.
           As they took their places and the music was queued, Jungkook caught Taehyung’s longing glance. Taehyung looked devastated, and now Jungkook could see the bags under his eyes much clearer. He was hurting too. They’d both hoped hiatus would give them time to heal before they performed in Busan, but it was clear from the tears Taehyung wiped from his eyes that it hadn’t done anything at all. Jungkook said a brief prayer, knowing that if it ever came down to it, if he ever got drunk, he would ask Taehyung if he loved him again. He would ask that they try again. He would ask if they could have a do-over. But he also prayed that if he did, that Taehyung would take his plea and lie to him.
Next: Lie III
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