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solastia · 5 years

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Dear Authornim | 1

Pairing: Kim Seokjin x Reader

Word Count: 1,000

Summary: You’re a writer of BTS fanfiction. rockstarjin is your favorite reader that you’ve actually come to be friends with…and maybe had a bit of a crush on if you were honest. You’re up for quite the surprise.

Notes: Hopefully you guys enjoy this lil fic. I will admit it was a bit cringy for me to write, because it feels so...I dunno. Kbooish I guess. But it was still super cute and I liked the idea of Jin freaking out over the crazy stuff we write about him, so here we are.

BTW, if you have the same username as either of them, I apologize. There are only so many ways you can pun his name lol. It was an unintentional copy if it is. Commissioned by @kimseokmomjins

The dorm was silent enough when he got home that Seokjin thought he might actually be alone for once until he heard soft giggles coming from the living room. Sounds like that coming from his members usually meant trouble, so he silently walked towards the sounds, peeking over the wall towards the couch.

Jimin and Taehyung were both reading from a tablet in Taehyung’s hands, whispering and occasionally giggling over whatever they were looking at. Curious, Jin walked behind the couch and peered over Jimin’s shoulder.

Jin slowly scanned the words, his eyes growing larger the more he read.

Seokjin growled and grabbed her ankle, pulling her towards him. “Now, you’re going to be a good girl and do whatever I ask, aren’t you?” Y/N shivered and arched her back, trying to get closer to him. “Yes sir,” she purred, licking her lips in anticipation. Seokjin’s grin was feral as he caged her in...

“What in the hell are you reading?” he bellowed, his face practically crimson he was so embarrassed.

Both of the boys jumped and whirled around, smiling guiltily.

“Hyung, you’re back early! We were just...um...reading?”

“I gathered that much. It looked like filth about me. Why would you even read that?”

Jimin shrugged. “Taehyung and I always read the fanfics. Mostly the ones about each other, but this is one is really popular right now.”

“It’s not weird for you to read about us fucking each other? Are you serious?”

“Not really. I mean, it’s not really us, it’s just a story. Well, maybe except for Jungkook and his Namgi sandwich. I’m almost certain that’s real, I just need to catch them,” Taehyung smirked and waved the tablet around.

“Besides, this one isn’t about you fucking one of us. It’s you with a “reader.” Although, really reader inserts are just original characters whose names you can change. It’s really good, hyung. Basically, you’re a director and she’s a new actress. You keep having to scold her because she can’t get the sex scene right, and then you find out it’s because she’s never had sex before. So you have to teach her,” Jimin’s grin was teasing as Jin sputtered in his embarrassment.

Both of the brats were giggling as Jin fought to regain his composure. The mere thought that these kids were reading about his...parts...going anywhere near other people was mortifying.

“This author is really good though, hyung, and doesn’t just write smut. Her most popular one is about you being in the army and saving the reader’s village. It’s a forbidden love story, really good. I cried,” Taehyung sighed and wiped a fake tear. “She also only writes about you. None of the rest of us. You should read something. She really does you justice.”

“Thank you, I’ll pass. And if you guys could at least cease reading about me, I would appreciate it.”

The two shared a look that Jin knew from years of experience meant neither of them had any plans to stop. He sighed wearily and started heading towards his room.

“Hyung!” Taehyung bellowed down the hall. “Her name is revolujin if you want to check her out!”

Jin scoffed as he entered his room and made a show of closing it softly, not wanting to give them the satisfaction of slamming the door like he wanted.

As if he would ever stoop so low as to read fanfiction.

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He lasted a whole half hour before his curiosity won and he looked up the author. His eyebrows rose as he looked over their profile. There were over a hundred stories and, sure enough, all of them were featuring him as the main character. There were perhaps a handful of him being paired with the other members. He skipped past those, instead glancing through the summaries of the ones featuring him and some random original character or whatever Y/N was.

The one he finally settled on was something she’d labled a “Noir Au.” Apparently, he a detective and the reader was a damsel in distress looking for help to find her missing father. A classic plot, he muses as he settles further into his bed to read a little bit.

A little bit turned into four hours, as he had been so engrossed in the story that he hadn’t even realized it was midnight and he’d missed dinner. He groaned and stretched, placing his tablet onto his nightstand before getting up. He shuffled towards the kitchen, hoping that everyone was asleep because he was sure what he had just been doing was written all over his face.

He fixed himself a simple meal of a couple of sandwiches and some leftover soup, sitting at the dining room table that was blessedly free of any other members. He guessed most of them were in bed by now, except for maybe Yoongi and Namjoon who had been staying in their studios longer and longer the closer they got to comeback season.

As he ate, he thought about the story he’d just read, which admittedly was amazing. It was a cliche plot but written beautifully. She could be a professional if she wasn’t already. The character of...well...him, had been scarily accurate at times. Almost like she knew him. Or was just a very observant fan, he supposes. The sex parts were still a little hard to read; just thinking about some person out there imagining and writing down the way he would do it was freaking weird sometimes. And while he didn’t mind a little kink here and there, he was more inclined to be tied up himself than throw someone else around like she wrote.

He shook his head and cleaned his dishes when he was done eating, sleepily heading back to his room. He snuggled in and vowed to never bother reading another fanfiction story of himself again. It was fun, but not really his thing.

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jojuarez26 · 6 years

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If you only knew how truly Erudite Blue you actually are not

Divergent fanfiction: Eric/OC Mature content and strong language. I do not own any part of Divergent

Tarrin's POV

I haven't seen or spoken to Eric in almost two weeks now, although Four has and admittedly, I am jealous as hell. Eric finally submitted all his legal documents. So the proverbial cat is out of its fucking back and the psychotic bitch that rules Erudite with a damn machine gun has flipped her shit.

Jeanine went on a rampage the second she knew about Analisse and the fact Eric was able to not be made compliant with threats as we for once are actually the ones two steps ahead of the game.

First she turned Erudite upside down on it's head trying to locate my daughter and I. Then being the oh so logical thinker we needed her to be, Jeanine stormed Amity because that's where Jacob of is at. Apparently both Jacob and Johanna Reyes told Jeanine to go pleasure herself with a barbed wire stick and get the ever living fuck out of Amity. Well maybe what they said was slightly more Amity but still the same interpretation.

Next she tried, and I do stress tried, to go to Candor and strong arm Jack and my Aunt Kathy. I'm totally confident that it would be accurate to say Aunt Kathy literally told her to fuck off and get the hell out of Candor.

The funniest part of the way Jeanine thinks is that she did not, nor would she ever think to so much as email Abnegation. As far as she is concerned Eric would rather poke his eye out with a stick on fire than ever stoop so low as to ask Abnegation, the useless stiffs, to help him find a pencil.

Technically she would be right. Eric would not and did not. But, Four would and he did. Well not the Faction itself, but a specific member. A divergent sympathizer and one of the nicest people I have ever met, Natalie Prior.

Without a second thought, no questions asked and not a single ounce of hesitation because of who I am essentially married to Natalie snuck the three of us into an unused and pretty much abandoned house in the older unused section of Abnegation.

Her and her daughter Beatrice made sure to come check on us every day and bring us anything we needed that they were capable of procuring.

Natalie's husband Andrew is on the council. This allowed Natalie to be in communication with Eric without any suspicion yet not giving up any knowledge of the where abouts of Analisse and I.

Eric and Natalie where still extremely careful of the content of their contact and mostly used codes and key phrases to relay information to each other.

Although Jeanine for the most part has Dauntless in her back pocket, they would still never allow her to rand sack Dauntless or shake them down looking for Eric's missing fiance' and mystery child that ninety percent of all people question even exist. I did such a spectacular job at hiding my pregnancy, not to mention how Eric's parents snuggled us out of Erudite, most had no knowledge or proof Analisse did indeed exist.

However Max was completely ok with pretty much monitoring all of Eric's daily life in Dauntless. From planting bugs and surveillance equipment in both Eric's office and apartment to placing spy details that followed his every move.

This was the reason Analisse and I have had no kind of contact with Eric period. Needless to say we are both going threw withdrawal and driving poor Four bonkers.

"Good morning Tarrin." Four murmured pouring himself a cup of coffee just waking up.

"Good? Seriously Four what the hell is so good about it," I spat sarcastically.

"Ok. Well I'm just going to get dressed and run some parameter checks, like all day," Four replies cautiously. Now I feel bad.

"Four wait! I'm sorry. Please don't leave me alone today," I suddenly burst into tears.

My horomones and the severity of my situation have me a hot mess of fuckery. Seeing as how Four is the only adult I have interactions with and well, Analisse only cries, eats and fills her diapers, Four gets shat on. Alot. Everyday. By the grace of God he takes it with a grain of salt and rolls with the punches.

"You T, I really do like you even with your poor taste in men. However even though said man is an asshole, at least he is consistent. He is constantly an asshole. You my dear are as inconsistent as the bowel movements of the elderly. Quite frankly your mood swings give me whiplash," he says all this in a quiet yet serious tone.

"I very very loosely understand that just having a baby turns you into a lunatic because your horomones are in overdrive. I also get being stuck in seclusion with a newborn and a stranger are probably about as helpful as a full moon at a daycare or in a nursing home but, damn you and mini Eric are exhausting me," he dramatically threw his head back throwing an arm over his eyes.

This is what I love about Four. Although I know he hides alot of pain and demons behind his humourous approach to life, it is relaxing and breaks the tension.

"Oh admitted Four, you loves us. Seriously though, I am so sorry. I know you didn't choose this mission, Eric ordered you to take it. For what it's worth I'm grateful you did."I tried to hold back the tears as I spoke.

"T it's not-"

"Let me finish. Please." Four just nods for me to continue

"I'm not exactly sure to the full extent why you and Eric hate each other so much. What I do know is Eric trust you and respects you as a loyal Dauntless soldier. Considering we are born and bred Erudite regardless of our aptitudes and Eric very recently defection to Dauntless. We were raised to keep your acquaintances close and your competition closer," I pause to make sure he is still on the same page as me.

Reading his facial expressions and body language, he understands, he's just not sure where I'm going with this.

"The point I am trying to make is this. The short list of people that is logically acceptable to trust, especially with someone with Eric's nature, is already exceeding it's limits at best. So the fact that he trust you. Especially with it being with mine and Analisse's safety, actually speaks volumes." I'm once again trying to choke back tears to continue.

"Both myself AND ERIC, are and will be eternally grateful. I know Eric will probably never say or acknowledge that, but I will. Thank so much for being here when you don't have to be. You have also become someone I would consider a friend so..... Thanks," I sniffed and put my head in my hands.

I suddenly feel hands on my shoulders. Four is rubbing them soothingly. This truly suprises me especially with him being former Abnegation. Once he can tell I've calmed down, he moves to sit across the table from me.

"Complete honesty, when Eric recruited me for this," he waves his hand around the room," I was baffled. I was slightly shocked any female could tolerate him for more than a one night stand let alone long time girlfriend who just had his child." He has an amused look on his face but his tone of voice is still serious.

"Four if your just going to bash Eric, I really rather not at the moment if you-"

"Hey. I let you finish. Let me finish. Please." He asked and pauses to see if I will. I do.

"Ok. So I generally viewed Eric as a cruel person who's only emotions are bored, angry and sadism. Well except when he is intimating people into pissing their pants just by glaring at them, I think that actually gives him joy," Four smirks and I can't help but laugh.

"That is until he told me about the situation and about you and his mini-clone. I actually saw love, fear, sadness and frustration. And it wasn't fake, forced or sarcastic, it was genuine. To say I was shocked is putting mildly. No I was not thrilled or happy at all that I had to do a favor as I saw it, for Eric. But I was more curious and intrigued when I got a glimpse of an actual human with actual humanity. I had come to believe he was really a machine and possessed a switch that turned his humanity off most likely permanently." He sipped his coffee and I took the opportunity to ask a question.

"What where you actually curious about, what made you more accepting of the situation?" I was liking the distraction of my craziness by this conversation.

"I wanted to see what ridiculous, crazy, hooker looking, sluty nose had actually melted some ice off of the cold steel that was Eric the asshole heart," he grins ear to ear.

"Excuse you!! Did you truly think so disgustingly of me?" I ask half shocked half offended.

"Of YOU personally? No. Of the mystery woman Eric knocked up, absolutely. However the second I laid eyes on you I was actually shocked, possibly slightly in denial," he smiles.

"How? Why?" Now I'm curious.

"You looked nothing like a hooker. You're actually really pretty, and normal looking. You're also nice. I am actually a little envious that an asshole like Coulter managed to have a woman as smart, beautiful, caring, yet still sassy and classy as you." He blushed and looked away.

I knew that Four wasn't actually jealous Eric had me personally or that he harboured secret feelings for me or something crazy like that. He was just jealous Eric had a good person who loved him in general. Four is extremely lonely with a very low opinion of himself for reasons I can't fathom. What I do know is someone in his past damaged him, scared him deep emotionally. Who or why is what I don't know.

Just as I was about to start asking him about his self, my peanuts piercing banshee wails filled the air. I stood up letting out a deep sigh.

"Hold that thought mi amigo. I have to attended to my motherly duties. This conversation is far from over though. I am going to pick your brain some more. I want to know more about you."

His demeanor faulted ever so slightly to nervous, maybe worried. It was quick, but I still caught it.

"How very not true Erudite of you? Wanting to actually listen when someone else speaks and value their opinions," he almost sounded desperate to change the subject with his attitude change.

"Oh fuck dick. I got your number. We are most definitely going to talk about you too," I playful shot over my shoulder as I walked away.

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