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taetaesbitch · 4 years

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Playing With Fire - Chapter 2 - It’s a fiend thing

Jungkook x Reader

Warnings: 18+ Smut, Supernatural

Word Count: 1.8k

You can’t stop thinking about that fire dancer, but as you go about your normal life, something seems off, the shadows are closing in...

Chapter 2 - It’s a fiend thing

You’re still thinking about that mysterious fire dancer the next day, as you make your way through town, fantasizing about seeing him again.

“Are you sure you weren’t on drugs?” You raise your eyebrows at your sister’s remark.

“I was so not! He was there. He was a solid being. And then he was… he was just… gone.” You gaze into the distance thinking about those alluring eyes.

“Yeah either you were high or seeing spirits. Nothing else makes sense.” You strike Dot’s arm and she groans in pain.

“Well where were you all night?” When she doesn’t answer, you glance over at her, her face is guilty and she fiddles with a thread on her bag. You let out an exaggerated gasp.

“You weren’t! You weren’t with Seth were you?!” She struggles to keep a straight face before beaming at me.

“What did you two devils get up to?” She smirked before opening her mouth to reply, “Wait, no I don’t want to know.” You link arms and giggle before heading into the market.

After a productive day, you head home to your riverside townhouse, taking the woodland path. You can’t help but feel like someone is watching you. Shadows lurk at the corner of your vision, and a twig snaps. You spin to face the path behind you, but there is no one there. Your pulse spikes, taking a deep breath, you turn on your heel and walk quickly towards your house. Footsteps sound behind you as you near it. With the dying light and far too many horror movie scenarios playing out in your head, you sprint to your front door. With trembling hands you jam your keys in the lock and twist. Someone grabs your shoulders and says “Raaa!” Causing your heart to sky rocket and you to shriek. Turning to face your housemate, you whack them on the arm, frowning.

“You scared the shit out of me!” Your breathing is ragged. Your housemate, Sabrina, doubles over laughing. “You think this is funny? I could have had a heart attack!”

“It was worth it!” You scowl at her before smiling, relieved that it was her and not some serial killer.

“Blue today?” She touches her spiky blue hair.

“Yeah, aquamarine if you want to be specific.” She grins.

“It suits you. Why are you out here anyway? You’re usually home an hour before me.”

“Oh, I think I lost my keys on the way home, I can’t find them so I’ve been waiting for you to come home.”

“Huh, well come on, lets order take out.”

“Oo yah!” You shut the front door and ensure it’s locked.

“(Y/N).” A seductive voice whispers, “(Y/N).” Dark eyes peer into yours from the shadows. Invisible hands grab your body and spin you into flame. You cry out but pass right through unharmed, as if it were just air. The voice chuckles and tuts, before laying you down on that flame. A figure looms over you, lustful eyes attached to it, that dark skin and playful smirk. Leaning down, he brushes his lips over yours, the shadows consuming you.

A rush of growing whispers startle you awake, you sit upright in bed, gulping down air. Alarmingly turned on and shaken. You swear you hear a distant chuckle as you look out the window at the rising sun.

“Woah woah (Y/N), it’s just me!” That voice! You become still in his arms, glancing down at his wrists, tattoos! He turns you to face him.

It’s club night and you get dressed into your silky red dress, before leaving with your sister and Sabrina. As the night goes on, alcohol overtakes your senses and you are lost to the music. You feel eyes on you, you dismiss it as the people in the club, but this stare feels much more intense. At one point you swear you see your fire dancer, but in a blink he’s gone, you must be hallucinating. It must be the alcohol in your system. Eventually the night is over, the alcohol has worn off and you head home. Sabrina gets off with a guy and promises to be home later so you have to leave the door unlocked, and your sister left earlier with Seth. Deciding not to get a taxi because your bank account is wounded enough as it is, you take the short route home, along the woodland path. It’s eerily quiet as you walk cautiously along, every small noise alerts you and makes you shiver with uncanny fear. You come to a dead stop. A figure emerges along the path in front of you. Every nerve in your body is telling you to run. It’s nobody. You think. Just someone taking a late night walk. Yeah right, at 3 O’clock in the morning?! That’s psychopath hour! Your breath comes in sharp pants. You start walking again, as you near, the physique definitely tells you it’s a man. He comes to a halt a few metres ahead of you. Wisps of Shadow? Swirl around him. He whispers something faint. You turn and run, sprinting off the path and into the trees, discarding your heels in the process. Oh god, oh god, oh god! His heavy footsteps sound behind you, closer than you realise. I am so dead. There’s no way I can outrun him, especially in this dress. Strong hands jerk your body back into a solid chest. You scream out. Thrashing in his grip, “Let me go!”

“Y-you.” Your eyes collide with his and an instant calm washes over you, but is soon replaced by building rage. “You. How dare you do that! What are you playing at?! I thought you were some sort of sadistic killer.”

“Who says I’m not?”

You halt, body tensing, before backing away out of his reach. He chuckles, “I’m only kidding.” You’re not sure if he is. His face drops, becoming sincere and his voice softens. “I’m sorry if I scared you.” You take a deep breath.

“No it’s ok, I was just- ” Your mind becomes foggy, shadows lingering around you, you feel light headed.

“Just what?” His voice sends your hormones raging, your body feels like it’s on fire as you step into his warmth.

“Who are you?” Your eyes narrow, you don’t even know his name.

“I’m Jungkook.” He grins.

“What are you?” His grin falters but doesn’t fall.

“I’m a person.” Your head lightens again, becoming fuzzy with lust. You fix your eyes on his lips, which look deliciously inviting.

“How do you just appear?”

He hesitates, “It’s a fiend thing.”

“What do you want?” You stand on your tiptoes, lips hovering dangerously close to his lips.

“Right now?” His gaze grows heavy lidded and… hungry, as he licks his lips, “I want to fuck you against a tree.” Your lips brush his, before you pull away completely, and back into a tree. “Wicked thing you.” He slowly steps towards you. “Did you enjoy our dance on Bonfire night?”

“It was…” You tilt your head, trying to find the right word, “Interesting.” He scoffs, stepping so close that his breath ruffles your hair.

“Just interesting? I thought it was more…” His head tilts up to the sky, exposing a defined neck that makes your pulse flutter. He looks down at you, like a predator sizing up his prey, “Lascivious... exhilarating even.” Your heartbeat quickens as he leans down, pausing only for a moment, giving you a chance to refuse, “You’re little dress is making me feel like that right now.” You allow his lips to close over yours and you melt. His hand moves to clasp your neck, as his tongue swipes out over your lower lip, asking for entry, you grant it. The sensation as he slips into your mouth weakens your knees, his hands shoot out to grip your hips, pinning you against the tree. You groan into his mouth as his leg parts your thighs. He licks and sucks over your jaw and down your neck, causing you to grind onto him, your nails digging into his shoulders. “That’s so fucking hot.” He growls onto your neck, making you grind harder and eliciting a moan. His fingers move to grip your dress, before shredding the top of it. You gasp, excited by his roughness and shocked at his strength. His eyes glitter at your exposed breasts, nipples perked, lowering his head he sucks one in before you can protest. His mouth is a shock, hot and burning, making your nerve endings stand on edge. Releasing your nipple with a popping sound, he circles it with his tongue before licking the swollen point. His tongue is rough, like a cats, causing your body to jerk back and your centre to press into his now prominent bulge. He chuckles before moving to your other nipple and glancing up to watch your expression. You squirm and whimper until he releases that one too, his lips meet yours briefly before his hands slide up your thighs. The skin on skin contact sends tingling sensations to your core, a strong longing takes over and you lift the dress off yourself, before reaching out to him. He clasps your wrists, looking deep into your eyes, nose to nose, “Eager are we?” The comment makes your cheeks flush red, his eyes survey your body, making you blush even more and you lower your eyes. Suddenly self conscious you cross your arms over your abdomen. He grabs those arms and grasps your chin, forcing your eyes to meet his and startling you. His eyes look like molten lava flowing through dark rock, shadowed in the corners, with streams of orange light crackling through. “Don’t - ever - hide yourself from me.” His ferocity turns you on, but you’re still gobsmacked by the eyes. You blink and they’re back to the dark shade they were before. That is not normal. Maybe I imagined it. You think.

“I-I’m sorry.” His grip softens at your voice and he begins to trail his hands down your body, raising goose bumps on your skin, before cupping your throbbing pussy. You jump at the sudden pressure, but as his fingers slip through your wetness, you find yourself arching into him, head lolling back against the tree at the motion.

His breath caresses your neck as he whispers in a sultry voice, “I like your eagerness. It makes what I’m about to do torture for you.” He gives you a devilish smirk before kneeling, tugging your red silk thong down with him. You yelp as he hoists your legs over his shoulders, and as his mouth meets your clit, a fire ignites in your core and you scream in ecstasy.

#bts fanfic #bts smut #Jungkook fanfic #Jungkook smut #Jungkook supernatural

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horrible-on-main · 5 years

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“Rad?” Lou calls from below, “Ariadne? Sis? Raaa-ad?” She leans her head over the edge and watches him search. He knows her well enough to be looking upwards, but hasn’t spotted her here amongst the girders yet. There’s a lot of places where she could be perched.

“Raaa-ad! Where are you? Ariadne?” “Here,” she calls at last. Annoyed faces are starting to appear at windows, and she doesn’t want his yelling to cause a scene. “Why didn’t you say so?” he complains. “Didn’t want to talk. I’m busy.” The vertical distance is enough that they have to raise their voices to be heard. “Can you come down here, Rad? Please?” “Why don’t you come up here?”

She doesn’t think he’ll be able to. Doesn’t think he’ll even try. But she watches with interest as he squints at the nearby facades, trying to plan a route. There’s an escape ladder not so far off that will get him close, then he could maybe climb using the pipes, if he’s brave enough. She wasn’t thinking about making herself inaccessible when she came up here, she just stopped here because the hymns from the church make nice background noise to work to.

She’s not that surprised that he makes it up the ladder. Anyone can climb one of those, that’s kind of the point. She is surprised that he’s willing to trust his weight to the pipes. She can see him sweating and struggling. With a sigh, she gets up from her books and trots along the girder to where he is. “I got this,” he pants, though he clearly doesn’t. His knuckles are white and his eyes are too wide. Ariadne swings down, fingers finding purchase momentarily on the steel to correct her trajectory before she lands on a gutter-strut just an arm’s length from where Lou is clinging. “Here, wedge a foot between the water and the air - between the big ones. Just shove it right in there, that’s right. Let it slide, you’ll get grip in a sec.” She leans out, taking some of her weight with a hand on the uneven wall-surface, to take his other ankle with her free hand and guide it to a place where the brackets that hold the pipes to the wall provide a foothold. He’s shaking, and she feels a bit bad.

“Can you pull yourself up with your hands? Look, there’s another bracket by your knee, put your left foot there, that’s right. Nearly there now. Move your right foot up. You can trust the pipes, they got you.” “I hate you, Rad,” he pants, but he’s following her instructions. She scrambles up the wall ahead of him. The pipes turn horizontal and she can hook her feet through them and flip upside-down. Lou makes a strangled sound. “Throne, don’t do that! I thought you were falling!” She scoffs. She doesn’t fall. “I’m helping you, dumbo. Here, take my hands.” He weighs more than her. She isn’t totally confident that she can catch him if his feet slip. But her bravado gives him confidence, and soon he is clinging to the horizontal pipes and she is flipping right-side up again and jumping across to the girder. “I can’t jump like that,” he asserts unhappily. “You don’t have to, idjit. I’m gonna give you my hands, you just need to climb.

So somehow, by hook and by crook, she gets her idiot brother up onto the stability of the girder with her. He is pale-faced and sweaty, and seems little comforted by the security of their perch, though it’s plenty wide - more than a foot. “I’m impressed,” she admits. “Well, if putting life and limb in danger is what it takes to get my sister’s company for a few minutes....” His smile turns worried as something occurs to him. “Ah frak, how do we get down?” “We’ll walk along to where it’s easier, you’ll be fine.” “Walk?” he sounds incredulous. She rolls her eyes. “It’s plenty wide, you’ll be fine. We can hold hands if you wanna?” she teases. “Do you need big sis to hold your widdle hands so you don’t fall?” “Aw shuddup.” “You shuddup, crybaby.”

“What are you doing up here anyway?” “Creed,” she sighs. “Gotta memorise five whole passages for tomorrow.” “Seriously? You’re up here studying?” “Yeah, yeah, I’d rather be out on the town but I’ve gotta get this done and I can’t learn text at home with Quin whining all day.” “It’s just Creed, does it really matter?” “Yes,” she snaps, “It’s still points on my total.” “Your points are great already, relax a little. Take it easy for once. Spend some time with Cee and me.” “Why would I want to spend time with you losers?” “Oh yeah, is that why you used to hang on our hems all the time? ‘Oh please Lou,‘” he mocks in a falsetto impression, “’I wanna play too, I wanna play tooo!’” “Can it,” she grumbles. She makes as if to shove him, but he flinches and she thinks better of it. Not up here, she supposes, not with him so wobbly.

“I dunno,” he continues a moment later. “Maybe because we’re being sorted soon and you might never see us again?” “Oh knock it off, doomsayer. You’ll come visit.” “Yeah, I guess. Still, it’s like you don’t even wanna know us anymore.” “I can’t not know you, idjit. We’re not gonna stop being sibs.” “You know what I mean.” “Yeah, well, maybe I just care about my points.” “Your points are fine.” “That’s easy for you to say, Mister I-Don’t-Care-Where-I-Work.” “Oh yeah, because the enforcers are gonna take a bottom-floor bean-counter kid like you, get over yourself.” She is on her feet at once, Creed book held close to her chest. “Did you even read the sorting rules?” she demands, “They do. If I get over two-twenty I get to go where I like.” “Oh yeah, on paper sure. Do you really think they’ll take you though? They must get hundreds of applicants, they’re gonna pick the kids from further up.” “Shut up!” “I just want you to stop dreaming and aim for something that maybe you can reach!” “You have no idea what I can reach,” she snarls, tears in her eyes. “This is why I don’t wanna hang out with you, Lou!” “Why, because I wanna help you?” “Because you’ve never reached for anything in your life and you want me to be lazy like you!” “You can’t cut it, Rad! You’re gonna kill yourself working like this.” “Shut up!” “You’ve gotta sleep sometime!” “Shut up or I’m leaving! I will walk away and leave you up here and you’ll starve!” “I can get down on my own!” “Oh really? Great! That’s just great, because it means I don’t have to stay and listen to your stupid, lazy poison.”

She turns on her heel and runs. “Rad, wait! Rad, wait, come back! I’m sorry!” She doesn’t stop, doesn’t even slow down. “I didn’t mean those things, I didn’t mean to hurt you!” She jumps, arc perfect through the air, lands on a rooftop and keeps running. His voice follows her, but it serves him right. Stupid Lou, always thinking he knows better. He’s never been better than me at anything. She squeezes tears from her eyes and jumps again, tucking the book in close so that she can roll as she lands. Serves him right. He can’t leave fast enough. I don’t ever want to see him again. I don’t. I hate him.

#ariadne past #ariadne past drabble #child ariadne #child ariadne drabble #drabble

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seitsuya · 7 years

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Things I was tagged in a long time ago

It’s long overdue, I know and I am very sorry I took so long to actually do this ;; Thank you guys so much for tagging me in all these, it was really fun answering them!

I decided to post this in one long post so that I won’t cluster up your feed

Tagged by the brilliant @leio13! Thank you for tagging me ^^

Rules: Post the first line of a WIP and then tag as many people as there are words.

On the bustling streets of Yokohama, a boy can be seen running, struggling to catch his breath.

I wrote this wip back when I just entered soukoku hell and I haven’t touched it in a really really long time so I’m not sure if I’ll ever publish this lol

Tagged by the wonderful @chom-raaa! Thank you for tagging me!

Rules: tag 15(-ish) people at the end of this

5 things you will find in my bag/backpack:

Books

My water bottle

My pencil box

My study notes

Earphones

5 things you will find in my bedroom:

Lots of books

Art supplies

A lot of pillows

My laptop

Polaroid photos of me and my friends

5 things I always wanted to do:

Being able to play musical instruments

Sing/dance/write well

Go on a trip overseas with friends

Learn new languages

Dye my hair

5 things that make me happy:

BTS

My family and friends

Cute animals

Being able to do something well

Books and music

5 things I am currently into:

I’ve literally been into nothing but BTS recently so. Yeah.

5 things on my to do list:

Prepare for finals

Finish writing my fics

Learn a new language

Learn to play a musical instrument

Get a dress for prom

Tagged by self-proclaimed grandma @liablackpandora, the loveliest hehe. Thank you for tagging me!

Rules: Answer the 20 questions and tag 20 amazing followers you would like to get to know better.

Name: Ann/Allie

Nickname/s: Alliebear, Lillie..

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio

Height: 153+? im just really short

Orientation: heterosexual

Ethnicity: Chinese, Malaysian

Favorite season: Maybe spring or winter? It’s literally summer 24/7 here ;-;

Favorite book series: Harry Potter? since it’s what got me really into reading in the first place (but then again there’s so many good series out there I can’t choose just one asdfgh)

Favorite flower: I never really thought about this.. baby’s breath?

Favorite scent: Rain, does that count as a scent. Vanilla too

Favorite color: Red, black, white, pastel colours

Favorite animal: Dogs. And cats. And oh god how do people choose their favourite--

Coffee, tea, or hot cocoa?: All of the above

Average sleep hours: 5-8 hours on good days. 2-4 hours during exam period.

Cat or dog person: dog person

Favorite fictional characters: Too many to choose from

Number of blankets you sleep with: 2

Dream trip: Celebrating Christmas in New York

Blog created: mid 2014?

Tagging: @liablackpandora, @fadeslikewhispers, @kyzurya, @bobwrites, @chom-raaa, @tetsya, @julie-chii, @darkcreamz95, @weakeninghope, @simplyaverage7, @tealilte, @hisomis, @kyoukasetsura

Feel free to do any one of these, or all 3 if you’d like! If you don’t feel like doing it, that’s fine too no pressure ^^

#thank you so much for tagging me!#I'm sorry it took me so long to do this #tag games #tagged

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