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Imprints (For the Boys in the Back) by Anna (pineconepickers)
Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
04 Jan 2019
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Seokjin is not looking for a relationship – he’s been there, done that, lesson learned. So when he somehow ends up in a fuck buddy arrangement with supposed one-night-stand Namjoon, he knows that he needs to handle the fling without emotionally compromising himself. He’s definitely got this! (Dear reader, he did not have it.)
Namjoon dropped the used condom onto the floor – gross – and said, “So, you have issues with sex.”
Seokjin blinked at the virtual stranger whose bed he was in. “What the fuck? No, I don’t.” He processed the words. “Hey! Fuck you!”
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- Part 1 of Good Words (Imprints and Magnitude)
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07 Apr 2026
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“You know what’s awful about breakups?” he asked, mildly encouraged now. “All the memories and in-jokes that become obsolete. Like, you joked once about getting a degree in Seokjin. It’s like that: you have a whole degree in a person, you sat the exams and graduated with high marks, and then the industry collapses, and you’re left with a useless degree you can’t even fucking use. What’s the point of me knowing Lee Sanghun has a scar on the sole of his right foot? What’s the point of me knowing how he got it from broken glass on a beach in Malaysia when he was a kid, and that his mother panicked, and he needed three stitches? When’s that pop quiz coming? I mean, what’s the fucking point?! Because when it falls apart, you’re just left with all this useless knowledge, and fine, you forget, sure, I forget more each day, but what do you do with the memories and in-jokes and a useless degree in a person you haven’t even spoken to in years? You carry all of that around, and the only person you shared that with is just gone, they’re not there anymore, so it’s locked up inside you, and it eats away at you. What the hell do you do with that?”
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Seokjin knew that nine years ago Rap Monster performed a show in a tiny club in Hongdae, had gone to the bathroom, and then had just…walked out. Never to be seen in the music industry ever again.
Which is why when Seokjin jerked awake in the middle of the night, his arms flaying in an uncoordinated attempt to fight off whoever was trying to murder him, he didn’t actually murder Jungkook. Mostly because Jungkook was so strong now and had pressed all of his weight on top of Seokjin—but also because he was practically yelling—
“New Rap Mon music just dropped on Soundcloud!”
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19 Sep 2022
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Because this morning I listened to Voice and realized that nothing has changed since I was seventeen. I’m still stuck at a desk doing work that I don’t really believe in. Working hard in a system that will one day grind me into dust without a second thought
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centimeter-increments by disillusioned (miscalculated)
Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
11 May 2022
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With one-minded pursuit, Kim Seokjin: stabs Jimin’s door code in, kicks his sandals off in the foyer, rushes into the common room, and—as soon as he catches sight of yellow-blonde poking up over the back of the couch—blurts, “We had sex.”
Jimin instantly jerks up from where he’s curved up against Yoongi’s side. “What?”
“I think,” Seokjin amends.
“With Namjoonie?” Yoongi doesn’t look conscious, face slack with sleep, a dead arm draped around Jimin’s middle.
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Seokjin's sexuality did not progress systematically like ticks on a wall that rose in centimeter-increments; it’d been shaken and dumped out of a plastic container like Yoongi-rocks.
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18 Jan 2026
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“Your waist is so small. You shouldn’t have a waist like this.”
Seokjin gladly and shamelessly lets the trap nip his fingers. “Why not?” he shouts back against Namjoon’s ear. His hands sit idly at both of Namjoon’s shoulders, nowhere to go inside Namjoon’s embrace. He’s blushing. He doesn’t think he’s been blush-free for more than five minutes at a time.
Namjoon squeezes his arms around Seokjin, making him leap, squirm. “‘S a waste on a straight guy. Not gonna be used right.”
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He doesn’t know how much longer he can keep this up: the desperate need for Seokjin to look at him tangled together with the paralyzing fear of what will happen when he does.
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Juwon breaks himself apart and puts himself back together, then he returns to Manyang thinking he’s found his way home. In part, it’s true. He’s just wrong about one thing—home doesn’t have to be a place. Sometimes, it can exist in a person. And it’s unfortunate, because Dongsik starts feeling a lot like home.