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daechwitatamic · 1 year

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Shut Up! || A KNJ Drabble

(banner by @itaeewon - thank you jen, especially for the super fast turn-around!!)

Title: Shut Up!

Summary: Once Namjoon’s on a roll about something, there’s really only one sure-fire way to shut him up. Ironically, it isn’t his mouth that needs to be full.

Pairing: Namjoon x reader (no gender mentioned) Genre: NSFW - minors begone!!!!, pwp (who tf am i omg), married!au WC: 1.4k Warnings: language, kissing, oral (m. receiving), maybe a lil dumbification im not actually sure, bodily fluids very present, i guess reader is a bit dom?

A/N: I DON’T KNOW WHO WROTE THIS, I WAS POSSESSED, THERE IS NO JO HERE. 🙈

Also, this is ENTIRELY @here2bbtstrash’s fault, or at least this anon’s fault!!!!

Thank you @kookstempo for the beta job!!!!! 🦃 💕💕💕💕

“Oh my god,” you lament, throwing your head back into the plush couch behind it, eyes rolling back, breath escaping you in one short huff. And not even for the good reasons.

Though… there’s an idea.

“What?” Your husband looks at you innocently, eyes a little wide at your uncharacteristic outburst. “What’s wrong?”

“I love you,” you say, fighting back a smile. His eyebrows raise a little; you’ve been together long enough that he knows this must be coming first to soften a blow. “I love hearing your thoughts. I love that we can share our thoughts with each other.”

“But?” he chimes in intuitively, chin starting to jut, anticipating defensiveness.

You gesture at the tv a little wildly. “But we paused the episode because you had something to say about it forty-two minutes ago. I timed it!”

He blinks at you, like this cannot possibly be true.

“Okay,” he says slowly, “but the thing is–”

“No!” you cry, tossing the remote onto the coffee table and sitting up to look at him. You have officially hit your breaking point. “Namjoon, no! Please - let me put the show back on.”

“Okay,” he repeats, “but -”

“No!” you shriek, and then you scramble up his tree of a body and press your nose to his, bumping his glasses so they’re slightly askew. Against his lips, you whisper, “Shut up, shut up, for the love of God, shut up.”

His hands come and rest low on your hips, practically on your ass, and he gives your nose a little nudge with his own, his lips pressing to yours - not so much a kiss as a fumble.

“It’s just that -” he mumbles against your mouth, and you know - you know - he’s fucking with you on purpose, now. He’s hard beneath you already; he knows as well as you do what you’re planning.

“Shut up,” you tell him again, kissing him in earnest this time, your fingers going for the hem of his t-shirt. He takes off his glasses and tosses them blindly towards the coffee table, then lifts his arms so you can pull the fabric around his head.

You go for his joggers next, and he lifts up eagerly as you slide them and his boxers down in one go. He kicks the black material free from his ankles and spreads his legs a little without you even telling him to, knowing exactly what’s coming.

Five years of marriage will do that; he knows the steps of this dance well, just like you know that the second your mouth is around him, you’re only getting one syllable words out of him until it’s done. It’s the only truly effective way to shut this man up.

You slide your hands up the insides of his thighs, pressing your nails in just a bit as you do. Namjoon hisses, closing his eyes and tilting his head back. You reach for the base of him, purposely brushing your fingertips along his balls on their way by, just lightly enough to leave a tingle, to make him shiver.

You pump him once, twice, as you settle on your stomach between his legs, and glance up to see how he’s doing. He’s looking down at you, those eyes dark and glinting sharply, and he brushes one hand over the top of your head as he exhales, waiting.

He doesn’t say a word. What a good boy.

You lick thick stripes from the base, stopping before the head each time - just to tease him. Just to build it up. He grunts each time you stop short, but when you pump him again - now slicked with spit - he sighs in relief, letting out a wispy, “God, yeah,” on a breath.

You reward him by wrapping your lips around his tip, tonguing his slit for the barest second before sliding further down his shaft, your hand working the part you haven’t reached just yet.

In all honesty, sloppy blowjobs aren’t usually your thing. You love to go down on Namjoon, love to hear what sounds you can pull from him, love to watch his eyebrows furrow and his adam’s apple bob. But messy, not usually. Special occasions only.

Tonight feels special. Tonight you have a goal. You want to render this genius man absolutely stupid. You want him to be devoid of any words that aren’t your own name.

You work both hand and mouth over him, the glide smooth as you let spit past your lips on each pass.

“Fuck,” Namjoon gasps as you tongue the underside of his cock on a downward pass.

You hum happily, setting a steady rhythm, hollowing your cheeks and swallowing him down just a bit more each time. When your lips’ seal around him breaks, releasing a wet, sloppy slurping noise through the otherwise quiet room, Namjoon groans above you.

“God,” he utters again, his voice so low you feel it in your toes, and you lift your eyes to take him in. His chest is flushed dark, heaving. The fingers of one hand twist in the throw blanket on the arm of the couch behind him, the other hovers near you, like he wants to touch but doesn’t want to break the spell.

You relax your jaw and take him down as far as you can, using both hands to hold his trembling thighs in place as you bring your nose closer and closer to his stomach. Once you’ve taken him as far as you’re able, you hold him there, your throat spasming around him. He whines, which almost makes you laugh, so you release him with a messy pop, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.

“Shit, shit,” he gasps, the muscles in his stomach rippling beautifully. You take him in your hand again as you catch your breath, let your throat recover for a second.

You smile deviously, and purr, “Not so much to say now, hmm?”

His eyes fly open, disbelieving, his mouth falling open to gasp his next breath. His eyes flutter closed again as you continue to glide your hand from base to tip and back, and he shakes his head weakly, voice broken as he manages, “N-no. Fuck.”

You take him in your mouth again, hand keeping a steady but lazy rhythm at the base, reveling in the noises that drip from his mouth - desperate pants punctuated sharply by deep grunts as he fights to control himself, the curses he mumbles, barely audible, sharp consonants tripping out of his mouth as his abs flex in time with your movements.

You know he’s close when he starts bucking minutely into the heat of your mouth, staccato grunts morphing into long, legato groans. This is one of your favorite iterations of your husband - fucked out, eyes squeezed shut, sweat rolling from his brow into his dampened hairline, his brain finally silenced as he chases the feeling, chases his high.

His hand comes to your head, fingers tangling in your hair as he moans wordlessly. You take the warning seriously, popping off his tip and speeding up your hand as his feet press into the couch desperately, hips bucking just a little. You’re sure he’d rather come in your mouth, but you’re feeling selfish tonight. You want to see what he gives you.

His moan warbles, volume increasing as his hand tightens in your hair, and then he’s releasing rope after rope of cum; most of it lands on the flat of his stomach, but the last bit dribbles down the side of his softening cock, running over your fingers. Your slow your hand, watching his face carefully, until you can tell he’s spent.

You give a self-satisfied hum, sitting back on your haunches to admire your handiwork. He opens one eye blearily, a smile coming over his face.

“Okay,” he breathes, laughing a little. “I’m done talking now.”

eeeeeeep!!!! hope you enjoyed thank you for reading!!!!!

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oddinary4bts · 1 year

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The Forgotten Spaces | Masterpost (jjk)

☆summary: you've been dancing on the same dance crew since your teenage years, and you finally have an important role in it. It feels like life is taunting you when your rival comes back after disappearing for a year, ready to tease you every chance he gets. Will the teasing turn into more, or are you going to take him down with you?

☆status: completed

☆pairings: photographer and dancer!Jungkook x dancer!female reader, Taehyung x OC (reader in What Was Hidden), Yoongi x OC (barely present in this fic), Jin x OC, Hobi x OC, Jisung x Felix (Stray Kids)

☆rating: 18+ (minors DNI, some chapters have mature content)

☆genre: slow (SLOW) burn enemies to lovers, college!au, slice of life!au, angst (oop), smut and fluff

☆total word count: 146k

☆a/n: in love with this story. That's it, that's the note. I hope you'll love it just as much as I do <3

☆Special mention to @moonleeai for her work as my beta reader for all chapters of this fic

☆Inspired from What Was Hidden, a @daechwitatamic fic. You might want to read WWH before you read The Forgotten Spaces, as WWH takes place before The Forgotten Spaces

☆Read the sequel, When the End Comes, here!

☆☆☆☆☆

For this meeting of our end of the world

It's with you that I want to sing

On the threshold of the memories the dead of today

Them that breathe for us

The forgotten spaces

Je t'écris - Gaston Miron (rough translation by me)

☆☆☆☆☆

➳Teaser

➳Chapter one: when you meet again after a year (8.5k)

You didn't miss me?

➳Chapter two: when you ask your rival for help (7.7k)

You are as annoying as I remember you to be, Jeon Jungkook.

➳Chapter three: when you learn why Jungkook disappeared (10.2k)

And the worst part is, it hurts. All. The. Fucking. Time.

➳Chapter four: when you finally let go of old animosity (9.6k)

I'm just relieved you haven't changed.

➳Chapter five: when a weekend away changes everything (15.7k)

You've been confusing me all weekend.

➳Chapter six: when you realize you are too late (5.8k)

See, that's exactly why I do not want to talk to you.

➳Chapter seven: when you live with the aftermath of heartbreak (8.7k)

One day it won't hurt anymore, right?

➳Drabble #1

➳Drabble #2

➳Chapter eight: when he realizes what he lost (12.6k)

I care about you.

➳Drabble #3

➳Chapter nine: when the healing starts (7k)

You're a fucking idiot, Jeon Jungkook.

➳Chapter ten: when you start falling, slowly (14.7k)

We start here, right now, and we see where we can go.

➳Chapter eleven: when he shows that he cares (12.5k)

I think we're both still hurt by everything that happened

➳Chapter twelve: when he catches you (8.1k)

I thought then that you weren't supposed to be happy with me

➳Chapter thirteen: when a party brings you even closer (8.9k)

Make sure all I can remember is your name.

➳Chapter fourteen: when you finally make it official (13.1k)

I love you.

☆☆☆☆☆

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jjkeverlastreads · 1 year

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my reading list 2022/23

✎ here's my on-going reading list of fics i'm either gonna read or are reading at this moment throughout 2022/23! a huge thanks and praise to all the amazing authors on this platform that continue to write wonderful stories and share them with the world! <3

ON-GOING SERIES

CARVED by @haliiimede [3/?] ≫ pairing demon!jungkook x angel!reader ≫ genre/aus urban fantasy!au, dystopian, smut ≫ trope enemies to semi-lovers ≫ rating 18+

LOOK DOWN ON ME LIKE THAT by @here2bbtstrash [8/?] ≫ pairing yoongi x reader ≫ genre/aus angst, office!au, smut ≫ trope slow burn enemies to lovers/hatefucking coworkers ≫ rating 18+

TWIRL FOR ME by @gimmethatagustd [3/?] ≫ pairing dad!yoongi x f.reader (ft. jungkook) ≫ genre/aus slow burn, angst, fluff, smut ≫ trope strangers to lovers ≫ rating 18+

FEELING IN CHAOS by @here4btsfics [3/7] ≫ pairing jungkook x f.reader ≫ genre/aus angst, fluff, smut, college!au, best friend's brother!au ≫ trope friends to lovers ≫ rating 18+

DANGER ZONE by @jeonjcngkook [1/5] ≫ pairing boxer!jungkook x f.reader ≫ genre/aus fluff, smut, boxing!au, sex bans ≫ trope established relationship ≫ rating 18+

BUNNY by @btssmutgalore [4/6] ≫ pairing camboy!jungkook x reader ≫ genre/aus camboy!au, smut, angst ≫ trope friends to lovers ≫ rating 18+

BICKER by @btssmutgalore [6/?] ≫ pairing taehyung x reader ≫ genre/aus cabin trip!au, smut, angst ≫ trope enemies to lovers ≫ rating 18+

ALL I WANT by @sxtaep [5/6] ≫ pairing fuckboy!jungkook x best friend!f.reader ≫ genre/aus fluff, smut, college!au ≫ trope best friends to lovers ≫ rating 18+

BLACKOUT by @jjungxkook [2/3] ≫ pairing jungkook x reader ≫ genre/aus smut, fluff, angst, roommate!au, college!au, ≫ trope best friends to lovers ≫ rating 18+

SUGA'S HOW-TO GUIDE by @haliiimede [4/?] ≫ pairing camboy!yoongi x f.reader ≫ genre/aus camboy!au, pwp, drabble series!! ≫ trope friends to lovers ≫ rating 18+

AS WE WERE by @archivedkookie [9/?] ≫ pairing jungkook x f.reader ≫ genre/aus infidelity!au, divorce!au, eventual smut, heavy angst ≫ trope none! (it's hard to know if they'll get back together or not) ≫ rating 18+

COLLATERAL by @nabiolive [12/20] ≫ pairing min yoongi x reader ≫ genre/aus mafia au, smut, angst, fluff ≫ trope strangers to lovers ≫ rating 21+ [read the warnings for better understanding!]

FINISHED SERIES

INTERSECT by @shina913 [10/10] ≫ pairing kim namjoon x f.reader (ft. yoongi & OT7) ≫ genre/aus office!au, fluff, angst, smut ≫ trope enemies to lovers ≫ rating 18+

COMPLETE FAITH by @daechwitatamic [10/10] ≫ pairing taehyung x f.reader ≫ genre/aus angst, office!au ≫ trope coworkers to lovers to idiots to lovers again ≫ rating 18+

ONLY HERE TO SIN by @gimmethatagustd [4/4] ≫ pairing fuckboy!taehyung x f.reader (ft. namjoon) ≫ genre/aus infidelity!au, angst, smut ≫ trope enemies to lovers ≫ rating 18+

ONE SHOTS

ROCKSTAR 101 by @jeonjcngkook ≫ pairing jungkook x f.reader ≫ genre/aus rockstar!au, pwp, smut ≫ trope established relationship ≫ rating 18+

THE WEDDING DATE by @jjungkookislife ≫ pairing jungkook x f.reader ≫ genre/aus fake dating!au, angst, fluff, smut ≫ trope fake dating to lovers ≫ rating 18+

THE AUCTION by @jjungkookislife ≫ pairing hoseok x f.reader ≫ genre/aus college!au, smut ≫ trope strangers to lovers (sorta) ≫ rating 18+

HE SO CUTE by @gimmethatagustd ≫ pairing manager!hoseok x idol!reader ≫ genre/aus idol au, pwp, smut ≫ trope coworkers to lovers ≫ rating 18+

YOU MAKE ME NERVOUS by @gimmethatagustd ≫ pairing jimin x reader ≫ genre/aus grad school!au, smut ≫ trope friends-ish to lovers ≫ rating 18+

DIVINE FEMININE by @gimmethatagustd ≫ pairing jungkook x f.reader ≫ genre/aus college!au, smut, fluff ≫ trope friends with benefits ≫ rating 18+

''HEY YOU.'' by @ratedbangtann ≫ pairing jungkook x reader ≫ genre/aus college!au, smut ≫ trope friends to lovers ≫ rating 18+

WANNA MAKE A MOVIE by @gimmethatagustd ≫ pairing taehyung x reader ≫ genre/aus smut, a bit of fluff ≫ trope frenemies to lovers ≫ rating 18+

this list is mostly so i keep track of what i am reading currently but feel free to read what's on the list and remember to show love to these authors by reblogging!

#my reading list #jjkeverlastreads

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hamsterclaw · 7 months

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Fic Library: Namjoon

A list of incredible fics I've read and re-blogged on my (almost) 2 years on here. These stories all celebrate our fave big, brainy, clumsy, sometimes annoying, always sexy Joon, check them out and give these authors some love!

The Body Through Time by @yeoldontknow. KNJ x f! reader, sexy academia AU. Angsty fic with Namjoon as a smouldering brainiac.

Goodnight Nabi by @sahmfanficbts. Get used to seeing Sam's handle in my lists because she's one of my fave writers and a lovely person to boot. KNJ x f! reader, sexy DILF mechanic Namjoon. A sexy, beautiful fic with Sam's signature hope and heart.

Pronoia by @junghelioseok. KNJ x reader, college + zombie apocalypse AU. A cracky, funny, zingy story with guest appearances from other members - including JK and Yoongi.

Booty Jorts by @miscelunaaa, who also has a good showing in my fic recs for her top notch writing and just being a great human. KNJ x f! reader - this is a smuttily delicious gem.

Shell-ter by @miscelunaaa. Hermit crab! Namjoon x marine biologist reader. I genuinely think about this grumpy (crabby?!) Namjoon all the time.

Scent of a woman by @sahmfanficbts. Leopard hybrid parfumerie boss! Namjoon x employee f! reader. There's always so much humanity in Sam's stories, and this does not disappoint.

How I love you by @ahundredtimesover. KNJ x f! reader. A 28k beautiful musing on love and marriage that's thought-provoking and sensitively written.

Seoul Redemption by @sahmfanficbts. Forger! KNJ x single mom! reader. A gorgeously realised imagining with a noir vibe and very human characters.

Park and Ride (Explicit) by @here2bbtstrash. KNJ x reader, idolverse. The first story I read by M, and it made me want to read so much more of her work. Sexy, fast-paced, and this Namjoon is swoonworthy.

Holding on letting go by @augustbutwinter. KNJ x gn! reader. August is queen of the short impactful drabble but her longer pieces are just as incredible. A sad, angsty, truthful, beautifully realised gem.

Cuffing Szn by @miscelunaaa. FBI agent KNJ x soft-bodied/plus-sized reader. Joon's an FBI agent, he's big and sexy, do you really need to know any more?

Reckless by @vyduan. Part of the Her multiverse. KNJ x reader, also featuring JJK x reader, idolverse. I started reading vyduan's writing when I first got into BTS fanfic, and apart from being a fucking fantastic writer, she's also an all-round good egg with a razor sharp wit. Reckless is hot and sexy and reader is gritty, strong and kickass. Namjoon is the arrogant pompous asshole of my dreams in this.

Fall apart & redefine by @ugh-yoongi. Idol KNJ x f! reader. Namjoon's music and musings give off sadboi vibes to me, and this gorgeous, angsty story captures all of that. Stunning.

On the line 1 by @augustbutwinter. KNJ x reader. I was only speaking the truth when I said August writes drabbles like no other. Short, cute and impactful.

Hey, it's me by @yoongiphoria. Exes Namjoon x reader. I remember reading this for the first time around the time Indigo came out and thinking how perfectly it captured the vibe of the album. I still love it now.

Untitled by @ahundredtimesover. An idolverse AU ft KNJ and f! reader. Musings on loss and impermanence and legacies also inspired by Indigo.

If this is all we can do by @yoongiphoria. A follow up to Hey, it's me, linked above, that made me stop skim reading and pay attention. Angsty, full of longing and just a great read.

The package thief by @blog-name-idk. KNJ x f! reader, enemies to lovers. I'm a fan of Mango's cracky humour, and it comes through in this judgy, petty and somehow also endearing Namjoon.

Shut up! by @daechwitatamic. KNJ x gn reader. I love it when a story alludes to Namjoon being annoying and I especially like how reader shuts him up. Smutty, sexy and so so good.

Envy by @whatifyoulivelikethat. KNJ x f! reader. Love this author's general DGAF vibes, and they've also written some of my favourite stories. Namjoon's gorgeously written and darkly sexy in this. So so hot.

The one with Namjoon and the u-haul by @eoieopda. KNJ x Jeon! reader. Jade's writing is sharply hilarious and this is a perfect example. A dreamy, sexy Namjoon and a lil shit JK.

Pheromones by @rmnamjoons. Spaceship captain Joon x spaceship botanist reader, sci-fi AU. The fic that introduced me to the concept of sex pollen and a sexy, sex-crazed yet somehow still chivalrous Namjoon.

Promise Me KNJ x f! reader, JJK x f! reader, military AU, by @sahmfanficbts. A beautifully written, tender love story that made me cry and reflect on my life. Sam writes emotions like no one else.

Additional notes: A few of my favourite Namjoon stories, are only on AO3, for which I've created a separate post.

#fic rec: namjoon #these authors are amazing

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sailoryooons · 6 months

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Trick or Treat!🎃

Kit kat+ Frankenstein + The Addams Family!

Happy Haliween!!🕸🎃💜💚

☾ Pairing: Serial Killer! Seokjin x Serial Killer!f. reader

☾ Summary: For as long as you’ve worked at the upscale grocery store in the northern part of the city, you’ve hated Seokjin. He’s charming and smooth and you’re always fighting for employee of the month. It isn’t until you both show up at a house in the middle of the night that you realize how much you have in common.

☾ Word Count: 3,245

☾ Genre: Enemies to Lovers(ish), Slasher, A little humor

☾ Rating: 18+ Minors are strictly prohibited from engaging and reading this content. It contains explicit content and any minors discovered reading or engaging with this work will be blocked immediately.

☾ Warnings: Thoughts about murder, references to murder, reflection on being a murderer - literally, this is a drabble about two serial killers, they do not actually commit murder in this but literally the entire subject is MURDER!! Like reader thinks about killing people multiple times, this is disturbing but not necessarily graphic, and there are overall just. Themes of insanely morally corrupt people. Also contains explicit language, breaking into homes, knives and threats, stalking, prepping to murder someone, profiling people to be victims, sexual tension, and implications. Ambiguous ending, we don’t know if they kill their victim.

☾ Published: October 8, 2023

☾ A/N: I am so sorry if you don’t like strange serial killers to lovers(ish), but for this Haliween trick you have selected Kit Kat + Frankenstein + The Addam's Family which equals Seokjin, Enemies to Lovers, and slasher! I kept this light-hearted and there’s no actual murder or anything, but this is absolutely unhinged and was an experience for me to write from the POV of a killer. I hope you love these two competitive lunatics with zero moral compasses discovering they have more in common than they think!

☾ A/N 2: Mini shoutout to @minisugakoobies and @daechwitatamic for their input on my ruminating about what to do with this Haliween combination. Their musings inspire this wild little masterpiece and I could not have gotten the brain chugging without their comments.

☾ Disclaimer: All members of BTS are faces and name claims for this story. This is entirely a work of fiction and by no means is meant to be a projection, judgment, or representation of real-life people. Any scenarios or representations of the people and places mentioned in works are not representative of real-life scenarios.

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There are days you wonder if you should kill Seokjin.

It would be too complicated, though. Not only would someone notice if he doesn’t show up to work, but it’s too close to home. Murders should always be removed. There should be no connections between you and the victim. Anything within seven degrees of separation is far too close.

And everyone knows you hate him.

Hate the way he charms everyone else so effortlessly. There isn’t a soul at the store who doesn’t like him except maybe you. He is perfect. Not a hair out of place, his handsome features painfully symmetrical and alluring, his ease with people so crystalline that you want to scream. Glasses that are perfectly perched on his perfect nose. Effortlessly chic hair. A knockout mouth structure.

It’s hard to imagine anyone is that perfect, but it appears Seokjin is. No matter how much digging you do, you never find anything incriminating. There’s nothing. He hardly seems to exist outside of the store.

You hate him for it. Especially when you see he has beaten you for employee of the month again. Seokjin walks into the break room, looking at the announcement on the board. He smirks when he sees it, eyes coasting over to you. The grin grows and he shrugs.

“What can I say?”

“Nothing, ideally,” you offer.

“You’re cute when you’re jealous.”

You feel your eye twitch. You imagine how satisfying it would be to smash his teeth in. To feel the bone break beneath your foot, to hear the crunch.

The thought of it makes you smile and turn to him, suddenly calm again. “Congratulations, Seokjin. I look forward to celebrating with you during our meeting.”

Tying an apron around your waist, you leave the break room and head out onto the floor. Your calm intensifies, muscles loosen. The store is not open yet. Outside, the world is gray. The fluorescent lights shine down on the perfectly lined aisles, every item in place. Above, soft music plays.

Mornings at the grocery store like this are second only to the high of watching the light fade from someone’s eyes. Here, you are alone and in peace. You feel the quiet of the world, undisturbed. Like a god walking through the land of their creation while everything is asleep.

But it’s when you see someone looking at you as they embrace death that you know you are a god. You are the final thing they see, and right before they fade, they see you as their ender. Their maker.

Seokjin might be able to take the employee of the month from you, but he cannot have this. These two moments. Different sides of the same coin. He could never understand the power that peace and death give you.

No one else understands. No one else could.

When the store opens, your day unfolds. It is an upscale grocery store with organic foods, fresh pressed juice and swollen, ripe strawberries. You see all manner of people come in and out: assistants doing the shopping for their wealthy employers, socialites snapping pictures of their smoothies and juices, the upper class toting name-brand bags and watches as they hand over metal credit cards.

It is disgusting, in a way. But in your way, it’s become beautiful. A hunting ground for people who jet around the world so often, no one will know if they go missing. You’re always so so careful with your marks. They have to be right. Perfect. You have to spend weeks making sure they are the one.

The one problem with this ritual is how long it takes. The need to feel that power and the need for safety and caution wage a war inside of you, neither giving ground to the other. It’s been months since you’ve had a fix, and with Seokjin’s employee of the month win, you know it’s time to sift through your options.

Your list is small. The sweet, doe-eyed boy Jungkook is an easy mark in the sense that he has a very small social circle, his life is built on routine, and he is wildly trusting. Because of his routine, though, he might present a problem when he goes missing. That, and he is physically a danger to you if you don’t knock him out first.

Taehyung isn’t bad, either. He comes and goes, traveling the world and staying in hostels, losing his passports across countries and sharing all of his travels on social media. He lives loosely enough that if he vanished, it would take a while for anyone to find him. But that social media feed of his would eventually attract attention.

When Hoseok gets into your line, you feel your heart stutter. Perfect Hoseok. He is quiet and solitary, a fashion designer who often vanishes for long periods at a time. He doesn’t leave his quiet, lofty mansion in the hills often when he is in a fit of designing for a new season, and he is prone to hospitalizations for working himself near to death.

Perfect Hoseok, who smiles like Apollo and smells like the sun. He is an entity. A light that you cannot help but stare at. And you decide him. What would it be like, to see someone like Hoseok look at you and beg. Please. Like you’re his god. The only thing between him and death.

Your palms get sweaty as your line shortens. He’s just four back - it’s a busy day - but you try to get through your customers quickly. You want to make small talk with him. To get his weekend plans.

And then Seokjin steps into the register next to you even though he’s supposed to be on break, and he turns the light on. “Hoseok! Come on over, let’s get you through.”

Rage. You stop ringing up items. The conveyor belt hums and the products on top of it begin to pile up. White noise roars in your ears. You watch as Hoseok gets out of your line and swaps to Seokjin’s. They shake hands and start talking, Seokjin leaning back with a laugh.

High-pitched ringing sings in your ears as you watch Seokjin bag Hoseok’s items and offer to walk him out to the car after flicking the light off at his register.

“Ma’am?” You blink and the ringing vanishes. The man in front of you stares, raising his brows. His cat-like eyes are sharp and concerned. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” you rasp, voice suddenly dry. It’s a lie. “Yeah.”

“Do you like stealing my customers?” you ask Seokjin, pressing the knife down hard through the apple you’re cutting at the break room counter. “Is that how you got employee of the month? Turning on your light to ring up one person and then fucking off?”

“Ooo,” Seokjin answers, closing the fridge with his hip. “We are still touchy about my great awards, are we?”

“You know that was a bitch move.” You slam the knife down on the cutting board. It’s a Wüsthof Classic Butcher Knife, which is wildly obnoxious for cutting fruit. And, you realize belatedly, it’s from Seokjin’s personal collection. You file it away, wondering what he knows about good knives. “Stay the fuck away from my business when I’m working.”

“Hoseok isn’t yours.”

His tone makes you look up. Seokjin’s demeanor shifts, a chameleon adapting to a hostile environment. The telltale signs of his true annoyance are all there: red ears, vacant eyes, blank face. His shark face. You see it so rarely that it shocks you to see it now.

It’s in moments like this where… he is almost your mirror.

“He was in my line.”

“Funny how that isn’t the same thing.”

“Customer poaching is desperate.” You pick the knife back up and slice through the apple, hearing the crisp, wet crunch like breaking a bone to get to marrow. “Are you that desperate, Jin?”

From the corner of your eye, you see his fingers twitch. For a split second, you think he might grab the knife. A flutter of excitement runs through you, unfettered. You wait to see what he does, holding your breath as you slowly turn to look at him.

Is he going to do it?

The moment clings to the air a moment longer. Then Namjoon opens a shelf and spills several boxes of granola, shattering the weaving tension between you and Seokjin. He takes a step back and you turn back toward your fruit, knife abandoned.

When he leaves, a shiver runs up your spine, quite unsure what that was.

You also think that perhaps Seokjin is... more attractive than you give him credit for.

Two weeks. You tap through your phone, lighting up your face in the dark of your room. Hoseok will begin his descent into designing for his Spring collection in two weeks. It’s the perfect amount of time to prepare yourself, to begin the ritual of hunting. To watch, notate, and practice.

You hit the button to turn off the lock screen and you’re bathed in darkness.

Two weeks and you can feel the rush again.

Two weeks and you’ll be fed on the high for months.

Not even Seokjin can get you down at work. You look at your time requested off on the calendar every morning you clock in. A blissful spread of days in which you’ll need to prepare, execute, and come down for the euphoria before coming back to work.

No amount of goading from Seokjin can upset you this week. You are locked in. Focused. So honed on your rapidly approaching desire that nothing can bring you down.

“Switch weekends with me,” Seokjin says, stepping in front of you before you can clock out. It’s late, both of you staying overtime to help unload a late shipment. You growl at him and try to jockey him out of the way, but he’s like iron. He doesn’t move. “I need that weekend off.”

“No.” Seokjin’s stance grows firmer. You push him again but he is unmovable, making your lip curl. You slowly start to drag your eyes to his, where he is pouting. “Move or I will make you.”

“That’s the best reaction I’ve gotten from you all week. What plans do you have, huh? A date night with a bubble bath and a vibrator?”

You frown. He isn’t entirely wrong. The need to lay in warm water in a post-kill daze and bring yourself to an orgasm is part of the after routine. Still, you manage to shove him aside and punch in your number.

“Please,” he says gently. “I need the weekend.”

“No. Not for you. Not in a million years.”

“What do you want? I’ll trade you anything.”

You face him after clocking out, giving him a wonderful smile. “You have nothing to offer me, Jin. I know you’re not used to hearing that.”

Slowly, Seokjin’s face changes. He goes from charming and warm and melts into something else. Ice in a glass, losing its form and weak attempt at holding false shape.

“You’re lucky we work together,” Seokjin murmurs. There is something dark in his voice. An abyss you’ve never heard from Seokjin, but you’ve touched yourself. It is the secret, dark voice of threat. Of promise. And then he grins, shrugging. “I guess I’ll ask around. Have fun with your sex toys.”

You watch Seokjin walk out and all you can think about is that low voice. That darkness. Like the thing that lives inside of you.

One day. Hoseok has locked himself away. His social media has gone quiet. You watch as the trash cans go without being taken out. No one comes. No one goes. The only light that remains on is the one in his second-floor office. Hoseok comes outside a single time to look at the rain as it comes down hard on a Thursday before going back inside and not coming out again.

Tomorrow.

You watch the office light go off at five in the morning.

Tomorrow.

Making a murder look like an accident is not easy. It is your least favorite method, in fact. You prefer people who vanish. A ghost is harder to trace than an accident. There are too many questions involved.

Hoseok, though, cannot be a ghost. You knew that when you picked him. You haven’t orchestrated an accident in some time, but you will now.

Hoseok likes to drink. He likes to fuel his designs with so much whiskey that sometimes he falls asleep in his office with the lights on at his desk, glass full. Other times, he crashes into furniture and knocks it over, shattering lamps and slipping down the stairs to get to his bedroom.

Tonight, you have everything you need. A little bit of Xanax, which he has a prescription for. A little bit of chloroform to help knock him out. Epinephrine for you to give you a carefully measured and tested boost of adrenaline and strength. Gloves. Wrapped shoes. A list of all the blind spots in his alarm system and its codes.

Crickets sing to you as you watch. You walked the full three hours to his home tonight. It was nice with the rush of cars around you and the crunch of your shoes on gravel. Once in the hills, you meticulously changed your clothes at a gas station, wiping off sweat and grime before taking the fifteen-minute trek into the lower hills where Hoseok lives.

Light pollution makes it hard to see the stars, but the world stretches out beyond you as you stand in the murky darkness of an unsold home across the street. For the past two weeks, you have been an impromptu gargoyle perched among the trees.

Hoseok should be happy he will not be around when someone moves in. The trees that offer the home privacy offer an entire vantage point to watch him through his uncurtained home. Even just climbing to other limbs gives you a view of other windows. Other ways in.

The way in though, is easiest through the backyard where his spa room leads outside to the pool. The spa door has no camera and is in the blind spot for the camera under the patio pavilion. It additionally is rarely locked, a feature of Hoseok’s home he rarely uses.

It takes five minutes to get from the spa bathroom to the office. His stairs are well-made and don’t squeak. He leaves no other lights on. It will be just you and the dark.

You look at your watch. It’s four in the morning. For the past few days, Hoseok has gone to bed at five. He’s made it all three days in a row, not falling asleep at his desk. Tonight, he will do the same thing. He will get up, turn the lights out, and head to his bedroom.

Except this time, you plan to be in the hall. A little chloroform. A little forced Xanax to make him weak when he wakes up and prevent him from fighting back. A jolt of adrenaline for you and a snap of his neck before he falls down the stairs and-

A shadow crosses the wall of Hoseok’s yard. You straighten in the tree, watching it make its way across the yard toward the back. Without even thinking about it, you move. The thought of someone breaking into the house and killing Hoseok by accident and stealing your high makes you bolt.

Your heart hammers. Your hands get sweaty. This isn’t how your night is supposed to go. You’re up and over the wall and sliding along the glass windows as you walk toward the spa bathroom door in a heartbeat. You feel rattled and out of sorts - not at all what you should be feeling on a night like this.

Any other time, you might call it quits. Should call it quits.

But you don’t. It’s been so long and Hoseok has been taking from you once this month already. You cannot let it happen again.

Like a shadow, you slide into the home. It is cold inside. Already you’re working out how to factor in another person. You had not intended to stage a home invasion, but the third person is a liability and a threat. You’ve never taken two at once before, and though the promise of what that might feel like makes you giddy, you also don’t know the math of this. You don’t know what this looks like.

And still you creep forward.

Hoseok’s house is modern art. It is all sleek edges and warm tones washed in art on the walls and sculptures. Thankfully, it is also big and full of negative space. Nothing gets in your way as you creep up the stairs, eyes swiveling back and forth as you look for where the intruder has gone.

When you get to the top of the stairs, the hair on the back of your neck tingles. You swivel, bringing up your hand just as a knife stops in front of your face, only restricted by the iron grip you have on your assailant's wrist. You know the make of it immediately. It’s a Wüsthof Classic Butcher Knife.

Neither of you move. You cannot make the features on your attacker's face. Slowly, you see their other arm come up. You somewhat see they are holding up a hand. A white flag. Trembling, you loosen your grip on their knife arm, your other hand wrapped firmly around the hunting knife sheathed at your thigh.

Together, you step away from Hoseok’s office door. One step. Two steps. A waltz backward and toward a guest room, where the door opens and you step inside with your opposite. Friend. Foe. You’re unsure.

Moonlight filters through the window and your counterpart steps backward into it.

Your breath catches in your chest and the urge to laugh suddenly takes you, swelling up so abruptly that you have to press your lips firmly shut to stop the madness from spilling out.

Seokjin looks good in all black, standing in the gray light of the moon. His shark eyes stare at you, face blank, waiting. The Wüsthof Classic Butcher Knife is still in his hand. It doesn’t shake. He holds it loose. Casual. A fast striker, you think.

“What a strange thing,” Seokjin whispers. “To see someone so unlike me be my very mirror. What are you doing here?”

“It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain,” you whisper back, recalling a quote from The Tell-Tale Heart. “But once conceived, it haunted me day and night.”

He hums. “They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.”

Hoseok opens the door in his office. You both freeze, listening to his stumbling steps as he clambers down his stairs. Not a sound slips between you as Hoseok shuts the bedroom door downstairs.

The silence is roaring.

“What well it be,” Seokjin whispers. “Friend or foe?”

You tap the handle of your knife. “I want to be employee of the month next month. Try less.”

“What do you like to do after?”

“What was it you said? Take a bubble bath with a vibrator?”

He sheaths the knife and offers a hand. “I can give you more.”

You carefully hold out a hand to him. Not an enemy. Not a friend. Perhaps… an equal. “We are the same, then?”

“A mirror.” He pulls you in a little, just enough that his mouth brushes against yours. You want to take that dive suddenly. To lean into him. Past atrocities are forgotten in light of this new, beautiful darkness you share. “A mirror.”

You descend the steps together, two workers from the store. And a little more.

#seokjin fic #jin fic #bts fic #seokjin x reader #jin x reader #seokjin x you #jin x you #jin drabble #seojin thriller #seokjin imagines #jin imagines #haliween #minors do not interact #minors dni

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jeonqkooks · 8 months

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into the blue. (masterlist)

welcome to the Into The Blue event, hosted by @jeonqkooks, @daechwitatamic, and @wintaerbaer!

given the rich fic potential of the Blue MV teasers, we thought this drabble challenge would be a fun way to get excited and celebrate the release of Layo(v)er ♡

to participate, simply write a drabble that meets the following specifications and tag us in it to be added to the masterlist. fics should meet the following criteria (hence the "challenge" aspect):

fics MUST include the exact scene from teaser 1 as is. yes, that means incorporating the leather jacket.

use of teaser 2 (as you see fit) is entirely optional.

maximum word count of 3k.

if you have any questions, please reach out to any of us!

works:

⤷ still blue by @beahae | exes to ?; hurt/comfort, angst, smut | 3k

Taehyung hurts. But Taehyung can make the world move.

⤷ something blue by @moni-logues | childhood friends to lovers; smut | 3k

You thought you had lost your best friend when you had just asked him if he was sure of what he was doing. Then he comes back and this time, he is sure.

⤷ deep blue, deep blue by @daechwitatamic

details coming soon.

⤷ blue in the face by @wintaerbaer

details coming soon.

⤷ aquamarine by @jeonqkooks

details coming soon.

...come join the fun and add your works here! ♡

#taehyung x reader #taehyung fluff #taehyung smut #taehyung angst #taehyung x you #taehyung fanfic #taehyung imagines #taehyung #bts x reader #bts x you #bts fluff #bts smut #bts angst #bts scenarios #bts imagines

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harrowreads · 1 year

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❥ Yoongi Fic Recs

❣ Each blurb gives a glimpse of the contents of each fic, but be sure to read the warnings before proceeding! ❣

Yoongi is my main bias + main obsession so plz don't perceive the length of this list, okay. It's going to be absolutely ridiculous.

❥ 12 Lays of Christmas: Day 2 by minisugakoobies | drabble, tumblr ↳ Gift wrapping with your boyfriend goes a little awry. ❣ Gender Non-Specified Reader ❣ smut, pwp | established relationship ↻ read my review

❥ All That Holly Jolly Sh*t by daechwitatamic | oneshot, tumblr ↳ You haven’t seen or heard from Yoongi since he broke your heart five years ago, laying out a logical list of reasons why you were better off breaking up. When a Christmas Eve blizzard traps you together for the night, you have no choice but to examine how few of those reasons are still true. And if they’re not… where does that leave you? ❣ Female Reader ❣ smut, fluff, angst | exes to lovers ↻ read my review

❥ Best Served Cold by anotherbtswriter | series, tumblr ↳ Yoongi shields his eyes from the flames. Smoke coats his throat, and he pants for breath. As he lies on the wet pavement, he realizes that this Molotov cocktail, this cheap-ass, dime-store intimidation tactic currently burning through his club, is a plan to intimidate him. First, he was annoyed. Now he’s pissed. ❣ Female Reader ❣ smut, fluff, angst | exes to lovers ↻ read my reviews: ch. 1, ch. 2, ch. 3, ch.4

❥ Blackthorn by sweetestofchaos | series, tumblr ↳ Min Yoongi, the last Emperor of the Joseon dynasty was betrothed to a foreign Princess from the time he could walk. The two exchanged many letters and gifts over the years as their love bloomed. Emperor Yoongi loved his Princess and it was on their wedding day that he was finally able to express his true feelings with his actions and not just his words. The love story of Emperor Yoongi and Empress Keena has been passed down from generation to generation; a love story so strong that it had surpassed the passage of time. Now a millennium later, the Emperor and Empress have been reborn at the same time…will history repeat itself or will the two become victims of the difficulties placed in their path? ❣ Female Reader ❣ smut, fluff, angst | strangers to lovers, arranged marriage au, soulmate au, fantasy ↻ read my reviews: ch. 1, ch. 2, ch. 3, ch. 4, ch. 5, ch. 6, ch. 7, ch. 8, ch. 9, ch. 10, ch. 11, ch. 12

❥ Cybersex by gimmethatagustd | oneshot, tumblr ↳ The whole point of being a phone sex hotline operator is that you’ll never have to meet your clients. So what are you supposed to do when you find out your favorite client is your brother’s best friend? ❣ Female Reader ❣ smut, fluff, humor | brother's best friend, friends to lovers ↻ read my review

❥ Defrosting Ivy by moccahobi ↳ In a world where the 3 apex predators (humans, vampires, and werewolves) have been in a long standing power imbalance, Y/n is tasked with going undercover as a diplomat for the start of peace talks. What do they need to do? Find a talisman their organization has managed to identify as vital in resolving the conflict and ensuring the safety of all humans. ❣ Female Reader ❣ fluff, angst | supernatural au, enemies to lovers ↻ read my review

❥ Devil Town by park-jimin-isnt-real | series, tumblr ❥ Chapter 1: Somewhere Lost - the guide ↳ You wake up on a bench in a forest, with no memory before then or recollection of how you got there. The person greeting you gives you three options: going into the Great Unknown (to never be seen again), wandering the woods (until you become an Edelwood tree), or spending a month in Devil Town. ❣ Female Reader ❣ platonic, light angst | over the garden wall au, speculative ↻ read my review

❥ Drip by here2bbtstrash | oneshot, tumblr ↳ When Yoongi makes the bold statement that any girl can squirt, you decide to call him on his bluff. ❣ Female Reader ❣ smut, pwp | friends to lovers ↻ read my review

❥ F*ck Christmas by sailoryoons | oneshot, tumblr ↳ Making hating Christmas your entire personality was never the plan. Then again, it seems bad things only ever happen around Christmas - like discovering your fiancé cheating on you, forcing you to move back to your sleepy hometown. But Min Yoongi happens to love Christmas, and if there is one thing your very stubborn childhood crush is going to do, it’s try to reignite your Christmas spirit. Even if he has to force-feed it to you with gingerbread cookies and too-sweet eggnog. ❣ Female Reader ❣ fluff, smut, humor | friends to lovers ↻ read my review

❥ Good Fortune & A New Beginning by moonleeai | oneshot, tumblr ↳ Grumpy neighbor Yoongi is secretly a softie. ❣ Female Reader, 1st person ❣ fluff | strangers to lovers ↻ read my review

❥ If Walls Could Talk by btsrunmyiife | unfinished oneshot, tumblr ↳ You’re part of a web series of paranormal investigators that take cases from clients who believe their homes are haunted. While working in such close proximity, it’s only natural for some of you to gravitate toward one another – whether it be for stress relief or more. ❣ Female Reader ❣ smut | coworkers who fuck ❣ warnings: paranormal themes, mention of suicide ↻ read my review

❥ Invisible String by btsrunmyiife | series, tumblr ↳ Sometimes the hardest thing in life is letting yourself be seen. ❣ Female Reader ❣ queer, smut, fluff, angst | social media au, college au, strangers to friends to lovers ❣ warnings: topics of sexual assault & racial discrimination ↻ read my review

❥ Kick Up the Fire and Let the Flames Break Loose by ffion451 | series, tumblr ↳ Years after you gave up on him, Kim Taehyung appears back in your life: Are you the same person you were back then? Do you still love him? And why is it, with the supposed love of your life back, that you can’t stop thinking about the taciturn rapper who you has just come into your life? ❣ Female Reader | Feat. Taehyung ❣ smut, angst | friends to enemies to strangers to ?, strangers to friends to ? ↻ read my reviews: ch. 0, ch. 1

❥ Let Me by sailoryoons | oneshot, tumblr ↳ You’ve been friends with Yoongi for as long as you remember. When he tells you he’s never - and he means never - received oral in his life, you take it upon yourself to lend a mouth hand. ❣ Female Reader ❣ smut, pwp | friends to lovers ↻ read my review

❥ Nothing to Hide by gimmethatagustd | oneshot, tumblr ↳ It’s your boyfriend’s first Pride Month since coming out, and you’re determined to make sure he has the time of his life. ❣ Female Reader ❣ queer, smut, pwp | established relationship ↻ read my review

❥ Obsidian by sailoryooons | series, tumblr ↳ You remember everything. The first time you radiated at garnet, feeling the power of the jewel rushing through you. Remember the energy pulsing at your command. And you certainly remember the face of the man who ruined your life. Then there’s Min Yoongi, the Chaotic who is the key to your revenge. ❣ angst, eventual smut | strangers to lovers, urban fantasy, crime syndicate ❣ warnings: graphic violence, morally grey characters ↻ read my reviews: ch. 0, ch. 1, ch. 2

❥ Please Linger by matchy6812 | series, tumblr ↳ After terrorizing the villagers with one too many pranks, you’ve been locked away in The Tower to atone for your petty crimes. As far as you know, The Tower is impenetrable. Nobody can get in, and nobody can get out. It seems you’ll never escape—until one night, a man named Yoongi barges in… ❣ Female Reader ❣ humor, slow burn, smut, angst | fantasy au, strangers to lovers ↻ read my reviews: ch. 1, ch. 2, ch. 3

❥ Right Here Right Now by hobidreams | oneshot, tumblr ↳ What if little red wants to be eaten by the big bag wolves? ❣ Female Reader | Feat. Hoseok & Namjoon ❣ group, smut, pwp, humor | werewolf au, college au, friends to lovers ↻ read my review

❥ Suga's How-To Guide: How to Tr(eat) Them Right by sailoryoons | oneshot, tumblr ↳ Min Yoongi has been a cam boy for a few years now. The work is easy, the money is good, and he has loyal viewers. When he approaches you and asks if you want to be his muse for a ‘how-to’ series, your view on the infamous Yoongi changes. ❣ Female Reader ❣ smut, pwp | friends to lovers ↻ read my review

❥ Taste by 7deadlysinsfics | drabble, tumblr ↳ Hoseok is in a sharing mood and his best friend is so, so thankful. ❣ Female Reader | Feat. Hoseok ❣ threesome, implied smut | established relationship, strangers to lovers ↻ read my review

❥ Taste So Sweet by btsrunmyiife | oneshot, tumblr ↳ Yoongi is helping you experience something new, something you’ve always wanted to try. All you wanted to do was kiss a girl. You should have known it would be so much more than you imagined. ❣ Female Reader | Feat. Hwasa ❣ threesome, queer, pwp, smut | college au, established relationship + friends to lovers ↻ read my review

❥ The Earth, Your Butt, and Other Big...Flat Things? by matchy6812 | oneshot, tumblr ↳ When your world-famous boyfriend reveals himself to be an apparent flat earther, you decide to hold a modern exorcism—as in, you’re gonna try to fuck the stewpid out of him. ❣ Female Reader ❣ humor, smut, pwp | idol au, established relationship ↻ read my review

❥ Twirl for Me by gimmethatagustd | series, tumblr ↳ You’re perfectly content with admiring your ballet student’s father from afar, until he discovers the secret of your second job when he pays for a VIP room at the local strip club. What’s worse is your new knowledge of his secret life that won’t let you get him off your mind, no matter how awful it is. ❣ Female Reader | Feat. Jungkook ❣ smut, angst, slow burn | stripper au, strangers to lovers ↻ read my review

❥ Versus by minisugakoobies | series, tumblr ↳ Supervillain exes Yoongi and Hoseok are sick and tired of having their plans for world domination wrecked by you, aka Vitality, the world’s most powerful superhero. When fellow villain Jimin suggests a little competition to see who can bring you to your knees, they both eagerly accept. Now the battle is on as both men engage you in fight after fight to see who will conquer you first. Will you finally defeat these two, or will they destroy you - and possibly take each other out in the process? ❣ Female Reader | Feat. Hoseok ❣ smut, humor, fluff, angst | supervillain au, enemies to lovers ❣ warnings: some violence, use of weapons, fighting ↻ read my review

Yoongi x Reader as a side pairing:

❥ Business as Usual by blog-name-idk | series, tumblr ↳ The first thing Jin noticed about you was that you were hot. The second was that you were fucking brilliant. The third was that you were kind of a bitch. Basically, you were perfect. | The first thing you noticed about Jin was that he was hot. The second was the professors already called him by name. The third was that he was an insufferable prick. Basically, you hated his guts. ❣ Female Reader | Feat. Seokjin as main pairing ❣ smut, fluff, humor | college au, enemies to lovers ↻ read my reviews: masterlist, ch. 1, ch. 4

❥ The Love Witch by gimmethatagustd | oneshot, tumblr ↳ Despite being a popular romance blogger, Yoongi isn’t interested in finding love. He only summons a demon boyfriend to prove to his followers that it’s possible. He’ll send Taehyung right back to Hell once he’s done with him, obviously. ❣ Yoongi x Taehyung ❣ smut, fluff, humor, hint of angst | modern fantasy au, fake dating, strangers to lovers ↻ read my review

#yoongi smut #yoongi angst #yoongi fluff #yoongi fic recs #master list: yoongi

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sugarwithtea · 1 year

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MILESTONE CELEBRATION!!

➳ SUGARWITHTEA MILESTONE DRABBLE GAME

This blog hit a major milestone a few days ago, all thanks to you guys. I have mostly missed all the previous milestones, but this one is pretty big for me and I was so excited for it. So, we are celebrating!!!!

A big thank you to each and every one of you for being with me and supporting me. Even if it was just a like, a comment, a follow or an amazing reblog, you helped me a lot.

To celebrate with y'all, I'll be opening up my requests for drabbles for the next two weeks ;)

➳ RULES

The requests are meant to be sent by asks.

Any genre is allowed. Please note that to request smut, you need to be off anon.

You can use the following prompt lists if you'd like to -> angst | smut 1, smut 2 | fluff 1, fluff 2

You can also send in pictures or songs as writing prompts.

You can mention the member you'd like me to write for. Or else you can leave it up to me :) Whatever works best for you <3

My requests will stay open till 25th November. (i have the liberty to change the date)

A list of what I won't be writing

➳ yandere

➳ pedophilia

➳ rape / dub-con sex

➳ topics which can hurt any race, gender, sexuality, caste, etc.

➳ abuse of any kind by the main characters

➳ MUTUALS ♡

Here's a list of all my mutuals (in alphabetic order). Thank you so much!! You guys have helped me the most ♡

@apotatomashedbybts @astronaut-jin-moon @bebejungkook @breakiebunny @btsgotjams27 @btsstan12 @caelesjjk @chaoticabstractism @cherrysoulth @chimchimmarie @chryblossomjjk @daechwitatamic @delugguk @gimmethatagustd @haliiimede @hearts4joon @here2bbtstrash @here4btsfics @hobipost @jeonjcngkook @jeonsweetheart @jimilter @jiminzfilter @jinastronaut @jjkeverlast @jjksblackgf @junsai-tree @kithtaehyung @kookslastbutton @lvoekook @matchstick6812 @meirkive @minniesvenus @moonleeai @monvante @namjooningelsewhere @oddinary4bts @pamzn @parkdatjimin @pasteljoonie @pjiminbloomx @pjmparadise @playmetheclassics @prodagustd @ratherbefangirling @rkivian @saweetspoiled @sevenpersona @skyfull0fstories @ssaboala @sunshinerainbowsbts @taehyungssss @taesfile @temptaetions @the-boy-meets-evil @thesleepingmoonfox @yoongukie-ff

I am so sorry if I forgot to tag you but please know I really respect and adore you ♡

#milestone #bts drabble #drabble requests #bts #bangtan sonyeondan #sugarwithtea #smut #fluff #angst #bts fanfic #bts fanfiction #bts x reader #requests #requests open

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kookstempo · 2 years

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busy being yours - myg

pairing(s): yoongi x reader genre(s): fluff and some mild smut (?) word count: 1.8K

warnings: making out, grinding, mentions of choking, yoongi is a tease, mentions of hair pulling, mentions of an erection, he likes to grab your butt.

summary: you can't keep your hands off of the pretzels (or yoongi, either).

A/N: thank you, my stunning @daechwitatamic for having the words i needed, amazing reactions, and being such a qt and a mill (iykyk).

this drabble is about the to catch a dream/three couple! make sure to read those before to get some background hehe - masterlist

“You brought me flowers?”

“Is that my hoodie?”

You both notice completely different things about each other the second you open the door to your apartment. Yoongi is holding a bouquet of tulips in one hand, while the other holds a paper bag from the supermarket that is filled with snacks and drinks for tonight’s date. The tulips are coral-colored and they match the dress that you chose - on purpose since you know it’s Yoongi’s favorite - for tonight. Your boyfriend steps forward, entering the apartment; he carefully drops the paper bag next to the door and loops his arms around your waist, pulling you close to him. His embrace feels like a warm blanket around your body that instantly makes you melt against him, humming in approval.

“Hi, my love…” you murmur with a serene tone, looking up at him. “Yes, this is your hoodie. I couldn’t bring myself to wait for your arrival, I missed you so much that I had to put this hoodie on to keep calm.”

Yoongi lets out a deep chuckle when hearing your explanation, moving one hand down to cheekily squeeze your butt as he leans down to peck your lips. You squeal in response, frowning.

“Hey, what was that for?!”

Bringing a hand to caress your lower cheek, you let go of him and move out of the way so you can close the door. You’re sure the neighbors wouldn’t appreciate this much PDA at night, or any time…

“Since we are all being so playful tonight. Just wanted to touch what’s mine.”

The way he says that so… casually makes your cheeks burn and your hands come up to your face to hide it from him before he can comment on it. The living room looks set - the couch has enough blankets (literally one since you always share a blanket with him), the table has been pulled closer for it to be easier to reach for the food, and the Netflix app has loaded already, waiting for both of you to choose a movie to play.

Yoongi has gone quiet, way too quiet for your liking. You turn around to see what he is doing, and the sight that greets you has you biting your lip to stop the cackle that threatens to leave your throat. He is struggling to open a hummus pack, lifting it and twisting it to find a different way to open it, yet failing once again. Shaking your head in amusement, you walk to the kitchen and lean over the counter. One look at the package is enough for you to recognize how it should be opened.

“Bottom left corner has a flap, use that to open it,” you suggest, pointing at the tab on the package with a teasing smile on your lips.

Before he can say or do anything, you move to the other side of the counter to enter the kitchen to help Yoongi… and to take a look at the snacks he bought. You spot Cheetos, Doritos, some already-cut veggies for the hummus. But one item at the bottom makes you gasp, alerting Yoongi. He knows his girlfriend enough to understand why she is gasping, and he pulls you away from the bag before you can take them away.

“No, no, no! Leave those there. You just have to wait a couple of minutes.” Yoongi scolds, grabbing the bag of Hershey’s pretzels and putting it away from you.

“Yoongi, wan’ them now!”

The whining lacing your tone makes him want to pout and give you the bag without hesitation. You shouldn’t have it so easily, though, and he doesn’t wanna hear your complaints in the middle of the movie when you run out of them. Just as you are about to make a run for the bag, he grabs your waist again and puts one hand under your jaw, making you look at him.

“Try that again, I dare you. Your pretzels will look prettier on the highest shelf there is here and I won’t get them down for you.”

“You used to be more fun, grandpa,” you sulkily mutter, getting out of his grasp and moving to the living room, plopping down on the couch with a sigh.

His eyebrows raise in astonishment, taking a quick look at you to confirm his assumptions - you’re sniffing to get his attention - with no tears pouring out of your eyes - buried under the blanket and you are holding a pillow to your chest.

“Sad…I have a blanket with all this extra room and no one to share it with.”

“Y/N, don’t be a brat and wait a little longer. If I don’t get these popcorns the way you like them, I'm not gonna hear the end of it.” He snorts, plating the last dish and opening the bag of pretzels so you won’t have to fight with the bag later.

You, undoubtedly, have him whipped.

“Why do you make it sound like I’m whining all the time? Be fair and square, Min Yoongi.”

“It seems like you’re whining now, aren’t you, doll?” Yoongi walks to the couch with two bowls in hand, setting them down on the table and going back to the kitchen to grab the remaining ones. “And you’re even using my full name now… I think someone is craving cuddles more than anything.”

Your silence is an answer. The way you snuggle against him once he finally sits down completes it. Yoongi moves one arm for it to rest around your waist and peppers your head with kisses. The feeling of his lips is something you will always love and would never trade for something else. He leans forward and grabs the bag of pretzels, placing it on your lap with a small squeeze on your waist.

“There, angry baby. What are we watching tonight?”

Flicking through many movies and TV shows, you finally agree on a movie before you run out of pretzels, and you show Yoongi this with a smirk on your face. With a popcorn bowl on his lap, a beer bottle, and a glass of wine, both of you fall into the plot of the film.

You can’t complain about the movie you chose - it is keeping you on your toes, the sound effects keep you alert, and Yoongi is enjoying it, too. This time, however, it’s not the Hershey’s pretzels that have you about to complain, but the way Yoongi looks right now is enough to make you want to forget about the movie and indulge in him. He runs his tongue across his bottom lip after a few drops of beer remain there and fixes his glasses.

You have gone too long without him, longer than you’d ever want to. He isn’t oblivious to the way you haven’t stopped looking at him - he reaches for the remote and pauses the movie, turning his head to look at you.

“That is not the look you give me when you’re about to complain about pretzels. What’s wrong? Are you not liking the movie?” He questions you, removing the bowl and the empty bag from your laps to pull you onto his legs.

You straddle his waist and give him a timid shake of your head, pulling him closer to your body by the collar of his shirt.

“Darling, look at me, c’mon,” Yoongi tuts, caressing your thighs with his hands.

Disobeying him, you move your gaze to his hands - his pretty, veiny hands. Unwanted memories infiltrate your head: the way those hands grip your hair and neck tightly, how they feel between your legs, how said hands grab your jaw as he kisses you. God, you need him to kiss you.

Speaking of jaws, Yoongi taps his index finger against it, letting out a deep hum. That’s enough to make you look at him, grabbing that same hand to intertwine your fingers with his.

“What’s up? What is bothering you?” He continues pushing you to understand what’s wrong.

You can’t bring yourself to ask him to kiss you, so you let your body language speak for you. You shift on his lap to be even closer - if possible - and nudge your nose with his, whining lowly. Yoongi’s free hand pinches your thigh and you whine again, about to complain, yet his words beat you to it.

“Speak up, doll. What do you want? Because I’m getting an idea but it’s better if you tell me instead of just whining.”

“Fuck, kiss me. Please?” You beg, bouncing impatiently on his lap.

The kiss comes sooner than you expected Yoongi to give it to you. It’s desperate, needy. His grunts fill the silence in the room now that the movie is paused; it’s almost as if he is swallowing the whimpers that leave your mouth. You tilt your head to the side to make the kiss deeper, sucking on his bottom lip and letting it go with a giggle that Yoongi appreciates, but makes revenge established by grabbing your hips and rolling them against his, letting you feel how hard he is becoming for you, because of you. Everything inside you feels warm, fuzzy - your senses are screaming Yoongi’s name.

When air becomes a need, you break the kiss and lean your forehead against his, panting.

“I don’t think I will ever understand why you continue to dress up so pretty for me if it’s going to end up discarded on the floor at the end of the night,” he murmurs, tone low and seducing. He is eating you with his eyes, pulling at the hem of his hoodie to discard it from your body, and you allow him to.

“Mmm, always wanna look cute for you.”

You bring your hands to your hair to tame it down, both the kiss and the hoodie disheveling it. Yoongi’s gaze drops to your cleavage when you lift your arms, a sneaky hand making its way to your stomach, threatening to move to your breasts.

“Is there something else waiting for me below the dress?” He lets his hand drop to your thigh again like the teasing little thing he is, laughing at the way your shoulders fall.

“Wanna,” you gulp, releasing a shaky breath right on his lips, “wanna find out?”

The growl Yoongi emits when your hands pull at the straps on your dress, close to freeing your breasts, makes the need you’re feeling become bigger, thighs trying to rub together to get some friction. He is quick to pull you back to his mouth, not without pulling your dress off of your body first, then meeting your lips in a passionate kiss.

What was the movie’s title? You don’t care or even remember anymore.

#red five diamonds in my queue #yoongi drabble #yoongi fluff #yoongi smut #yoongi x reader #yoongi one shot #bts #bts x reader #bts fanfic

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moni-logues · 6 months

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I'll tell namjoon about your engagement ring tastes, don't worry. 😁😁😁

it's okay, no pressure, come on… let me see…

@minisugakoobies ✓ (bad cop chronicles is my favorite there's one about supervillains that i haven't read yet, it's on my list, and i read one about a pianist that was also very good. i've read almost everything) @xjoonchildx ✓ (i've read almost all the members except hoseok, so i assume kanalia is his since i don't remember reading it. ana is wonderful) @daechwitatamic ✓ (I had to read the whole site after reading all that holly, jolly shit) @ugh-yoongi ✓ (when I read 'by the time i've figured out what its worth' I almost turned JOKER and spent a week camping on her site) vows by @hamsterclaw is a masterpiece and I have to read rage to complete the list. @eoieopda? you can't go on tumblr and not read lacuna and the darksided series i've read all her drabbles i'm impressed because jade she doesn't just have a masterlist she has a library ✓ @hesperantha ✕ ok you won because i don't know them now i will.

you can tell i read everything from yoongi to read after all the members because he's very much my boyfriend. my tdah is playing tricks on me or i'm really forgetting to say something. i guess that's it.

you did a good job. now @gimmethatagustd you quoted in the other, I only read a fic about a ballerina something like that, I have to read more.

thank you so much my dear :c for the recommendations, now i'm going to sleep. have a good night <3

-lilshy

Omg.....babe...... You've read all of ana's fics but NOT HOSEOK? honey, we cannot be friends 🙅🏻‍♀️✖️✖️🙅🏻‍♀️✖️🙅🏻‍♀️🙅🏻‍♀️✖️ that's MY GUY RIGHT THERE!!!!! What you got against Hobi fics?!??!???!!??? *

@hesperantha writes suuuuuuuuuuuch good shit, man, seriously. Not just teardrop, check out the others, too!!

And jai has SO much stuff. Like... How tf you working full time and STILL pumping out so much???????? A genius. Never not enjoyed one of jai's fics.

I'm very glad I could introduce you to someone you've not read before and I hope you enjoy!!!

Sleep well!!! 😴😴😴

#*im kidding btw #its fine #its FINE #ill get Over It #😂😂😂#please everyone also feel free to rec fics #I'm always open for recs #lilshy #ask logs

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daechwitatamic · 2 years

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Clingy || MYG

(banner by my lovely lovely @itaeewon)

Clingy - MYG drabble by daechwitatamic

Pairing: MYG x reader

Genre: established relationship, fluff and love, slice of life

WC: 1k

Warnings: one (1) curse, this is also not my wheelhouse to write so I’m nervous eager to see what you think :)

Note: thank you a billion times for all the sobbing emojis during your beta job, @/kookstempo!!! ilu pumpkin

You’re comfy – so comfy: blanket over your legs holding in your body heat, coffee cup between your hands still steaming as you wait for it to cool enough to drink, throw-pillows behind you in just the right spots.

Unfortunately, you have to get up. Why? Because you hear Yoongi’s electric toothbrush in the bathroom, and that means he’s getting ready to leave.

You must make your displeasure known.

You set your coffee cup on the table and reach for the remote, pausing the nonsense you were half-watching as you woke up. You pad through the living room sleepily, heading towards the bathroom light down the hallway.

He’s fresh out of the shower, standing before the bathroom sink in only a clean pair of boxer briefs. In the sink below him, cold water is running. You eye his bare back, still covered in water droplets. He never dries his shoulders properly. He turns to look at you as you come into view in the doorway, toothbrush sticking out of his mouth.

“Uh-oh,” he says, around a mouthful of toothpaste. You can’t help it - you smile deviously.

You come to stand behind him and wrap your arms around his torso, holding on to your own forearms to lock him in place. You rest your cheek against the flat of his shoulder blade for a second – he’s still so warm from the shower – but then face front to look at him in the mirror. In your reflections, you can only see yourself from your eyes up, peering over his shoulder, the rest of you hidden behind the love of your life.

He meets your eyes in the mirror and gives you a look that’s somehow both indulgent and warning. The duality with this guy, you swear.

He leans forward to spit and rinse, and you keep your arms locked tight around his middle, giggling a little when the action causes you to have to stretch onto your tippytoes. You keep your grip tight as he turns to reach for a face-towel, and swivel together with him when he turns back to turn the faucet off.

“Are we really doing this?” he asks you, the barest hint of a laugh in his voice.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you say lightly, feigning innocence.

He rolls his eyes at you, but you can see the corners of his mouth fighting twitches. He doesn’t want to laugh; he knows laughing will only encourage your shenanigans.

He turns and heads back into your shared bedroom, and you keep your arms in place, hopping quickly from one foot to another in an effort to not step on him or accidentally let go. He huffs out a laugh as your front bumps into his back over and over in your efforts to keep up.

“Did you know,” he says, stopping in front of his closet, eyes searching for what he wants to wear, “that you only do this when I’m trying to get ready to go?”

“Do what?” you demand innocently.

He cocks an eyebrow at you over his shoulder. You squeeze him just a little tighter. “Get clingy,” he clarifies, even though you both knew what he meant.

“It’s not the only time I get clingy,” you muse, happy to keep the conversation going. As long as he’s still in your grasp, as long as he’s still talking to you, then you’re successfully delaying his departure. “I get clingy when I’m sleepy, too. Or when I’m sad. Or when I just want a hug.”

He’s digging through the closet now, hands going for the hangers he wants. “That’s a long list. How do I put up with you?”

“Good question,” you deadpan. “How do you put up with me?”

He’s been trying to get ready despite your iron grip around his middle – this is such a familiar song-and-dance he’s not sure he can get dressed without you attached to his back – but now he stops. His instinctual reaction, sassy shit that he is, is to quip, “It’s a challenge, for sure,” but something halts him today.

He turns within your little prison, and you allow it. He bends down and kisses your forehead, one lock of black hair falling over his forehead with the motion, and your eyes widen. You obstructing his getting-ready process is commonplace – him being sweet instead of playfully annoyed is not.

But there’s something Yoongi learned the hard way over a year ago when you two started getting serious: while his love language is acts of service, yours is words of affirmation. You both had to learn this about each other and adjust. For you that meant remembering to ask yourself what you could do for him when you weren’t used to having someone else to think about. For him it meant making an effort to put his feelings into words for you, even when it didn’t come easily or naturally.

“Putting up with you,” he says, voice low, “is one of my favorite things to do.”

You go absolutely silent, but you squeeze him a little tighter. You know it doesn’t come effortlessly for Yoongi to be verbally sentimental – he shows his love in a million little ways every day, but this kind of thing means he put in a concentrated effort, made a choice to try and give you what you need. You’re flooded with gratitude, overcome with appreciation for his willingness to try for you.

“Well, now I really don’t want you to leave,” you grumble into his chest. He laughs fully, shoulders shaking and smile showing his gums.

“The sooner you let me go,” he reasons, “the sooner I can come home again.”

“I’d rather you not go at all,” you say. He glances at the clock and gives your arms two quick pats, indicating that he really needs to make some moves now, and your allotted bothering time is up. Sighing, you release your hold on him, making to go back to your spot on the couch. Your coffee has probably cooled by now.

You’re about to step away when Yoongi reaches and pulls you back, wrapping you in one last hug before he has to start hustling to get out the door on time. You sink against him, eyes closing. You’re back to being comfy – so comfy.

#yoongi drabble #myg drabble #dailydaegu #yoongi fluff #myg fluff #yoongi x reader #bts x reader #established relationship #one shot #daechwitatamic drabbles

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