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whatifyoulivelikethat · 2 years ago

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wicked, m | jjk, myg

full title: wicked (good boy gone bad) drabble series; inspired by TXT’s album minisode 2: thursday’s child

pairing(s): jungkook x reader x (plus a lil) yoongi

summary: He used to be a good boy, but now he knew what that really meant – being an obedient, dumb, naïve dog to a liar. Thanks to a combination of sex, chains, and rock-n-roll, that wasn't who he was anymore. Jeon Jungkook has gone bad. Just watch him.

warnings: rated M (18+) for language - if you dislike overabundant swearing, maybe skip this one; D/s threesome smut (fem reader, black leather collars and chain leashes, bondage, hair pulling, cowgirl, choking [note: Yoongi chokes JK and yoonkook choke each other], so much saliva /spitting kink, scratching, m-receiving oral, handjob, doggy); non-idol!AU - sub!Jungkook x goth, dom!reader x sub!Yoongi; Jungkook's POV to Yoongi’s POV

When I heard TXT's 'Good Boy Gone Bad', it immediately reminded me of collared!JK, who suffered a bad breakup, went to a party to snort cocaine, but instead he got fucked by a chick with a single white contact and daddy issues... oop. Yoongi's involved (of course). And they have choked each other before.

anger. the second stage of grief

A hand gripped his chin and shoved it up. Long callused fingers dug into his cheeks as his eyes rolled back, seeing only a blur of black and white. His chest felt like it was clawed open. His skin was covered with layer upon layer of red-hot lines, and those fingernails were digging in again, adding more, more fire, more marks, more pain.

It was too much.

It was just right.

This broken feeling is not too bad.

He tried to move his head and found the other hand grip the back of his skull, clutching a handful of his thick hair. Fingers twisting in between the strands, then curling in and grasping, pulling, ensnaring him with hurt.

“Stay still,” was growled above him, heavy and raspy. Familiar.

I like it.

He gasped and let his tongue hang, moaning as he felt wet muscle stroke his throat, hot lips pressing into his shaking Adam’s apple.

I want this.

“Do you miss the collar, my pet?” the voice in front of him purred, wicked and sweet. The owner of that voice was the cause of the marks he bore now. They were temporary, but the raw feeling was seared into his memory, a feeling for him to savor forever.

Watch me.

Jeon Jungkook opened his eyes, looking up to Min Yoongi, the one whose hands were gripping his head and locking it in place. Those narrowed dark-brown orbs glanced down at him. Cold and cat-like. Around older male’s pale neck was a thick, black leather collar that held a metal silver ring in the center, dangling above the Jungkook’s head. Jungkook’s eyes went to it, staring at the swaying silver catching the light of the bedroom.

Yoongi leaned down.

Let the cold metal touch Jungkook’s sweaty forehead, sending icy shock followed by surging jealousy through his burning veins. The collar ring lightly bounced against his brows in the steady rhythm that was the brutal force of hips smacking into his crotch, slick walls constricting around his rock-hard cock while his arms were bound, his clenched fists pressing to the small of his own back.

Jungkook tried to speak but he couldn’t.

His words were being snuffed out by his own moans.

Yoongi clicked his tongue and lifted his head. He seemed disappointed. Annoyed. The long-sleeved white shirt his hyung was wearing was ripped down the center, the edges jagged and torn, revealing his collarbones and part of the pale chest underneath.

“What good is givin’ you a chance to talk if you don’t take it?” Yoongi scoffed, his Daegu satoori adding a rough depth to his dangerous tone.

The hand on Jungkook’s chin slid down.

Break me more.

Those rough fingertips pressed down on the sides of his neck the same time Yoongi yanked Jungkook’s head up by his hair, forcing him to look forward as his blood began to thin out.

Just break me.

Yoongi choked him as Jungkook stared into the eyes of his favorite kind of pain, the eyes of the woman in black, the eyes that glittered with devious intent, the eyes that didn’t match. One real iris, one fake white iris. A contact lens. She cocked her head. Her clothes were still mostly on while she rolled her hips, thrusting his stiff length inside her tight heat. Nimble pink tongue flickering out, dancing against the side of her lips. Her hands splayed out over his inflamed chest, her pointed black fingernails digging into his pecs.

Fucking him on the black leather bench at the base of her bed like he was a piece of meat, not bothering to give him the grace of expensive sheets and soft mattress under his rigid, straining thighs.

She was grinning.

A little psychotic, a little mischievous, a lot sexy.

She slashed down his sides, tearing airless gasp leaking out of his throat that morphed into an obscene moan as her hands hit the bench, the forward position allowing her to put more force in her fucking. Her torn-up band tee hanging down, breasts still covered in a black satin bra underneath, not even giving him a view for his unfocused eyes to lock on, the chain on her skirt jangling, smacking him and her, her juicy thighs squeezing his hard ones.

“Choke him harder, Yoongi,” she hissed, licking her teeth, open-mouthed smirk right in his face.

The pale hand around his neck took more blood away.

He craved the taste of pain and he knew it.

I like this altered face of mine.

Lightheaded and suspended in air, pleasure and pain flaring up his stomach, into his burning lungs, snaking around what was left of his heart that was full of scars from someone else, from another time where Jungkook believed in love, but love only gave him stress and pain, so now he gouged it out with blackout lust.

I like this me.

Higher and higher, less and less air, seconds like hours, ropes cutting into his skin, her slick, sweet-smelling cum dripping down between his tense legs, staring into Yoongi’s dark eyes that only grew darker in the shadows, his hyung bringing his face close to Jungkook’s panting-open mouth, that low whisper a command not to be defied.

“Cum.”

I like being bad.

Yoongi dug his fingers into Jungkook’s hair and pulled back hard.

It all crashed down, choked wail tearing out of him, his back arching to the extreme, stinging hurt from his head shooting down to meet pain crisscrossed over his chest, down to meet searing throbs of ecstasy and tense, straining legs, his hips jerking up strongly and pumping his orgasm out in short fierce jolts, spilling into the condom and deep inside the woman in black.

Airless, bloodless, suspended in pleasure.

For a singular, isolated millisecond, Jeon Jungkook was in heaven.

Kill me, just kill me.

Yoongi released him.

Air punched into his lungs and Jungkook’s head snapped back, pathetic whine mixing with coughing, held up by Yoongi’s hand behind his head, the other now between his shoulder blades, the powerful pulsing of her pussy forcing blinding bliss to interrupt his pain, helplessly falling apart to her grinding hips, her satisfied sigh drifting over him, hot breath against his burning, clawed-up skin. Yoongi pushed Jungkook’s lolling head up since unable to do it himself, panting, struggling to breathe, his limbs like lead from the high of his orgasm, his vision focusing, finding what he was looking for.

Those eyes.

Right iris real, left iris fake white.

She leaned down and licked his heaving chest, leaking saliva all over his marked skin.

Jungkook moaned, leaning into it as Yoongi’s hand moved from his hair and onto his collarbone, sliding down, graceful fingers following the dripping spit, spreading the slippery saliva all over, tongue and touch tracing the red lines and circling his nipples, and Jungkook’s hips thrust up into her even though the condom needed to be replaced, but he didn’t care, he didn’t care anymore, he just didn’t care.

His hyung snickered at his reaction.

“So needy.”

That’s right. I need this.

Up his trembling neck, and then she grabbed his chin and spat into his mouth, slick liquid sliding down his tongue and into his throat, and he greedily swallowed it all with a wanton moan. This was not the future his naïve past self had dreamed of back then. He couldn’t even remember what he wanted. Now? Now he was tattooed, pierced, chained. Tied up, scratched up, all kinds of fucked-up and Jungkook never wanted it to stop, never wanted to be let go, never wanted it to end, his kind of forever now was this kind of never.

He killed him.

The old, good Jungkook killed, replaced by this new, bad him.

“You really have changed, Jeon Jungkook.”

He almost didn’t recognize that voice. That voice used to mean everything to him. Everything. Nervousness and tenderness, heart on his sleeve, precious smiles and laughs, then creeping doubts, uncertain nights, staring at himself, picking at his face, swallowing his heart and wagging his tail for something that was all shattering slowly before him, all make-believe, all in the name of love.

But love was a lie.

Jungkook turned his head slowly, his black hair shrouding part of his vision in this dim nightclub, staring down at the one he used to call love, darling, one and only.

How stupid he was.

I loved that lie.

He tilted his head.

“Who are you?” he said to his ex-girlfriend, hollow and dead.

But not anymore.

She scowled, clad in a tight rose-colored chiffon minidress and dainty nude stilettos, jerking her head up and down at his appearance. Turning up her nose at him. Disapproval all over her delicate, pretty features, tossing her long, curled hair over her shoulder as she took in his distressed black and white wide-striped sweater with zippers at the shoulders, tight black leather pants, and thick-soled, silver-studded boots.

His neck clinked, heavy and weighted by a black leather collar and silver chain leash.

“You look like a dirty, mangy dog,” she spat.

Those words used to hurt him. She would say that when his shirt was untucked or if his jeans were ripped. Little things that did not match up with the heavy disdain in her voice, sending him into a wave of rocketing panic as he immediately tried to correct himself, trying to be the person she wanted instead of himself.

Was I ever myself?

Now, Jungkook found that those words barely stung.

He didn’t have a heart to feel them anymore.

He stuck his hands in his pockets, the chain leash dangling in front of him, leather handle hitting his thigh.

“And you look like the fuckin’ whore you always were,” Jungkook replied, slow and bored.

The old him wouldn’t have said something so cruel. The old him would have cared about her feelings, even though she hurt him countless times, knowing how fragile he was and dropping him over and over, leaving him to pick up the pieces, blaming himself every single time, believing it was him that lacked the understanding, believing that she must be right because she loved him, believing in the lie that was I love you, but there was a lie in believe, and Jungkook knew that now.

Her face contorted, painting dishonest injury over her scorning expression.

“How could you say something like that, Jungkook?” she pleaded, wretched with crocodile tears. “I came all the way to the city to find you and tell you I still love you.”

He had believed it every single time, back then, but that was the past.

“Come home.”

Her pretty hand outstretched, pampered and polished.

“I love you. We can make it right.”

Honeyed words that reeked of sewage.

He raised an eyebrow, narrowing his eyes.

I’m free now.

“Find another dirty, mangy dog to wag their tail at you,” Jungkook growled, the expansion of his neck from his deepening voice hitting the sides of the collar, causing the attached chain to clink and sway by his hips. “You’re uglier than I remember.”

The façade dissipated and she stared at him, enthralled, glassy eyes glittering with grotesque lust.

“I would have kept you if I knew you were going to get hot and sexy,” she breathed. She chuckled, a hideous smirk eating at her face, looking him up and down, unabashed, an object in her eyes. “Who paid for your body tonight? I’ll double it.”

She winked.

“For old time’s sake and charity.”

He let himself feel the anger. Relish in it. Become it. Harness it.

“Even if I was a prostitute,” he snarled, raising his chin. “No amount of money could convince me to touch your parasitic, STI-infested, flat ass.”

He could see the anger was rising now, but she was pushing it down, plastering a fake, sick smile to her face as her shoulders tensed, taking a step towards him, pulling herself to her full height, forcing out pitched laughing to mask her rage at his dismissal. Hilariously, it seemed to be the last adjective that pissed her off the most.

“Come on now, Jungkook,” she cooed, disgusting, prancing her fingers in the air. “Of course, we’re just joking.”

“I’m not joking,” he retorted. “I mean every word.”

Her expression cracked, fury leaking through.

“Tch, I don’t even know why I bother talking to you,” she snapped, clenching her jaw. “You’re thick-skulled and useless. There was never anything good about you except using your dick, and even that I found better replacements. But since you’re so pathetic,” she chuckled darkly, eyeing the hanging leash by his hips. “I don’t need your permission to remind you I’m the best pussy you’ll ever have.”

Her hand shot out.

Jungkook yanked his hands out of his pockets, but he was too late.

Another hand shot between them, snatching the handle of the chain leash next to Jungkook’s crotch. It twisted and slapped the back of his ex’s hand with the leather strap, so hard that the sound cracked through the loud music and drunken conversation.

“Ow!”

The screech of pain was so loud that the club fell silent.

“Get your dirty, mangy hands off my precious pet.”

A gruff growl, the sharpened tone of a predator.

The woman in black.

Leather jacket, too many zippers. Underneath, a bra with a mesh shirt over it. Shockingly short skirt adorned with hanging silver chains. Shredded tights and knee-high boots with a tall platform and high heel, causing her to tower over the other woman. Usually, she had a smirk or a grin. Demonic, but pleasing in its own way.

Not now.

His ex-girlfriend clutched her hand, gawking at the ice-cold gaze of one real iris, one white contact.

“You– You bitch!”

All of a sudden, Jungkook felt his contained irritation morph and burst into white-hot wrath. He did not care much about himself, but to say something so careless… he didn’t care if she was a girl. He didn’t care if he used to say I love you to her. He didn’t care that being the bigger person meant that he should back up and walk away.

Jungkook wanted to ram his knee into his ex-girlfriend’s face until she was completely unrecognizable.

Before he could do so, the woman in black sucked in her cheek with a loud popping sound, head cocked as she scrutinized the other woman. “Yeah, so? I’m a bitch. Congratulations, you got eyes,” she sneered, her voice getting deeper, slipping into her satoori.

His ex-girlfriend snapped her head at him, glaring, but Jungkook could see it in her wide eyes.

Fear.

He felt the anger bleed down, feeling a strange sort of satisfaction at seeing that fear.

“Yah, Jeon Jungkook! What’s this? You need a girl to protect you now because you’re so weak and pathetic? You’re even more pitiful than I thou–”

Another crack blasted through the stilled air of the nightclub.

His ex-girlfriend screamed, cowering back.

The woman in black rolled her eyes. “Wow, what a damn baby. All I did was hit my own hand and you’re the one cryin’ over nothin’,” she mocked, lightly tapping the leather handle in her palm. “Look here, you’re noisy and frankly quite hideous even though your parents worked so hard to make you pretty on the outside,” she grunted, shaking her head. “Guess if you’re full of shit, it comes outta your ass and mouth, huh?”

Jungkook knew he shouldn’t be amused at the dumbstruck look on his ex’s face, but he was already smirking.

“Get out. Your spoiled ass doesn’t belong here,” the woman in black hissed.

Strangely, his ex-girlfriend seemed to compose herself, gritting her teeth and backing up. Straightened her skirt and put on her crocodile sniffles, glaring accusingly, pointing to her now reddened hand. “I’ll have you arrested for assault, you slut!”

With a barking laugh, the woman in black doubled over. “Hahahaha, yeah?” Hands on her chest, pushing the mesh shirt into her cleavage. “But if I’m such a slut, I’ve probably slurped every policeman’s dick in this city. The handcuffs are just a kinky touch now,” she snickered, ticking her head like a curious weasel, vicious grin widening. “Come on, if you have a plan, you have to do better than that.”

But there was something wrong, because the woman in the rose-pink dress was not backing down, deadly glee overtaking her expression.

“Watch–” Jungkook started, but the leash was suddenly dropped.

“You thought I came alone, didn’t you?” his ex-girlfriend sniggered. She waved her hand and several men slipped out of the crowd to stand behind her. Chiseled jaws, one-size-too-small polo shirts, pressed khakis. “As if.”

Man, this girl is fuckin’ stupid.

Jungkook glanced at the woman in black.

She was not afraid.

“Ho.” A low chuckle, looking at each of those pampered faces. “You that good?”

He could see the slow, demonic grin forming on her lips now.

A little psychotic, a little mischievous, a lot sexy.

Jungkook didn’t bother to move. There were five guys and his one pathetic ex-girlfriend that was moving behind them, all versus the woman in black who was removing her leather jacket, tossing it behind her. He caught it, carefully folding it in his hands.

One real iris, one white iris, all danger.

Raised her hand, beckoning them forward.

“Come at me,” she growled, low and treacherous. “Bring it on.”

His ex-girlfriend glared at him, grisly triumph twisting her facial features. “Last chance to save your monster girlfriend,” she jeered.

He shrugged, the chain leash swinging. Then he raised his chin, bouncing it once, ticking his head from side to side.

“Hm, maybe look around you first before you do something stupid.”

And now, now they finally looked around, finally realizing the club was dead silent, because every single face was turned towards the outsiders. Leather, vinyl, mesh, too much makeup and too many tattoos, pale faces edged in black, watching, even the bartender clutching a beer bottle and the band on tables, holding their instruments, squinting down at these idiots that thought it was a good idea to harass the Boss, not only the owner of the music studio the band rented, but also a constant financial supporter of the night club they were standing in.

The woman in black looked exasperated, rolling her eyes.

“You serious? Are you gonna let me beat up at least one of them?” She pointed at one of the primly dressed men, waving her finger around. “Come on, his nose already looks broken. If I break it again, insurance will cover it instead of him paying out-of-pocket!”

“Come on, Boss. Your dad is gonna be sad if you get hurt,” the bassist of the band chuckled, jumping down.

“Papa can go cry into his gambling money and nurse his sugar babies,” she growled irritably, taking a step forward. “Fuck ya’ll. Imma get at least one punch in for fun.”

Shing!

She jerked back, the gleam of a silver sword reflecting off her eyes.

“Can’t let you do that,” said a deep, raspy voice.

Her head turned, facing cold, cat-like eyes.

“Yoongi.”

Min Yoongi smirked, open-mouthed and pleased. Tongue between his teeth. Long black hair framing his cheekbones, pale skin glowing in the overhead lights. He purred her name back, tilting the traditional sword to reflect off her full lips.

“Lookin�� kissable tonight, Boss.”

The tips of her cheekbones flushed pink at his hyung’s comment.

There was a flurry of noise and the six outsides took that awkward moment to vacate, pushing through the crowd and out the door. Of course, they did. The whole club was grabbing every blunt weapon available and then some crazy guy shows up with a sword out of all things? Jungkook would have bounced the second they were distracted too.

“I always wanted to do that,” Yoongi chuckled, sheathing the sword.

“What are you?” she cackled, shoving him in the chest playfully, making everyone laugh. “Some kinda historical drama protagonist? You nicked the damn sword behind the bar and started waving it around left and right! What if you lopped off someone’s head?”

Yoongi scoffed, placing the black traditional sword gently onto the bar top where the bartender sighed in relief, shaking his head at them. “Come on. I told you I did some sword dancing at university. I know how to handle a sword. It’s not even sharp.”

She slapped her hand down on Yoongi’s shoulder, turning him around.

“Come here.”

Angling her head, pushing Yoongi against the bar, lips to lips in a fiery kiss, raspy chuckle between them, her body fitting against his, practically bending his back over the bar.

“Aw, Boss, not on the bar! Get outta here with that shit!”

The bartender was shooing them away and she detached from Yoongi’s face, grinning, a little psychotic, a little mischievous, a lot sexy, grabbing Yoongi by the collar of his shirt and slipping her hand in the leather strap that Jungkook held out, tightly grasping it, dragging them both along, insane laughter tumbling from her lips.

He thought it would bother him, seeing the one he used to call love.

Strangely, it didn’t.

Probably because he killed that good boy wagging his tail, ditching those hopes that his love could change unfaithful hearts, because the only thing worse than a dumb bitch was the one that believed in her lies.

Jungkook felt the leather collar snap into the sides of his neck and felt himself smile, following the call of the chain.

It felt so good.

It felt so good being bad.

“Tighter.”

Min Yoongi stared into those large, dark brown orbs, glassy and fucked out. Tattooed arm extended, hand turning at his command, winding the silver chain around the leather strap and pulling hard, the sides of the thick black leather collar pressing into Yoongi’s neck.

He mirrored Jeon Jungkook’s movement.

Yoongi watched the younger man’s face shadow with pleasure, the slurping sound under them getting louder, messier. He let his hips roll forward, fuck, the tight wet heat all around him, looking down to watch Jungkook’s cock getting swallowed with some effort. Her hand around the base, rubbing the balls with her slippery palm. Yoongi thrust harder, slightly bent forward from Jungkook’s strong grip, feeling the tendrils of lightheadedness creep up his head, his cock getting even harder, twitching inside her at the anticipation.

Guess there as a reason for the length of these chain leashes after all.

Yoongi lifted his head again, licking his lips, watching Jungkook.

It was such a beautiful, exquisite descent into madness.

He snapped his hand up and Jungkook’s head tipped back, leather collar squeezing the sides of the younger male’s neck, his sweaty black hair flying, wanton moan dripping from his shapely lips, the tiny mole exposed under a trembling mouth. The silver lip ring glinted in the bedroom lights, wayward pink tongue caressing it.

He knows how to look pretty.

Yoongi smirked as Jungkook noticed him watching.

The eye contact was held for way too long but they were also choking each other and fucking the same woman between them, so it was hard to tell how much was too much.

There was a loud slurp and lips smacking against sensitive skin, visible shiver overtaking Jungkook’s broad frame, gasping as she lifted herself, string of spit snapping, halfway crawling up the younger man’s chest, laughing hoarsely.

“You’re gonna make me choke on his dick, Yoongi.”

“Good,” he hissed out, snapping his hips into her soft ass and making it bounce.

He could hear the rapid sound of hand on wet cock, could see it all over Jungkook’s face, overcome by pleasure and pressurized by speed, his head falling back, choking himself more, shoulders and chest flexed from tenseness, struggling to hold his torso up, and it must have been difficult, the pace of that tight and unforgiving hand matching the tight and unforgiving walls that wrapped around him, squeezing his stiff, throbbing length, harder, trying to make her lose grip, but she planted her hand onto that muscular chest and pushed back against Yoongi, forcing him deeper inside.

Fuck.

Jungkook pulled harder.

Fuck!

The younger man’s lips curved into a roguish smirk.

What happened to the good boy?

Yoongi clenched his teeth and yanked hard.

He must have gone bad.

“Cum for me, Jungkook,” Yoongi heard himself whisper, smokey and thin in his ears, using the last of his breath. Those brown eyes widened, surprised to hear it from him and not, well, the one furiously jacking his dick.

Closer.

Yoongi grinned, maybe a little psychotic.

Closer.

There.

“Fuck!”

And he had no idea who said it, him, Jungkook, her, maybe all three, but then it was a mess, white dripping down the back of her hand and splattering onto Jungkook’s lower belly, her pitching forward and clutching the younger man’s shoulder, wildly moaning into his flexed, hard chest, then the sudden clenching pulse around his twitching cock, and he was gone too, strong jolts filling up the condom, bent over her back, the sudden rush of oxygen knocking the wind out of him, his arm going slack, his hand letting go of leather and metal.

He heard Jungkook gasp, his arms giving out and falling onto the bed with a hard fwump!

Her hand on Jungkook’s shoulder immediately slid down onto the bed, her elbow locking, and she held herself up, anchoring Yoongi in place. His chain leash draped over her shoulder, hanging in the air, already released in Jungkook’s euphoria. She laughed huskily, just a touch of deviousness, slowly rubbing her cum-covered hand all over Jungkook’s spent cock.

Whines and whimpers echoed in the room, the younger man squirming under them, but there were no weak pleas, no refusal, no desire to stop, only those glassy brown orbs opening, begging to be broken, more, just break me.

She leaned down, hot breath against Jungkook’s shaking lips.

“Good boy.”

Snickered, sweetly sinister.

“Just kidding.”

Her agile tongue slid out and licked Jungkook’s cheek, making him break out into a mischievous grin.

“You’re not a good boy anymore, thanks to me.”

con't burned

far to go. drabble series

01 opening sequence — myg 03 trust fund baby — ksj 04 lonely boy (the tattoo on my ring finger) — kth, ft pjm 05 thursday’s child has far to go — knj, ft jhs 02 good boy gone bad — jjk, ft myg (collar!AU)

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amariss-613 · 2 years ago

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재등장, bts | scene 08: skit: so how have you been?

{resurfaced, bts}

summary: the biggest group in the world has their scandal resurface as the former female member the world thought was done become the best new artist of the year at the grammys.

face claim: yeri of red velvet

original is on archive of our own: amariss_0613, and wattpad: amariss_amaryllis, just decided to publish it on here~

this story mentions non-consensual things and includes some mentions of drugs, depression, and sasaengs.

. . .

scene 08: skit: so, how have you been?

chapter summary: "i saw what happened with taehyung yesterday." i muttered. seeing seokjin's face reflect what i feared, i regretted saying a thing about yesterday.

bold w/ italic- english

normal- korean

playing: lonely boy | txt

minisode 2: thursday's child | 2022

|y/n's pov|

"ah, it looks like your all gathered already." a familiar voice brought me and the boys all out of our trans. The voice belonged to my choreographer, which i totally forgot was also here. jimin and yoongi quickly stood up, noticing my presence, while jungkook and namjoon also made their way to where the rest of the boys were standing. although they all looked tense and were staring at me, taehyung and i were having a staring contest, but i looked away before i could feel the lump in my throat form.

i made my way next to my choreographer, dragging kwan with me since our arms were still linked, standing right across from the boys, specifically seokjin. his eyes... i couldn't tell what they were holding, was it disgust? sadness? or anger..?

"hello, it's nice to meet you. i'm y/n, i hope we work well together." i introduced myself, letting go of kwan before bowing out of respect and since we were in public.

"yes, it's nice to meet you, y/n. i'm the leader, rm, and we are bts. i hope we also work well together today." namjoon greeted smoothly, putting his hand out for a handshake, which i took. i could see that most of the boys were pulling their gaze from me to kwan.

"and you two are?" he directed to kwan and the choreographer, "i'm kwan, y/n's bodyguard. it's nice to meet you all." kwan responded, going up to all of the members and shaking their hands. "i'm y/n's choreographer, it's an honor to be working with you," he responded, also shaking each members hands.

for the first hour and a half, it was tense, awkward, and emotional. i felt like how i felt that night when everything changed. we made small interactions with each other, like where to stand and what they were going to be doing for the mini skit.

"so y/n is going to be sitting with you a few minutes before her stage starts, so just act calm and normal. when the music starts, y/n will be sitting, then bts can start taking pictures, acting like paparazzi. when the light hits her, they all stop, and then just sit, and you're finished! y/n knows what to do after." the choreographer explained as we acted it out.

"will we be given props for the paparazzi part?" yoongi asked, standing from kneeling on the floor. "oh yes, we will provide phones that are used for similar scenarios."

kwan was seated away from us, towards the side where some other staff was, but would sneak glances at me to make sure i wasn't having a panic attack or anything. i made my way toward him as soon as we finished our 3rd rehearsal, including my actual performance. "are you doing okay?" i asked, knowing that he was probably getting bored from sitting down for almost an hour and a half straight. "i'm good, but are you okay? you look pale." he wasn't wrong, i felt worn out, not physically, but mentally. "yeah, just thinking about a lot. we're gonna do one more go and then we're done." i sighed, turning back around to the ledge of the stage and taking a quick break.

|jimin's pov| after we had got done with our third rehearsal, we took a break. y/n seemed to be spacing out, she made her way to kwan as me and the members huddled up.

"so, what do you think she's thinking about? she keeps spacing out." yoongi was the first to speak as we snook glances at her and kwan having a conversation. "she's probably freaking out and doesn't know what to do." i said, seeing y/n make her way to the ledge of the stage. "taehyung, you doing okay? you haven't said anything since before y/n came." jin asked taehyung, i moved next to him and wrapped my arm around his neck. "cheer up tae, i know it's hard but we'll be gone and getting ready for the show before you know it." i smiled, trying to ease up his emotions. it was uncomfortable for all of us, how were we going to make conversation with her if she hasn't even tried to talk to us?

"i'm gonna go and try to talk to her." jin announced, while we all looked at him like deers in front of headlights. "uh, i don't think that's a good idea, she looks like she needs space right now." hobi said, still staring at y/n. seokjin didn't even try to listen as he walked up to y/n and asked her something. She shook her head, before watching him sit down next to her. "he better not pull out his dad jokes." jungkook groaned, rolling his eyes. "i swear you better not jinx it." namjoon sighed, looking away from the two.

|y/n pov|

"mind if i join you?" a voice asked, i turned around and saw seokjin pointing next to me. "o-oh, no, go ahead," i spoke, staring at him taking his spot next to me. an awkward feeling was floating in the air before i said something. "i-" i hesitated, should i say something about yesterday? "i saw what happened with taehyung yesterday." i muttered. seeing seokjin's face reflect what i feared, i regretted saying a thing about yesterday. "oh. you saw that?" he murmured, and i nodded. "seeing you yesterday did a lot to him last night, but he's okay for now." i didn't know how to respond to that.

'oh yeah..., sorry about that! i didn't really know what else to expect!'

that would be the worst response ever.

"i'm sorry." i whispered, attempting to hold myself together in front of seokjin. "i should be sorry, we all should be sorry, it was our fault all that happened to you." "to be honest, i forgave you all that moment i stepped on the plane to america all those years ago." i smiled, running my hands through my hair. seokjin looked up at me before smiling. "the other members also wanted to talk to you." as if they had planned it, the rest of the guys appeared, walking towards the both of us.

"well, it's nice to see you smiling again!" hobi cheered, wrapping an arm around jungkook who was sulking. "i really thought you hated us!" he cried. "congrats on the nomination y/n, you deserve it." yoongi smiled, who i smiled back too, "thank you, congrats on your guys' nomination too, you all deserve it way more than i do." i said. "i and joon listened to your whole album! it was great!" jimin said and namjoon agreed, "it should have also been nominated for album of the year."

"thank you so much you guys, it means a lot to me." i thanked them, hoping that taehyung would just maybe say something to me, but what would he even say to someone like me who had destroyed him the most?

"so, that guy, kwan, is your bodyguard? he looks even bigger than jungkook and joon!" jin laughed, pointing out kwan, who was staring at us. "he looks young though, how old is he?" jimin asked, staring at him. "you'd be surprised, he's turning 23 this year."

"WHAT!?!" all but yoongi and taehyung shrieked, yet you could see their shocked faces.

"he was 21 when i joined my company." i quietly giggled, "shit, he's young, most koreans look young, so i thought he was older." jungkook assumed, "he's like a little brother to me," i admitted, noticing that some of the members let out a sigh.

"how's hwi? is he still practicing to become an idol?" yoongi questioned me about my little brother, as they were close.

"hwi's doing good, we're actually in the same company. he and his group are debuting soon." i revealed, knowing most of their reactions. "damn, he hasn't even turned 18 yet and he's already debuting soon. he's still so young!" jin complained, "companies are getting braver and braver." "that reminds me of the 95's.." hoseok laughed.

. . .

seeing all of the members chatting comfortably in front of me, didn't feel right... i felt sick, like i couldn't just accept their kindness. i need more time, more time to accept myself, not them.

. . .

they noticed my quiet state and started to quiet down themselves.

"hey, we're sorry for just coming over here and talking freely, we can leave if you want us to-" joon sympathized, but i spoke before my brain could even process what i was going to say.

"no! no... it's not any of you at all. it's me, i don't know if i can just accept your kindness. i need time to heal and understand that it might not have been my fault-"

as if he could hear my thoughts, taehyung spoke for the first time since before i arrived,

"if... if that's what you want, it's okay. as much as you think you ruined our lives, we did much worse to you and your health. you can take as long as you want."

. . .

'could i just fall in love with him all over again?'

. . .

"t-thank you, thank you so much..."

. . .

this is probably my favorite chapter I've ever written for this book, but I feel like I'll love future chapters even more! glad y/n doesn't hold anything against the members and decided that she needs time to understand and accept herself still.

#bts poly #bangtan #bts x reader #kpop

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ggukkiedae · 4 years ago

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Yoonmi’s Hybe Adventures

someone save this child from the gigantic maze called the hybe building bc she only knows like four places there aksjfh

“Where is my studio?”

Yoonmi dragged her luggage bag with some of the items she’d be storing in her studio behind her. It was quite the sight considering it looked like she could fit inside that luggage with space to spare. It was her first time visiting the new building, so she still didn’t know her way around. Maybe she should have waited for Namjoon.

“Oh!” A familiar figure appeared as she turned the corner. “Samchon! Hyunnie samchon!”

She approached the elder with a smile. He opened his free arm for a hug, which she obliged. He ruffled her hair a little before letting go of her.

“You lost, maknae?”

The nickname made her smile. Despite her not being the youngest in the company anymore, Lee Hyun never stopped calling her maknae.

“A little, yeah. I have no idea where my studio is.”

“Neither do I.”

Yoonmi perked up. “I saw your studio! It’s back dow this hall then turn right.”

“Well aren’t you lucky?” The elder pinched her cheek. “Yours is at the other end of this hallway near the other Bangtan kids’ studios.”

She glanced down the hall and indeed saw the sign that she had outside her previous studio hanging on a wall beside a door. She thanked Lee Hyun and began to make her way there.

“As soon as I finish here, I’ll pick you up, okay?” The elder’s voice carried after her. “Let’s have dinner in the cafeteria!”

“Okay!”

“Yoongi oppa, can you come over to my studio for a bit— Oh, hi Gyu!”

“Aigoo, Yoonmi-ah,” Beomgyu laughed at her and gestured for her to come in. “Do you still not know your way around?”

She rolled her eyes at him as she sat beside him. “I saw your live with Soobin oppa. You don’t know your way around either.”

Beomgyu pretended to throw a tantrum at her which made her laugh. He turned away and crossed his arms before turning all his attention back to his live and ignoring her.

“Are you really doing this right now?” Her laughter was loud. “You started it!”

“But you continued it!”

“Oh my god.”

The two ended up laughing at each other. She apologized quickly to the live for them having to witness the two 01 liners. Beomgyu then decided to read out some questions that MOAs were asking Yoonmi until he eventually just left her to it. She leaned forward a little and laughed when she saw the comments rushing by.

“All they’re asking me is if I’m helping work on your next album!”

“To be fair,” Beomgyu shrugged, “you did work on all our albums. And most of the songs on Minisode.”

“Well, I’m under an NDA regarding anything involving production in this company, so I can’t say anything.”

“You guys heard her.”

A knock on the door caught their attention. The two kids looked towards the door which opened to reveal Yoongi. He smiled at them.

“Heard you were looking for me, Princess.”

She stood and gave Yoongi a hug. “How’d you know I was here?”

“Beomgyu texted.”

Yoongi’s words made Yoonmi turn to Beomgyu who laughed.

“I thought you’d need help getting back,” he reasoned.

She scrunched her nose at him but laughed anyway. “When you’re done, wanna come hear what I’m working on?”

“Of course he does,” Yoongi chuckled. “You’re his bias!”

“Hyung!”

But just like that, Yoonmi and Beomgyu said bye while Beomgyu ended the live, and they followed Yoongi back to Yoonmi’s studio.

It was not a good day for Yoonmi. All she wanted to do was go to the Bangtan dance studio and brush up on her skills, but she forgot what floor she was on. Cautiously, she entered the room to see people dancing. But they weren’t her members.

She turned to the side, hitting her head on the wall. “I give up!”

“You lost again, Yoonmi?” Minhyun asked her with a chuckle.

“Maybe just a little.”

Jonghyun came over and gave her a smile. “How about I take you back to your floor?”

She gave him a sheepish smile, guilty that she had disrupted their practice. Minhyun saw this and patted her head.

“Lighten up,” he told her, “I assure you you’re not at fault here. It’s a big building, and we all lose our bearings here.”

“We needed the break anyway!” Minki’s voice called from where the other members were drinking water. She laughed at that.

Honestly, of all the groups she could walk in on, she was grateful it was Nu’est. She wasn’t really close to most of the Seventeen members, and she didn’t want to trouble the Gfriend girls who often got as lost as she did. The TXT kids probably would have teased her, and Enhypen look up to her, so that would be embarrassing. Nu’est, however, were her friends, and they were very caring. They also had the least amount of members to witness her struggle.

“How about this,” she began, “how about we all go for lunch in the cafeteria then I can just go with you guys back down until I reach my floor, which I’m pretty sure is closer to the cafeteria than yours.”

Jonghyun laughed. “You’re making this less embarrassing for you, huh?”

“Is it that obvious?”

The Nu’est boys laughed, but relented. Who were they to deny the original princess of the company?

#yoonmi.misc #bts 8th member #bts female member #bts female addition #miya #yoonmi #kim yoonmi

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missduplicities · 3 years ago

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Masterpost

For easier navigation.

Chapter 1: Eunha

Chapter 2: Mr. Min

Chapter 3: Drunk mistakes

Chapter 4: Ji-Eun

Chapter 5: Little Yoongi

Minisode 1: Bring the dog

Chapter 6: The Best Chicken in Town

Chapter 7: Jimin's favorite style

Chapter 8: Playing Footsie

Post: Jung Hoseok has started following you

Chapter 9: Not your typical brunch date

Chapter 10: Enough spontaneity for a day

Chapter 11: Hoseok's offer

Chapter 12: Special treatments

Chapter 13: Giving in

Chapter 14: The Assistant and The Dancer

Chapter 15: Rainy afternoon

Post: A real Min Yoongi on Camera

Chapter 16: She Plays Bass

Chapter 17: Dumplings for Four

Chapter 18: The bigger person

Chapter 19: Park Seonsaengnim

Chapter 20: Cherry Blossoms

Chapter 21: At the Supermarket

Chapter 22: Coffeeshop Confessions

Post: Happy birthday, Min Yoongi!

Chapter 23: Yoongi’s Birthday (pt. 1)

Chapter 23: Yoongi’s Birthday (pt. 2)

Post: "Love you, hyung!"

Post: Important thread

Chapter 23: Yoongi’s Birthday (pt. 3)

Post: Don't be late

Chapter 23: Yoongi's Birthday (pt.4)

Chapter 23: Yoongi's Birthday (pt. 5)

Chapter 23: Yoongi's birthday (pt.6)

Post: Pictures of the night, by Kim Taehyung

Chapter 24: The Morning After

Chapter 25: The Week After

Chapter 26: He dyed his hair

Chapter 27: Gravitational singularity

Post: Hi:)

Minisode: The Call

Post: they dyed their hair

Chapter 28: Flames and Shadows

Chapter 29: Pad Thai

Chapter 30: Train to Busan (pt. 1)

Chapter 30: Train to Busan (pt. 2)

Chapter 30: Train to Busan (pt. 3)

Post: No sleep

Post: HopeStudio's newest duo

Post: Choi Sooah is crying

Post: Midori's hair

Post: Get some sleep noona!

Post: The kids are in love

Post: What’s the name of the 🌱?

Chapter 31: After Busan

Chapter 32: Can Sooah come out to play?

Post: why are you so small!��

Post: Eunha's protection squad

Chapter 33: Sunflower

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sunoo-luvs · 4 years ago

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P and Q! <3

P: Your favorite photoshoot?

my two ultimate fav photoshoots are bts - dynamite concept photos & txt - minisode: blue hour R version i mean CROP TOPS

Q: A quality your bias shows that you absolutely love?

its the way they smile, smiles are my weakest point. talking about my biases jeongin, soobin, yoongi & sunoo have such cute & heartwarming smiles 🥺🥺

#zaara's asks #my eggie family💞#spookybias

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ficclique · 5 years ago

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Fic Clique hosts choices for our top fics of the decade - as featured in our Minisode from Jan 3rd.

Brenna’s choices:

Honorable Mentions:

Worldwide Lonesome by loindexter (BTS)

2018, 39k, Yoongi/Jin

The biggest gut-punch I’ve ever felt from a character confession. The Jin of this fic has stuck with me every day since reading it. This fic examines sexuality in a way that made me feel seen & I love that.

Timeshare by Astolat (HP)

2016, 14k, Draco/Harry

This is sort of a stand-in for all of astolat’s drarry fic, which as a bundle are one of my top fics for the decade. They are fics that feel like instant-classics and the variety of characterizations, stories and tropes helped establish astolat as perhaps my all time favorite fic author. Timeshare won out above the others because it’s one of the fics that helped us decide to do this podcast! Thank you Timeshare!

Top 5 picks:

The Student Prince, by Fayjay (Merlin)

2010, 145k, Merlin/Arthur

A fic that has defined fanfiction for me. Perhaps the fic that first convinced me to love fanfiction. Something I keep coming back to and have reread numerous times. Funny, heartfelt, just different enough from the canon versions of characters. Perhaps the only University AU I will ever fully love.

The Love Song of the North American Douchebag, by Gyzym (Star Trek RPF)

2013, 25k, Chris/Zach

If you want to hear me (and my lovely co-hosts) discuss this fic in depth, then I recommend listening to Episode 6! However, one of our listeners also submitted this as a top fic of the decade, so I’m going to add what the lovely Scout said:

“JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, I HOPE I CAN SWEAR. I'm not even in this fandom. The world building is just THAT good. It's one of my highlights *because* of its power to draw me in as a standalone. So much fucking talent in the transformative work community. The banter, characterization, sardonic-ness of this – international impact baby!”

Not Easily Conquered (series), by dropdeaddream & whatarefears (MCU)

2015, 117k, Steve/Bucky

An incredibly, precise, gut-wrenching trilogy. Each part is astounding both together and apart. A devastating exploration of love and dedication. One of those fics that created a Fandom Moment. I sobbed through the entirety of part 2 when I first read it. Womb to tomb, sweetheart.

Azoth by zeitgeistic (HP)

2013, 88k, Draco/Harry

A stunning exploration of magic beyond JKR’s universe. A timeless coming together of two characters. A frankly genius use of a plot device (and something as simple as a school project) to foster an incredibly touching and meaningful relationship, one in which they are not able to find what they need to complete their task until they find what they need in each other. ALCHEMY BABY!

Honeysuckle Arch by junkshopdisco (1d)

2015, 46k, Niall/Harry

Perhaps the most I’ve ever related to a character in fic. The Niall of this fic lives in my heart, and I feel like reading him helps me understand myself, and everytime I come back to it I understand him better too. It’s a touching portrayal of a character coming to terms with their sexuality in a way that feels completely grounded and who is surrounded by characters who love them, even if they don’t always know how to show it.

Nicole’s choices:

Honorable Mentions:

Protostellar by ninamondays

bts, 64k, pub 2019, Namjoon/Jungkook & Taehyung/Jimin

Space, cryogenics, fate, reincarnation, class struggles, revolution, climate change, character death. Having hope is punk rock. Processing grief is a slow and ugly process. [deep breath] Have I ever felt so profoundly touched by a fic while I was reading it?

the other thing by cornfields

hockey rpf, 16k, pub 2015, Jamie/Tyler

An absolutely unflinching look at personal accountability and internalized homophobia. What happens when your self-hatred has collateral damage? It’s about healing but it’ll fucking hurt first. Bleached out vibes. Makes texas feel very big, and the world feel very, very small. A story I’d only trust a fic author to tell.

Top 5 picks:

Murmuration by fringecity (indiachick)

bts, 167k, pub 2018, Yoongi/Jimin/Taehyung

Film noir/murder mystery meets gritty sci fi and superpowers. Everyone is morally gray. You Will sob about Kim Taehyung. A masterclass in plot. Felt like a trilogy all wrapped tightly into one fic. A kaleidoscope. An unfurling. This fic mesmerizes.

The River and the Deep Green Bend by liquidmeasure

1d, 70k, pub 2016, Harry/Niall

Dark tower au, but only technically. Makes me want to believe in the multiverse. An arid western, a sideways coming of age story, an elegy. The first time I’ve ever cried because an ending was perfect.

the undiscovered country by indigostohelit

hamlet, 56k, pub 2014, Hamlet/Horatio

What else can I say about this fic. What else can I Fucking say.

(note: we discuss this fic at length during episode 5)

All Things Shining by Askance and standbyme

spn, 142k, pub 2013, Dean/Castiel & Sam/ofc

A story about miracles. Literary as hell, with long luxuriant scenes that never drag. Masterful characterization. The thing I wanted from spn fic—connection, plot, and a fic that not only can handle the lore of the show, but is willing to expand upon it.

Who Painted the Moon Black by throughthedark

1d, 95k, pub 2013, Louis/Harry

Hunger games crossover. Doesn’t just use the other fandom for setting, but entirely inhabits it. I had to stop partway through my reread because I knew I’d have nightmares, but this fic never stops hoping. Trauma is not an ending. This fic is certain of that the whole way through.

Reid’s Choices:

Honorable Mentions:

songs from the ash, by explosivesky, 2017

Critical Role, Percy/Vex, Keyleth/Vax, 54k, WIP (sort of)

rockstar/movie star AU

A fantastic example of how fic can just standalone as really good original fiction. A lovingly rendered, devastating and beautifully crafted portrait of four broken people doing their best to navigate through their lives and around one another.

delta, by sharpa, 2019

BTS, rapline ot3, 60k

What happens when you’re a public figure who gets unwillingly outed, and two people you used to love reach out to offer you sanctuary? You make Reid cry, that’s what.

Top 5 picks:

Salt on the Western Wind by Saras_Girl, 2013

Harry Potter, drarry, 60k

Immediately post war, bond

It represents a lot of what I was looking for when I started really getting into Drarry fic, which was an exploration of what canon wouldn’t give me. My favorite Drarry fics have always been the ones that let them dig into their shared trauma, and while this fic isn’t the heaviest one I’ve read, I think the fact that it’s set literally hours after the Battle of Hogwarts ends lends itself well to that concept. I couldn’t have a list of the decade without a Drarry fic, tbh.

The Great Sealand Takeover, by whalehuntingboyfriends, 2015

Roosterteeth/Achievement Hunter RPF, ot6 (gavin, michael, ray, geoff, ryan, jack), 365k

FAHC

When I think about fics that set the standard for a fandom, this is one of the first ones that comes to mind. This fic means a lot to me because it was my introduction to RPF, and in addition to its intricate plot and fandom-constructed lore, also was a take on poly relationships and found families in a way I had never experienced before, with themes of belonging and a love that transcends typical convention.

The Twice-Told Tale by arysteia, 2012

Marvel, steve/tony, 15k

This fic hits a sweet spot for me where it does have some of that 2012 tower-fic nostalgia, but I also think it holds up well in terms of what I (and fandom) find so fascinating about Tony, which is all this grief and trauma that he struggles so hard to process, and the way puts himself at the center of attention to obfuscate the fact that he keeps everyone at a long arm’s length.

There Was an Old Woman Who Lived in a Shoe, by Shoshanah-ben-hohim, 2015

Hockey, Sid/Geno, Canon Divergent, 77k

& the whole series, including There is a Field, I’ll Meet You There, Alex Galchenyuk/Olli Maata, 131k

When I think about this fic I want to scream from every rooftop I’ve ever been on “please read this fic”. The way it weaves together details to provide a level of grounding and realism in what sounds like the most absurd concept for a fic just floors me. The empathy and compassion and fear in this fic just gets at the most tender parts of my heart, and the fact that it’s ostensibly a ship fic, and yet Sid and Geno spend nearly the entire fic with no communication, but instead are just holding on to the innate truth that they know about one another to get them through this crazy endeavour they’re on elevates the entire fic for me.

what comes after, by poppyseedheart, 2018

Roosterteeth/Achievement Hunter RPF, mavinseg (gavin, meg, michael, lindsay), 36k

Dystopia/Spy AU

When I first read this fic, I finished it and I put it down and then I spent a few days feeling like I was just sort of wandering around in a haze because every single thought was consumed by this fic. In addition to its impeccable worldbuilding and the tone work that it does with its setting, I don’t know that I had ever resonated so deeply with fic characters before. Reading this felt like someone had pried my ribcage open one by one and revealed the softest, most tender parts of me and then went “I’m going to write something that targets this.” This fic is an ode to loss and love, to mourning something that you once had and then hesitantly and clumsily opening yourself up to building something new, and recognizing that, impossibly, that new thing you built can somehow be better than what you had before.

And I felt all of these things, I felt like my world had just been shattered by this new author I discovered… and then, somehow, I became her friend. Then through Nic I met Brenna, and now when I think about this fic I not only love it for being a work of art, but also for being representative of the thing that brought me to two of the most important people in my life, and that to me will always make it my favorite fic I’ve ever read.

#fic clique #fic recs #multifandom #minisode #fics of the decade

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persphonesorchid · 3 months ago

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Minisode: Yoongi

Notes: As you can see! I am not dead! I'm starting this blurb/drabble series thingy where I write 200 or 500 words for it and here's the first one at 200. Obviously I'm starting with my main bad bitch Yoongi 😩 it will be random, any member can pop up hehe. No taglist because it's just a blurb.

Check out my masterlist ^^

"want me to come over?" Yoongi asks softly, and there's silence on the line after, his question left floating on the waves. Long enough that he thinks you've finally fallen asleep, but then there's a near quiet breath he almost misses if not for the way it shuddered.

"It's 3am." You sound tired, and Yoongi bets you are. Exhausted, probably. The day hadn't been kind to you, and the night offered no respite. "It's okay."

Yoongi's already grabbing his keys, feet already out of his house slippers and into his outside ones. He's quiet with it. He holds the keys between his fingers so that they don't knock against the hard plastic of the little black cat. It dangles and sways and stares at him with mismatched eyes as Yoongi braces his palm against the wall to pull the strap of his sandal secure.

"It's not, you're crying." Yoongi reasons, phone tucked between his shoulder and his ear as he slides his arms through the sleeves of his jacket. He pockets his keys, curses softly at the loud beep of his door and he's down the hall to the elevator. "Do you need anything?"

"Just you."

"I'm on my way."

#minisode: Yoongi #persphonesorchid #yoongi #min yoongi #bts #bts x reader #bts fanfiction #blurb #yoongi x reader #yoongi fluff

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persphonesorchid · 4 years ago

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ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

↬ KEY: F - Fluff, A - Angst , M - smut, mature content.

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↬ Butterfly - Namjoon’s soulmark was so weird, it was supposed to be what matters most to your soulmate…But who in the hell likes butterflies so darn much?! [F , A ]

Part Of The Euphoria series

| Read HERE |

↬ Lover's Touch || Drabble|| - Namjoon is stressed - when is he never? And you, being the attentive girlfriend that you are, takes care of him the same way he would you. [F , A ]

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↬ Paper Planes || Drabble|| - Namjoon likes to think you'd both floated into this, floated downwards from a place where it was only him and only you. Meeting at some point to float down together, gently, like a drizzle. [F]

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↬ Orbiting Jupiter || NEW || - Namjoon has never met someone like you in a long time. Jupiter to his Ganymede; he's stuck in your orbit.��

| Teaser | Read HERE |

↬ Sugar & Spice - Seokjin was pretty certain nothing out of the ordinary was going to happen when he took his students to his beach house this summer. [F]

Part Of The Euphoria series

Teacher!Jin X Woc!Reader

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↬ Rings - All Jin knew was the ropes of a boxing ring, the pain of broken limbs. He grew up in this life, making a name for himself, the path that his father had carved out for him. He knew nothing of a gentle touch and soft whispers and a sweet girl who had no business around the likes of him. [F, A, M]

Boxer!Au

| Teaser | Read full fic HERE

↬ Cupid's On Holiday - You don't get it, you're a damn catch. Anyone would be lucky to have you. You're smart, you're tidy, hell you'd give up your own kidney to a homeless guy if he needed it that bad. So what the issue? Failed relationships, blind date after blind date, and now your friend's competitive archery teammate is telling you he's Cupid here to help you find your one true love. You're not that desperate. He could take those golden arrows and shove 'em.[F,A,M}

Part of the Catch Of The Century Collab

| Teaser | Read HERE

↳ Picking Peonies || Drabble ||: Roses are outdated and overused. Bloomingdales even more so. Drabble within the COH universe in which Seokjin never left. [F]

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↳ Tasting Jealousy || NEW ||: Seokjin is more than happy to accompany you to your company's New Year's Eve party, he's not happy however, that your co-worker is trying to flirt with you. The presence of this man brings up feelings Seokjin thought he left behind him. COH universe fic :) [F,A,M]

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↬ Hearing Voices - At the age of fifteen, every child gets their soulmark. Except, Yoongi didn’t get one, what he did get, was the voice of someone else in his head. [ A, F]

Part Of The Euphoria series

Radio Host!Yoongi X Reader

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↬ Mark Of The Arcane - Centuries before, in the times of the ancient Kings, a prophecy was heard. When the three kingdoms of Valerem fall to ruins, their savior would come in blinding starlight. Who is this savior, you may ask? None other than Min Yoongi, who was too busy being late to work to realize he definitely wasn’t on earth anymore.

Fantasy!AU

| Teaser | Character Index | Chapter Archive |

↬ Hierarchy - Requested by Anon: Saw you were looking for requests so I come nearing gifts!! I’d like to request an panther hybrid yoongi x bunny hybrid reader enemies to lovers college au!! yn goes to a uni where most of the students are preds, yoongi hates her for some reason despite her being really nice, ANGST PLEASE!! [A, F]

Hybrid!AU

| Teaser | Read HERE |

↬ Auburn Skies || Part of the Autumn Leaves Collab || Everyone knows that if your best friend has a little sister, she's off limits. That, and the fact that your best friend will probably kill you if you even think about going near his sister. Yoongi knows this. There's no way he could tell Namjoon that once upon a time you kissed him, drunk in his living room after a break up. So much time's passed since then, too much time to bring it up now, but Yoongi still thinks about it, he's still a little hopeful. Now you're here at the lake house because Namjoon brought you and you clearly have something you want to say to Yoongi.

Namjoon's gonna kill him. [F,A,M]

Best friend's sister au

| Teaser | Read HERE |

↬ New Beginnings || Drabble || - You get a new job, and Yoongi's there to make sure your day starts off on the right foot. [F]

| Read HERE |

↬ Hatin' On You - You absolutely loathe min yoongi, and honestly, you have no idea why - his vibe rubs you in all the wrong ways. When you and him suddenly find yourselves in a room with a shaman, things get ridiculously complicated. [F, A]

| Teaser | Read HERE |

↳ Lovin' On You || Hatin' on you sequel || - After what happened at the fair, Yoongi is plagued with a re-occurring nightmare of a life that was once his. For a reason that escapes him, he's held on to the Lover's card.

| Teaser | Read HERE |

↬ Fate's Doing; Hoseok loses his son on a hot summer day in Seoul and Fate sets her plan in motion.[A, F ]

Part Of The Euphoria series

One | Two | Three |

↬ Constellations Of You - A new chapter of Him and You begins. He’s waited a long time for this, for the mornings where he could wake next to you in a house you’d both made a home of. [F, M - 18+]

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↬Connotations Of Sin - At your lowest, you've been living on the streets for the past couple of months. When you decide to leave your only safe haven and find yourself lost in a mysterious fog, an angel stretches out a hand of mercy. Little do you know, black taints his once alabaster wings. [Fallen angel!au, F, M- 18+ A]

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↬ Two Steps || COMING SOON - summary to be changed || - You want to learn how to dance, and you heard that Hope World was the best place to do just that. You were expecting to go in, learn some steps and feel accomplished, not find that your soulmate was the very cute dance instructor. [ ]

Part of the Euphoria series

Dance Instructor!Jimin X Reader

Soulmate!AU

↬ Unveil || COMING SOON - summary to be changed || - Taehyung was way too busy to be bothered with going to some stupid college party. He doesn’t care just how much Jungkook begged. [ ]

Part of the Euphoria series

Artist!Taehyung X Reader

Soulmate!AU

↬ Sunset Muse || Drabble || - Taehyung just wants to take photos of you [F]

Read HERE

↬ Sativa || Drabble || - You and Tae get high with your friends

Read HERE

↬ Wonder Wall || COMING SOON || - Summer projects were a breeze. Well, it would have been, if Jungkook wasn’t paired with the girl that hates his guts. How crazy is it that she’s his soulmate, too?

Part of the Euphoria series

College Student!Jungkook X Reader

Soulmate!AU

↬ Red Carnations - Requested By Anon

Summary: Jungkook makes you watch a horror that scared you.

Roommates AU

| Read HERE |

↬ Backyard Boy - Jungkook loves you, he won't tell you now, but maybe someday. Right now, he's just gonna look after you.

Best Friends to ? AU

Read HERE

↬ Spring Crescent - It's just you, Jungkook, and spring time. [F]

Read HERE

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Timestamps: 12:00

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drabbles masterpost

☆ click here for main masterpost ☆ click here for ‘dionysus’ masterpost ☆ click here for thoughts and asks

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18+. I hit the max number of links in one post on 2022.01.01 (it rendered all links inactive). Relocated some of my older short stories here. All drabbles with smut are labeled.

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you’re so creepy.

seven creepy girls meet seven normal guys — 2k — notes: university!BTS

kim namjoon — the kiss >> hello again kim seokjin — the kiss >> hello again min yoongi — the kiss >> hello again jung hoseok — the kiss >> hello again park jimin — the kiss >> hello again kim taehyung — the kiss >> hello again jeon jungkook — the kiss >> hello again

seven sins series.

one deadly sin and one main kink for each member — 1k-2k — notes: PWP smut

kim namjoon — envy, exhibitionism. kim seokjin — pride. role play. min yoongi — sloth. submission. jung hoseok — greed. overstimulation. park jimin — lust. petplay. kim taehyung — wrath. dominance. jeon jungkook — gluttony. oral fixation.

bite.

you’re reluctant to eat. you can’t stop once you start. — vampire!reader; member's POV notes: fluff; vaguely suggestive themes; mentions of blood knj — ksj — myg — jhs — pjm — kth — jjk

far to go.

drabbles inspired by TXT’s album minisode 2: thursday’s child, starring BTS — based on the five stages of grief | angst 01 opening sequence — myg 03 trust fund baby — ksj 04 lonely boy (the tattoo on my ring finger) — kth, ft pjm 05 thursday’s child has far to go — knj, ft jhs 02 good boy gone bad — jjk, ft myg (collar!AU) | smut

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ot7.

2020.05.31 — ot7 — morning after — each 1k — notes: mentions of drunk sex | fluff

2021.10.02 — ot7 — namjoon's birthday — notes: journey (OT8) au

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kim namjoon.

2021.04.22 — lemon

2021.04.27 — you don't love me

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kim seokjin.

2020.06.06 — smut — the trim

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min yoongi.

2020.11.01 — smut — happy halloween — notes: enemies-to-lovers

2020.12.13 — smut — pendulum — 3k — notes: hate/make-up sex

2021.02.18 — slow blink — 3k — notes: angst | recovering after a breakup

2021.04.13 — absolutely not

2021.04. 20 — remedy — notes: cheating accusation

2021.04.28 — smut — what look? — notes: thigh riding, handjob

2021.04.29 — don't get turned on

2021.06.05 — almost strangers

2021.11.12 — red — notes: fall heartbreak

2021.12.04 — tiny waist

2021.12.12 — smut — casual — notes: fwb (?)

2021.12.18 — vacuum

2022.01.26 — whiskey — notes: tuxedo aka cat-man!yoongi

2022.04.14 — life was so, so cruel

2022.05.07 — joker — notes: twist on DC Comics Joker / psychiatrist

2022.07.22 — not tonight

— cat owners, married couple au — 2022.08.15 — nyangnyang 2023.05.26 — smut — shower — notes: handjob, fingering 2023.05.26 — smut — pheromones — notes: blowjob, fingering, penetrative sex 2024.02.24 — (we need to) talk

2022.08.26 — smut — the romantic hunger — notes: blowjob

2022.10.01 — smut — freaky — notes: fingering

2022.11.05 — smut — that lavender haze — notes: blowjob, handjob

2023.03.09 — smut — the good stuff — notes: mutual masturbation

2023.04.14 — dedication

2023.05.14 — pictures of you —notes: fingering, mentions of jk x reader, _thehornedsin!AU

2023.07.01 — smut — and I just can’t get enough — notes: blowjob, pwp

2023.10.29 — smut — nothing but 0.03 — notes: fingering, penetrative sex

2024.05.31 — smut — bad boy, sad girl — notes: cowgirl, public sex, blowjob

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jung hoseok.

2021.04.17 — your most troublesome tenant

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park jimin.

2021.01.06 — smut — after midnight — notes: idol!BTS | same au as ‘good boy’

2021.05.11 — the third time this month

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kim taehyung.

2021.07.05 — golden hour

2021.07.18 — smut — original idea — 3.2k — notes: est. relationship | period, unprotected, shower sex

2021.11.17 — bite me

2021.12.15 — bsod

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jeon jungkook.

2020.07.22 — why did i fall in love with you — notes: unrequited love

2021.01.08 — never be

2021.01.30 — smut — lollipop — 3.1k — notes: est. relationship | sex in a movie theater

2021.04.05 — smut — kaleidoscope — 3.2k — notes: exes-to-lovers | angst

2021.04.17 — closeted — 3k — notes: enemies-to-lovers

2021.05.21 — how much did you see? — 2021.08.10 — who are they? — notes: 'bullseye' couple

2021.05.31 — that you last night? — notes: 'ruined' couple

2021.07.19 — a kiss from the moon — 3.8k — notes: childhood friends-to-lovers

2021.08.23 — then, terror

2021.09.01 — birthday drabbles — notes: mango, best laid plans, journey (OT8) 2021.09.01 — smut — birthday drabbles, m — notes: exclamation mark, customer service, calculated

2021.11.20 — decalcomania

2021.12.11 — smut — dirty — notes: after a (shower) blowjob

2022.01.11 — boxing

2022.03.20 — heart-shaped glasses

2022.03.27 — deep breath

2022.04.01 — late night — 3k — notes: feels + fluff

2022.06.24 — every corner of my mind

2023.02.03 — smut — the devil said — 3k — notes: pwp | sub!jk

2023.07.05 — smut — touchin’ — notes: standing doggy with clothes on

2024.09.20, 21 — smut — get off the floor >> get on the floor — notes: semi-public | D/s smut

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multiple pairings.

2021.06.12 — myg, jjk — happy birthday — notes: head!jjk + heart!myg

2021.12.08 — myg, jjk — scold him

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'not allowed' au idol!BTS | poly relationship (myg, jjk)

2021.04.19 — myg, jjk — this is not allowed, you two

2021.04.20 — myg — smut — you’re not allowed to touch me — notes: blowjob

2021.04.28 — myg — not allowed but

2021.06.29 — jjk — smut — that's not allowed — notes: handcuff usage, thigh riding, handjob

2021.06.30 — myg — smut — most likely not allowed — notes: handcuff usage, m-receiving oral

2021.11.26 — myg — smut — not allowed, min yoongi! — notes: phone sex, mutual masturbation

2022.01.04 — myg — smut— you were not allowed — notes: slight D/s themes, cowgirl, handjob

2022.03.12 — jjk, myg — *towel smack*

2022.04.07 — jjk — smut — "that's not allowed, noona!" — notes: m-masturbation, phone sex

2022.04.16 — jjk — smut— *post-concert workout* — notes: standing doggy, voyeurism

2022.04.18 — myg — “YOONGI, MARRY ME!”

2022.06.15 — myg, jjk — thoughts about resting

2022.06.17 — jjk — "secret ○○ is not allowed, noona.”

2022.06.29 — myg, jjk — puzzle games

2022.09.18 — myg, jjk — “you took this photo?”

2022.10.08 — myg, jjk — after the award show — notes: threesome smut, m+f-oral, fingering, doggy

2023.03.10 — myg — smut — before the solo tour — notes: minor mention of penetrative sex

2023.06.05 — myg — during the solo tour, japan dates

2023.07.14 — jjk — ‘seven’ days a week is about... who?

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slice-of-life zombie au main pairing: myg x reader

2021.06.05 — you got my back? 2021.06.06 — hyung, where are you? 2021.06.07 — can't sleep — working through it, what are you guys doing? 2021.06.08 — big, hefty nuts 2021.06.11 — choking on a carrot 2021.06.19 — fight me, you cowards 2021.08.09 — you want to do what?

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