Top kook Bot tae "The world fell in love with their smiles. They fell in love with each other." Every night, millions watch them shine under the brightest stage lights. They dance. They sing. They smile. But no one sees the silent tears hidden behind those perfect performances. Kim Taehyung has mastered the art of pretending he's okay. Jeon Jungkook has mastered the art of hiding how deeply he loves him. When a single misunderstanding begins to pull them apart, jealousy grows, rumors spread, and the pressure of being idols becomes heavier than ever. How do you hold on to the person you love... when the entire world is watching? Sometimes love isn't loud. Sometimes it's a hand that quietly reaches for yours backstage. Sometimes it's the person who stays beside you after the spotlight fades. Top Jungkook × Bottom Taehyung A BTS Idol AU filled with slow burn, fluff, hurt/comfort, emotional angst, jealousy, healing, secret love, and a happy ending. Because behind every spotlight... there was always only you. (

(COMPLETED) It's an everyday thing, hyunjin gets drunk and sneaks into felix's room every night, felix gets tired of it and everything goes completely wrong. (YALL WILL ENJOY THIS BOOK TRUST) highest rank: (🏅1# HYUNLIX ) book contains: -angst -smut -mentions of ED, and depression -heavy arguments

⚠️ Mature Completed Story 18+ ✓ | This fic is set in 2030 Max Verstappen never expected to spend retirement surrounded by glitter glue, pancake disasters, and a five-year-old who thinks "overtaking" applies to bedtime. But here he is, an eight-time world champion turned grumpy dad haunting the karting tracks of his youth, wearing a hoodie of nostalgia and a frown that says please don't ask for an autograph. He's not here for closure. He's here because his daughter likes speed and because standing on the trackside hurts a little less than staying home alone with his regrets. Charles Leclerc didn't dream of coaching kindergarteners with oversized helmets and sugar highs. But a crash stole his career, and this karting track the fumes, the flags, the occasional crying parent is all he's got left. He smiles like it doesn't ache and teaches like he doesn't miss the rush. It's not the future he imagined, but it's something. They weren't best friends. Rivals? Sure. Occasional podium eye contact? Absolutely. But nothing ever happened, at least, not when it mattered. Now they're thirty-three, washed in nostalgia and worn down by everything unsaid. But when Max's hoodie ends up on Charles, when Lilly calls him her "other dad," when burnt toast becomes breakfast and stolen glances linger too long, maybe it's not about racing anymore. Maybe it's about healing. About family. About bad coffee and slow mornings and one last shot at something they never let themselves want. Maybe love doesn't roar at 200mph. Maybe, this time, it tiptoes in through the kitchen door. ~~~ I grew up on F1 but don't expect realism. Expect mess. Bad decisions. Vibes over plot. I have no idea how this happened. One second, I'm vibing. Next, I'm writing a Max/Charles fic with sad dad energy, karting trauma, and chaotic Carlando lurking in the background like gremlins.

❝𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐝❞ - After a dramatic stunt from F1's top two drivers: 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘓𝘦𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘤 and 𝘔𝘢𝘹 𝘝𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 are forced to share a room during race weekends by their PR teams. What starts as a rivalry could end up as something more, but can they reach a happy ending when the pressure of maintaining images can ruin their relationship...?

"What's wrong? You haven't been sleeping or eating that much, I thought you two talked a while ago and fixed things?" "The phone calls weren't the same anymore before I came. I could hear it in his voice. The way he spoke and still speaks to me, it's like he's going back to the way things used to be between us." "Maybe you should talk to him again" "And what? Tell him I love him?" "Remind him you love him, no matter what" | sequel to piece of me | started: apr. 18. 2021 finished: jun. 17. 2021

"I'm so used to having everything under control, but this time it's uncontrollable. It's taken over my life; I spend endless nights lying awake, hoping and praying that I'll be able to meet him. I can't even eat without wondering if he prefers bananas or apples. It's never been like this, why does it have to be like this now? Why do I have to love him now? The love; It's too strong, and I can't fight it. I've tried, believe me, but I can't stop loving him." started: apr. 11. 2021 finished: apr. 17. 2021

Pain. Hurt. Desire; Things you can't easily see on the outside. Meeting his friends for the first time, Clay didn't know what to expect. Friendships seem like an easy thing to grasp; especially over video games and voice chats. But friendships can especially be hard to handle, especially if you develop new feelings for someone. Although the worst part; you think they don't love you back, but you don't know why. And no matter how hard you try, Some things seem impossible to change. [CURRENTLY ON GOING]

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This is just where I'm compiling the oneshots I post to ao3 just so I'm not making a new story every single time lmao; Word counts will be included in author notes bc why not.