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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀˙˖ 태형 ⊹ 윤기 : TAEGI FIC RECS.

a compilation of my fave reads from ao3. don't forget to check tags before proceeding and please give kudos or comments to these amazing authors. enjoy!

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In a desperate act to end a harsh drought, the villagers sacrifice Yoongi to the dragon king of the east sea.

Yoongi runs and leaves a trail of dead people behind. Taehyung goes looking for him in improbable places. There is scary biochemistry involved.

"When we really delve into the reasons for why we can’t let something go, there are only two: an attachment to the past or a fear for the future."

“When did you get so tall, Kim Taehyung?” Yoongi asks, at a loss for what to say.

A split second and then a smile that Yoongi knows, one that makes Yoongi sure it’s Taehyung for real in the flesh and not some sort of fever dream, some sort of hunger confusing Yoongi’s heart and his brain and his eyes and making him imagine phone calls and phantoms spinning into his life. A smile all mirth and bright and joy, one that can never be captured quite right in a photograph. Boxy and bold and wild and—

Taehyung.

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or taehyung comes home and maybe yoongi does too.

To be fair, Taehyung should've realised far sooner that the term 'Netflix and chill' meant something different than what he thought it did.

Detective Min works for the NSPD. Designation Kim Taehyung is his android partner.

five times taehyung gives yoongi a lap dance, and one time yoongi realizes it's not just platonic

Anonymous just tipped $2! - are you and v dating

The automated robot voice reads out the message so monotonously that Yoongi doesn’t even register the message until he hears the little Gudetama sound play at the end. He blinks at the webcam and scowls, because why the hell would people assume he’s dating Taehyung?

"Hoseok has a point." Namjoon peered around from Hoseok's other side. "Stop pretending you're not just a secret softie, hyung. You like the idea of it too, meeting the love of your life in Paris because of fate."

Yoongi made a gagging noise.

“So,” Taehyung started. “What kind of things have you done, then? With your limitless days? It’s amazing, really.”

Yoongi barked out a laugh. “You’d think. So did I, at first, but,” he wrinkled his nose. “It gets kinda lonely.”

“I suppose,” Taehyung agreed, cocking his head to one side. “But I’ll be with you from now on.”

Min Yoongi is having a bad day. With the rest of the members of BTS miserable, anxious, or angry at each other for God knows what reason, Yoongi finds himself stuck in pre-comeback hell. Just when he thinks things could only get better, they get much, much worse; Yoongi wakes up to find out he’s living the same day all over again … and again … and again.

Taehyung turns to leave, glancing at the note over his shoulder once more.

-- Professional Platonic Cuddle Service Cuddles, nuzzles and forehead/nose/cheek smooches, for a person who wants the closeness but none of that pesky romance s**t. Non-sexual touching performed by a cute guy at an affordable price, hourly rates. Get your cuddle quota filled today! Ask more on twitter @platonictaecuddles --

“Fucking stupid,” Taehyung mutters as he leaves the building, with Jimin and Hoseok hooting behind him. Well, people on campus are so used to the fraternity initiation pranks that no one is going to take the ad seriously. And even if someone does, no one is going to pay for cuddles. The whole idea is just ridiculous.

- or: As part of his fraternity initiation, Taehyung has to post ads for a cuddle service. Yoongi replies to his ad, but Yoongi may or may not have his own hidden agenda.

Into the close dark of the night, Taehyung whispers, “Hyung, go out with me.”

And Yoongi closes his eyes and presses deeper into his mattress and says, like he has so many times before, “No.”

or; Yoongi is scared to let himself love, but Taehyung’s willing to wait.

Yoongi calls it a phenomena.

Whatever it is, it brings Taehyung to Yoongi again and again, twining their lives together. If it's a kind of magic, it's not one that Yoongi understands. But it pulls Taehyung to him and him to Taehyung, and somehow that's all that matters.

“Is there a problem here?” Yoongi asks, trying to force his voice to sound calm while he flashes a smile that’s probably cheeky enough to evoke outrage.

Sleazebag takes a threatening step toward him. “Get lost. This is none of your business.”

“I happened to overhear you guys.” From the corner of his eye, Yoongi sees Silk Blouse inching behind him, and he automatically takes a step to the side to place himself between the two of them. Huh. Yoongi wasn’t aware he had a savior complex, but okay. “Maybe it is none of my business, but I kind of got the idea that pretty boy over here doesn’t want to spend any more time with you.”

- or: Taehyung is a high-class escort whose looks occasionally attract customers of the wrong kind. Yoongi is a drifter with a debt to pay. This is how their worlds collide.

3am and the stars were out

(4am and I met you)

or, taegi are in love. but like slowly. they're neighbors.

Yoongi has learned quite a bit about Taehyung over the past several weeks—twenty-three, a landscape painter and portrait photographer, keeper of many a cactus, loves sweet drinks and his grandparents and music that plucks at the soul until you’re raw, has a hideously beautiful face—

“Yoongi-hyung,” Taehyung says. “I’ve meticulously been trying to communicate that I have a crush on you through records for weeks now.”

"You what?"

(Or: Yoongi works at a record store. Taehyung doesn't go there for the music.)

“Good evening, ladies and gents. You’re listening to First, the premium digital station, and this is Spoonful of Suga, hosted by your very own Suga. Relax, let the music do its job. We’ll be taking requests later, but first, please enjoy the next uninterrupted half hour of music.”

Min Yoongi, a late night radio show host, has a regular caller. He also has busybody best friends, too much music on his playlists, dreams that feel too big for his heart, and a genius dog.

Kim Taehyung works nights as a mortuary cosmetologist, likes to listen to the radio, and he also has a genius dog.

What do you do when your straight friend calls you at the ass crack of dawn, asking you about the mechanics of how to have gay sex, when you have been crushing on said straight friend with a heartboner the size of the Eiffel Tower?

Or, the one where Taehyung is too curious for his own good and Yoongi takes it in stride the best that he can.

jul 2 2020 ∞
jul 5 2020 +