#devil Jin x reader

[aphro]

✦Summary✦: both of them want you

▩| TWO MEN FIGHTING OVER YOU?...INTERESTING

℘||You and Jin were close friends since high school. You never knew about the secret of Devil Jin that Jin carried in his veins, and he didn't want to say it for your own good.

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✭-Jin knocked on your door. He was in his school uniform, holding his bag in his strong hand. He was waiting for you to open the door. Seconds later, you opened the door, wearing your school uniform and your bag. You smiled at him with a bright smile as you spoke.

❖-You: “Good morning, Jin. It's not your habbit to accompany me to school.” You said with curiosity filling your tone as you walked with him side by side, your hands are very close to touching and your shoulders rubbing against each other. Jin did not mind this closeness at all.

❖-Jin: “I just passed by and wanted to pick you up.” He said in a calm but cold tone, the tone that your ears had become accustomed to when you looked at him and he looked at you, and a small laugh formed on your lips.

❖-You:“And why Prince Charming?”. You teased Jin and you laughed a little. Jin did not find this funny at all, but a small smile took his lips as he heard the sound of your laughter.

❖-Jin: “your laugh...is pretty.” he said with an expressionless face. Wait a minute, did Jin compliment you? This moment should go down in history! Your cheeks turned red and you said in a slightly angry tone:

❖-You: “I know, but don’t say it.” Jin laughed softly and almost silently, then he placed his hand on top of your head, patting it

❖-Jin: “Not really sorry.”

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:･ﾟ ✧:･ ✧･ﾟ

✭-When you two reached high school, Jin entered his class B, and you were in your class D. While the teacher was explaining the boring lesson, Jin’s attention was distracted. He could hear the sound of the devil Jin. Jin’s mind was filled with his deep, frightening voice.

❖-Devil Jin: “Who's that weakling?."

❖-Jin: “Who?.” Jin thought to himself the Devil Jin was listening to his thoughts.

❖-Devil Jin: “That girl who looks like a whore with that Big booty” Jin was not shocked by Devil Jin's dialogue He sighed to himself as he thought.

❖-Jin: “She is one of the purest human beings, not a prostitute”. Jin say a bit offended. Devil Jin notice this and smirks.

❖-Devil Jin: “You like her, don't you?.” he says teasingly as he waited for Jin reponse. He can see how tightly Jin grips the pen as he gritted his teeth a bit.

❖-Jin: “no.” he replied Coldly as he returns back to writting.

"▓" "■"

✮-The school day was over. Jin was carrying his things and as doing so. You entered his classroom, smiling and carrying the exam paper. He looked at you with an uninterested look, but his curious eyes were staring at the papers.

❖-You: “Guess who got the full mark?!.” you said in an enthusiastic tone, and your eyes filled with joy. Jin raise his left eyebrow as if asking who?. You turned the papers and he sees that both of them got it. He smiles a bit and nod his head.

❖-Jin: “We should study together again.” You nodded your head eagerly, your eyes shining. You held his hand, and that caused something to awaken inside him.

❖-You: “We have a math exam tomorrow. We can go to my house and learn again.” You said, anxious about the exam and excited about getting a full point. Jin nodded his head, and then you both left the high school, heading to your house. When you arrived, you opened the door and he entered behind you. You took off your shoes. Your parents were outside. You went to the living room. Jin sat on the sofa and you began putting the required books on the table.

❖-Jin: “okay. We will start with geometry.” During the review, Jin looked at you once and wrote his book once. You did not notice this. You were immersed in studying in order to get a high point. As for Jin, he did not pay attention to that. He knew that he would get the full mark in his own ways.

Jin began to feel that Devil Jin wanted to control him He got up and went to the bathroom and closed the door. You were suprised and curious about him suprisingly going to the bathroom. Meanwhile, Jin was having a fight inside his soul between his devil Jin. Devil Jin was having some wild thoughts about you and Jin can though of that too.

❖-Jin: “stop, stop. Don't think like this!”. Jin Order the Devil Jin to stop these perverted thoughts about you. He does not want Devil Jin to see you as a sex toy or anything else.

❖-Devil Jin: “don't be silly, it's fun. Just look at her body. Dominate her, have your way with-” Devil Jin n stopped talking in Jin's head when he heard your voice behind the bathroom door:

❖-You: “Jin?. Are you okay?.” You asked behind the door, your voice a little worried.

❖-Jin: “Fine.” Jin lied as he sighs and wash his face. He could still see the way Devil Jin pictures you. Bonded to the bed as he pentrates you harshly, hearing your scareams and moaning. A faint blush creeps his cheeks as Devil Jin giggles at the back of Jin's head.

❖-Devil Jin: “do it. Or your dick is small?”. Jin was offended but he didn't answer and sighs again.

❖-Jin: “We have exams tomorrow. Maybe I can try another day...”

(the real smut will come the next part that I will be making this week🔥🤰🤰)

(pray for your legs💀💀🛐🛐🛐)

[bihanspookies]

Please can your write headcanons or drabbles or something about their s/o (separately) finding Jin and Kazuya’s devil forms hot and they want to have sex with them in that form

ANON YOURE FREAKY AND I LOVE IT BC ME TOO

First of all if you’re not familiar with their devil forms then:

Jin

Kazuya

Jin:

• When you first bring it up, he is to say the least, flabbergasted lmao. He actually puts a hand to your forehead to check if you’re sick and having delusions and when feels that you’re fine then he asks you again if you were serious.

• He wants reasons, like legit reasons as to why you would want to have sex with his devil form and you just straight up tell him the truth that you find it attractive.

• He’s not quite sure how to feel about it bc on one hand he’s oddly flattered that you find him attractive even in that state but on the other hand he’s worried about the risks and potentially harming you. Sure he has full control now but he’s fearful that he might slip.

• Before you get into the actual sex, he’ll shift into his devil form and strip naked so you can actually see what you’ll be working with. Stands tall and secretly proud as you admire him in his naked glory, asking for permission to touch him. When your fingers graze his skin and go across his wings, it takes him a moment to collect himself and not pounce on you right there.

• It’s not as intense if you touch his horns but with you so close to his face he can see the admiration and lust in your eyes.

• He wants to touch you back but is hesitant and wants to wait for your okay. When you give it to him he’ll put his hands on your waist, the tips of his claws lightly piercing your skin. You’re so soft and delicate in his hands and it makes think how easily he could shred into you and the thought scares him a bit.

• When you finally do get to the intimacy, he’ll skip using his hands on you bc he doesn’t really trust his claws to not cut you like paper 💀so he’ll use lube to prep you better. He will happily have you go down on him and when you do it’s like heaven. His voice is much deeper and rougher in his devil form so when he grunts and tells you how could it feels, it shoots straight into your center.

• Stops you before he could let himself truly get into it because the more he sees how needy you are to fuck him in this form the more he wants to oblige and cater to it. He’ll lay you down on your bed and hover above you, asking you one more time if you’re sure this is what you want. You tell him yes and he kisses you, passionately to convey his love and happiness in the trust you have for him. And also to distract you as he slowly pushes himself into you.

• When Jin transforms into Devil Jin he gets a bit bigger and you knew that. You just didn’t know that everything would get bigger. He doesn’t get longer but he does get thicker. When you feel him start slip himself in and the stretch is a bit more tense than usual, you flex your fingers into his arms, trying to relax your muscles to take him in. He pauses and kisses your forehead, whispering to tell him it’s okay if you want to stop or slow down. You tell him to give you a moment to adjust, bringing your arms around his neck to pull him close and kissing his throat. It makes him groan and he asks how you’re doing and if he’s okay to move. You tell him yeah and he sinks all the way in.

• Devil Jin starts off slow, not wanting to overwhelm you but he feels how you’re clamping around him, how your sweet whimpers hit his ears and it isn’t long before he’s picking up the pace and fucking you hard. You can feel how he slowly loses control, his hips slapping against yours, chest pressed snuggly to you as he breathes heavily into your neck. You can tell he’s holding back and if you’re gonna fuck Devil Jin you’re GONNA fuck Devil Jin. You tell him it’s okay, that he can go a bit harder and boy does he go harder.

• Tells you to hold onto him, your hands going to his shoulder. He tells you no and to go higher.

• Yeah his horns.

• The longer and harder he fucks you the more he lets loose and you can tell bc of how his wings twitch and flex every so often. His face is contorted in sweet bliss, one hand gripping the headboard and the other clawing into the pillow next to your head.

• He turns his head towards your wrist, your pulse beating erratically and he bares his teeth with his fangs gleaming softly in the light. His eyes flash red and snap to yours, waiting for permission. You give him the okay and he licks your salty skin before sinking his teeth in just enough to puncture you. It sends an electric shock up your spine, your body arching up while Jin buries his face in your neck and gives another small bite.

• He actually growls when you tell him you’re about to come, your hands brushing against his wings and it sends him into his orgasm. He moans beautifully in your ear as his seed fills you up, hips still rolling to make sure he rides out every second of it.

• He’ll lift himself off you and pull out, watching him pour from your hole and it’s a sight to be seen with his eyes only.

• Jin may not have a breeding kink but Devil Jin? Hell yeah.

Kazuya:

• Honestly… he laughs lmao

• Like a full belly clutching his stomach laugh when you tell him you want to have sex with his devil form.

• He thinks you’re crazy (maybe a little more than him) for wanting to do so.

• Until you basically start complimenting him, giving light touches across his body, small teasing kisses on his neck and shoulders. He is unfortunately melting like butter but he won’t show it and let you know exactly what you’re doing to him.

• To see you so needy to fuck his devil certainly has his pants tighten.

• He tells you he’ll do it but don’t expect this to be a regular thing.

• When he shifts he can practically see the heart eyes bulging from your skull. It makes him feel good, a pep in his step, a twitch in his cock, a boost to his ego that even in this monstrous form you STILL want to fuck him.

• He knows you asked for this but he’s gonna take control of the situation. In his human form he’s normally the dominate one. He’s not a mean dom per se but you tend to follow his dance to the song rather than your own.

• Things go as normal; you blow him, you touch each other (he’s more careful with his nails), like Jin he opts to skip out on using his fingers inside you. As much as he’d like to see it, he’d rather not fly over to the hospital at this time of night.

• He has you ride him with your chest to his back, sitting on the edge of the bed. There’s a large mirror propped at the opposite wall so you can watch the way he fucks you, how much his devil forms dwarfs over your body.

• Devil Kazuya’s got one hand splayed on your thigh with the other wrapped around your throat. He’s growling low in your ear how good you feel around him, how his cock fits snugly inside you. Like Jin he also gets bigger except he gets longer and thicker.

• Tells you to fuck yourself, to work on his cock while he watches, watches you struggle to take him all in. His wings stretch wide when he bottoms out, throws his head back and laughs when he feels your muscles spasm around him.

• After that all hell breaks loose lmao.

• Grips your thigh and throat harder and begins to actually fuck you hard, loving how your eyes rolls into the back of your head.

• Let’s ignore the fact that his abs are CRYSTALIZED—

• He fucks you on his lap for a while before laying back on the bed with you on top and proceeding in the position.

• He’ll skim his nose up your neck, whisper hotly in your ear, drag his claws down your skin.

• He’ll tease you for being such a good pet for him.

• Pinches your nipples bc he wants to see you squeal under him.

• When you try to tell him that you’re close, he’ll clamp a hand over your mouth and flip you over to keep fucking you on your stomach. Scratch down your back and grip your ass cheek to hold you tight while he pounds into you.

• When he’s about to cum he’ll pull out and hold off, turning you back over to face him. He locks eyes with you as he inserts himself back in, leaning down to kiss you and swallow your moans as he starts thrusting once more.

• You clutch onto his horns, touch his wings and grip them so tight that it has him grunting, slamming his hips harder until he finally cums inside you.

• He’ll hold himself against you, breathing heavily and dragging a hand over your body while asking if he’s hurt you anywhere.

• You tell him no and he mutters a quiet ‘good’ before pulling out. The sight of his cum dripping out has blood rushing to his cock again and he wants to take you for another round.

• You can see the way he stares, face hard as he watches himself seep out your hole while massaging your thighs. You call his name softly and he slowly looks up at you, eyes blinking in wait.

• “Give me 5 and I’ll be good.”

• All he gives you is that smug little smirk and a swift pat on the thigh.

• Maybe fucking him in his devil form would be a regular thing.

[baka-bakeneko]

Guilty Conscience - Devil Jin x Angel Fem! Reader [NSFW]

tags: female-presenting reader (descriptors, body parts), Devil Jin (obviously), establishing dominance, religious guilt and theology references, bird-like mating rituals (preening, cooing, because wings), heavy petting, Possessive Jin, Toxic Jin, begging, coercion (if you think extra hard about it) love bites, scratching, teasing, intercrural grinding, creampie, cumplay, pet names (Angel, slut, Sweet, whore, little heaven, little pet, good girl)

word count: 3.6k

synopsis: You (an angel but referred to as Angel) just got away from a very close corrupted call with Devil Jin, but here he is again speaking sweet just like before.

a/n: 😗 i ain't sayin' shit besides *bark bark bark bark snarling rolling yapping* this man is my fucking chewtoy right here. the thiiiings if given the chance, okay, i'm sorry, i'm good

It'd been days since you'd seen the sun, no thanks to the human-sized pigeon hole you'd been staying in. No offense to Hwoarang, but the size of his place did not accommodate a four-foot wingspan. And it was particularly difficult to keep yourself hidden with said wings attempting to stretch out of any second-story window and crevice they could.

It was just best to lie low, Hwoarang's words to a definite 'T'. He suggested that if you really needed the fresh air and sun, the rooftop was always open.

So that's what you did. Trudging up the addition five floors to the exit door on the rooftop, you immediately inhaled the sun-essence air and stretched your wings to their full capacity. They fluttered in the slight breeze, each wisp trailing through your feathers like fingers ran through hair.

You turned your face up to the sun, allowing yourself to tilt your neck and wincing at the taut skin. It still burned, where he sank his teeth.

You shook your head and sat on the warm asphalt sheets of the rooftop, soaking in as much as you could in such a small amount of time.

And just when the light began to warm you, it was extinguished. A huge blot of darkness shrouded you, leaving you in chills. The loom of a dark presence made you sink into yourself, bringing your knees up to your chest while you ducked your head down.

You wished for it to disappear as quickly as it appeared. By this point, you were certain he'd trained his senses to find you in any given circumstance. Your wings slowly bubbled around you, encasing you in the soft tawny feathers and shielding you from seeing him. From hearing him.

"Angel," his voice carried from above, his dark shadow shifting further down before you until the sun finally graced the arches of your wings again.

Still, you hid behind them, knowing that if you looked up, your face would be shadowed with his glare.

"Sweet Angel," he cooed, his claws raking across your feathers gingerly, plucking at their hollow shafts. "You've missed me."

He spoke for you though the words were on the tip of your tongue, if only you could speak them. You hadn't missed him, not recently. Every time that he returned, you wanted to flee.

And you had this final time, giving yourself enough space from Him to realize his toxicity. Though His words were sweet, He was still in fact a Devil.

Your silence and cower spoke more than you could, causing him to reach through your bubbled wings to grab your jaw.

"I know you have," he grit through his teeth, his emberous eyes flicking from yours to your lips. "I've been waiting for you to emerge from your cocoon."

You shut your eyes, turning your face away from his though you were still at a loss of words. He pulled you in, tenderly pressing his nose to your cheek. "I could smell you, you know. The winds carried you straight to me."

You grimaced at his words, once sweet but now stinging. His claws slowly curved down your cheeks, his palm leading them down to the front of your throat.

You gulped, feeling his index trace at the lining of your windpipe though his eyes never left yours. You slowly opened your eyes to him, your chest unable to hide the heave of relief and guilt you felt from looking at him.

"Hello Jin," you managed, your mouth dry from speaking his name. Just like a Devil to set ablaze all in his wake, leaving you burning inside and distraught.

"Angel," he repeated, his hand easily going for your throat and guiding you towards your feet. "Say you've missed me."

He pulled you into him, bracing his chest with yours. You attempted to ignore his warmth, something uncanny compared to the sun. He burned, his skin withholding the flames of eternally doomed souls just beneath the surface.

If it weren't damning, you'd almost curl into his side at all times and cocoon yourself there.

His hands pet at the underside of your now open wings, carefully starting at the base between your shoulder blades and out as far as his hands could reach.

"I've missed you," you spat out, only giving a half-truth. You recoiled at his touch, trying to shy away from each sensual twang his claws made at your feathers.

You had missed him, but only when he was like this. When he wanted you so wholly and obsessively, as if he could fuse you into him. You hid a roll of your eyes, shuffling your wings to rid his touch.

"Are we done licking our wounds?" He asked, his tone condescending.

It wasn't a collective question, as if you'd inflict any venom towards him. It felt intrusive, the way he asked, as if he wasn't the one to bite so strong.

As if he wasn't the one to hold so tight.

You turned your chin from him abruptly, disgusted by his implication. Nothing he'd done was to be taken lightly.

Jin cooed, leaning in to nudge his nose to your cheek. His lips parted and a warm breath slipped down your neck before he kissed just below your ear.

"I missed you the other night. We'd gotten so close, Angel."

You held your breath, wishing he hadn't mentioned it. The night came back in a tidal wave, remembering how close he was to you. The closest he'd ever been.

You felt the echo of his touch reverberate against his confession, feeling the same guilty warmth flood into your stomach.

He'd gotten so close, but you were told your Grace was sacred and you shut him down. That was humiliating for you, to retract your heaving breaths and ruttish glare at his lips, his toned body.

"I-I don't know what you mean," You lied, failing to even fool yourself.

There was nothing you could say or do that would stop Him from baring into you, seeing your raw, corrupted soul screaming every fiber to be with him.

He chuckled at you, into you, the noise hollowing through your body and reaching crevices you'd rather forget. You stiffened.

Jin's claws reached up to your shoulder, played at your skin by walking his index and middle finger to the slope of your arm before tenderly peeling the strap of your dress down. He carefully traced his fingers further down, leaving your strap dangling on your bicep.

"You're a beautiful liar," he taunted, his voice gaining more edge as he sank his lips to your shoulder.

You were unsure if it was possible to stiffen further, yet you were stonewalled. His lips did nothing to cause you comfort, though it melted you inside.

Then his tongue dragged against your skin, leaving a tepid stripe that was teased by the soft breeze. You wiggled involuntarily, wanting to free yourself of whatever game was being played.

Jin took hold of your hands bracing his chest, held them close to his pectorals before guiding them down to his ribs. "It makes your Grace that more delectable."

You stifled a breath out, shifting your shoulder from his attention. "I don't know what you're talking about, Jin. Nothing happened."

His chuckle deepened, turning his head and moving to your opposite shoulder; Jin stopped to admire his handiwork of your neck, a beautiful round purpling hickey.

The blood vessels were brought to the skin, the little red beads congealing under the umbrella of aubergine in the perfect conform from his mouth.

Jin hummed, resting his lips to your opposite shoulder. "Keep lying, it feels so good."

This time, he used his teeth to tug your dress strap down your shoulder, leaving you bare from the collar up. You wrestled out of his hands and tried to pull yourself together.

Your guilty conscience was catching up to you again, leaving you questioning your Grace. To fall for a Devil was a cardinal sin.

And to explain that to your siblings, to return lesser of an angel. It wasn't going to be you.

Jin tsked, his hands going for your waist and pulling you back into him. "Angel, angel...don't get cold feet now."

His claws found their way into your feathers again, this time ruffling them at your shoulder blades. He pet softly into them, sending zings of soft electricity into your body and straight to your core.

You fluffed your wings, almost territorially, but smoothed them out again when Jin grabbed onto the edges. He rubbed your feathers carefully through his fingers, earning a soft pat of your foot before you wriggled again.

"Jin, please," you crooned, your voice reaching a pitch you weren't familiar with.

You couldn't come up with an explanation, an excuse as to why you couldn't, why you wouldn't. You turned away from him, crossing your arms to your chest as you made yourself up again.

You stared acutely across the apartment roof to the next rooftop, knowing that if you jumped, Jin would always follow you.

Suddenly, Jin's arms wrapped around you, one arm crossing between your breasts as the other circled your waist. He edged against you, sliding his hardened length along your inside thigh before rubbing carefully at the hem of your dress in the back.

"Angel," his voice came out strained, a whole entity darker than himself. "Tell me to stop right now, I'll stop. Just tell me."

You maintained a straight stature for a moment, your knees suddenly buckling at the rut of his cock between your hot thighs. Your glare softened as it turned up to the sky, already asking your creator for forgiveness with what you weren't strong enough to abstain from.

He felt so good against you, burning and hard. Your hand circled around to touch his hip, bring him further in for you to attempt a grind.

"Come on, Angel. Tell me to stop," he tried, pleaded into your ear.

Your wings were outstretched in the awkward position, sandwiched between you and Jin. The tips of your tawny feathers touched at His sable ones.

"Jin," you panted, something against your better judgement.

His hand around your waist slipped back to pull up your dress, touch at the free skin below your waist. "I can smell you want me. Tell me I'm wrong."

You suddenly clenched your thighs together, once again put off by his inquisitive nature. Still, his touch was inviting, infatuating. His claws were timid as his fingers pressed to your stomach, then drifted down at an exponential rate.

Then he was touching at your clit.

You drifted away in an instant, no longer thinking of damnation or Grace. Jin's touch was perfect, a pressure you'd never experienced before but now couldn't live without.

Your thighs melted apart, your wings drooping to the rooftop floor. You came undone by the simple touch, feeling a need to urge him further.

"Keep going," you ordered lowly, staring down your body to see his wrist over your thigh.

His fingers started swirling, earning a few deep breaths from you as Jin chuckled in your ear.

"What a beautiful little creature, so deprived..." he growled, pressing his lips to your ear. "You should hear how you sound."

You released a shallow moan at that, one that Jin echoed right back to you. You offered a whimper at his touch, he imitated it back.

"So pitiful," he teased, his fingers pressing a bit harder. "Tell me to stop now. I dare you."

You whined, tilting your chin away from him and feeling your wetness now slick down your thighs.

"Aww," Jin taunted, moving an inch closer to you and pressing his cheek to yours. "You can't, can you? It feels that good, huh, Angel? Worth the hellfire?"

You squeezed your eyes shut, shaking your head menially before Jin retracted his claws and slid two fingers inside of you.

"Ohh," you uttered, your knees fighting to stay apart and come together.

Jin's other claws tickled at your throat while you stifled a few coos.

"Even closer than before, Angel. Corruption looks good on you," He husked into your ear, baring his teeth to nibble at the shell of your ear.

At the same time, he stretched his thumb up and pressed it to your clit, flicking it back and forth; his fingers slowly pumped into you, curving at your innermost wall.

You folded your bottom lip between your teeth, both of your hands crossing over Jin's. His hand at your throat drifted downward, tearing your dress down to paw at your breast.

He leaned into you, leading you down to your knees in a slow shift. He pulled you to his lap, your legs now spread apart and allowing him full access.

"Angel's a whore, huh?" Jin purred, massaging at your breast and teasing at your nipple.

You rested your head back to Jin's shoulder. If you could swear, you would.

"I like you this way," he whispered, his hold tightening around you in general.

Jin worked his fingers and used his forearm to grind you against him. "My little guilty conscience."

You made a noise of disbelief, dissuading whatever Jin thought of you as your hands braced his knees.

But you didn't want him to stop. Jin's hand pawed at your other breast, then went around to comb through the downy feathers at the base of your back.

You were a new kind of mess then, moaning louder to the sky as his fingers moved faster. Your wings shook anxiously as Jin shoved you forward to brace the asphalt.

Your nipples scraped against the asphalt, your ass presenting fully in Jin's lap. A noise of appreciation rumbled from his chest, his hand dragging heavily down your back before flipping the end of your dress up.

You tried to hide yourself, reaching to fold it back down; Jin tsked, grabbing your wrist and pressing it to the middle of your back.

"Angel, leave it to me now." Jin's voice strained again, holding your hand there for a moment too long before letting go.

His fingers paused, his thumb strumming your clit a bit faster. You writhed then, mixing the dull warm pinch of the asphalt with the teasing touch of Jin's thumb.

He reached further behind you, forcing the band of his fighting pants down. You felt an immense concentration of heat just before your pussy then, expressing more wet to combat it.

You wished to see his cock, though you weren't sure how'd you react to it. Jin chuckled darkly, staring down at your dripping pussy and slid his fingers out of you.

"You're so ready for me, Angel." He praised, angling his cock and rubbing his tip just before your pussy. "Stop me."

You shook your head then, glancing over your shoulder and dropping a wing to look at Jin, an entire new shade of deep red. His horns were even gaining color, his emberous eyes now darkened to coal.

"N-no," you cooed, slowly tilting your hips up to prsent further. "P-please."

Jin's breath escaped him in heavy rolls, trying to withhold whatever excitement was built inside him.

He pulled his hand away from your pussy, leaving your clit neglected; Jin took grip of your hip, reaching to grab your ass and spread your cheek to get a better, vulgar view.

With his other hand on his cock, he guided himself into you; more of your wetness eased out, already coating his cock.

"Fuck, Angel. Corrupted little heaven." Jin eased in further, filling you beyond what you thought was full.

Your hands braced out to the asphalt, slapping your palms to the floor. Jin pulled your hip further into him, making you squirm the more you took in.

"You feel better than imagined," Jin chirped, his wings flapping excitedly.

Your wings were flattened to the floor, twitching at the sensations running through your body. Jin's length continued before bottoming out at the entrance of your cervix.

Your walls fluttered in response, already aching to be doused. Jin's hands roamed up your back, combing through your wings again.

He took grip of the inside of a wing, holding you down and slowly rolling his hips out before reversing back into you.

The movement was rapturous, something better than whatever cooling Grace was stashed deep within you. You groaned at the thought, your hips following after him and stalling when he returned.

Jin bit his bottom lip, his chest puffing with a mating coo. Your eyes crossed, your mouth opening to pant.

Your tongue rolled out, your cheek bracing the asphalt. Corruption never felt so good.

"Torturous heaven, Angel. I've waited so long for this," Jin whimpered, leaning further against you before he clasped his arms around you in a tight hug.

You heaved, your feathers ruffling. Jin's wings curled around the two of you, closing you off from the outside world.

The two of you heaved, sharing heavy breaths and sweat while Jin pumped leisurely into you, slowly ruining you.

"Come back to me, Angel," Jin begged lowly against your shoulder.

Your face twisted at the words, trying to ignore Jin's pleas. Returning home to him...right now? Would be a beautiful, twisted endeavor.

Would this be what you two'd do for the rest of your days? Jin peeling away your Grace in luxurious, long strips before your wings eclipsed to black like his?

Another Fallen Angel in the presence of humanity. You released a purr-like rumble, only shifting further into Jin's hold.

"I--Fuck--I want to keep you, like my little pet," he gruffed, biting onto the lobe of your ear.

He shifted down and kissed your shoulder, then suctioned his lips to your skin. Jin's teeth nipped at your skin, earning a low peep from you.

Then he released and did it again, inches away. He peppered your skin with love bites, marking you with his hot mouth as his horns brushed against your temple.

You chased after his touch, slowly moving your body in the wake of his with your mouth making noises incomprehensible to you.

The thought continued to weigh in your mind, going back to him. Corruption was more than worth it if it always felt this good.

"Yes," you finally said, gulping the word out while the raven bubble around you trembled.

Jin gasped in your ear, releasing your skin from his mouth. His wings shifted apart, your gaze catching onto the beautiful blue of the sky against his darkness.

"Perfect pet, my little Angel," Jin muttered, holding you tighter.

His hand slid down your stomach, gathering more of your dress up before pressing his palm just below your navel. "I'll make my mark right here."

Jin's hand burned into you, making your skin tingle at the combined sensation. With a lift of your hips, you felt Jin's cock pressing just where his palm laid and you couldn't help the shiver of pleasure from the thought.

Then it traveled down your spine, warming up just at the meet of Jin's hips to your ass before you seized, your hands pulling into fists while you chewed into your bottom lip.

"Coming so soon?" Jin teased, not slowing his pace but holding you tighter to him. "I could go all night with you, Angel."

You nodded at his words, the breath-catching pleasure causing your toes to curl. You braced your knees together and reached to Jin's hand on your stomach, threading your fingers through his.

"Jin, fffffuck," you stammered out, your eyes squeezing shut as more wetness gushed from your pussy.

Your chest heaved, your nipples scraping the asphalt while you continued to chase the high the Devil brought to you. If you could get on your knees at that moment, you would to plead for more.

The feeling, in no better terms, were better than Heaven. Grace meant little to the hot rush that synapsed through your body and turned every living and dying cell within you over to Jin. He was in possession of this euphoria, making you swear and causing your insides to go adrift in pleasure.

Jin hummed into your ear, pulling you impossibly close to his body. "Yes, Angel, fuck."

He continued on for a few more swift pumps, staggering his stamina to a halt before burying his cock to the hilt; Jin's tip grazed your cervix, almost tapping to be let in, but then came with such a force that you squeaked in residual ecstasy.

Jin pulled away from you, presenting his wings out like a statue as they caught onto the wind and trembled. He stared down at where your bodies met now, his cock twitching inside you and your pussy glazed with wet.

He rubbed at your thighs, admiring more of your delectable body now that it'd brought him pleasure. Your hips ached with a soft roll forward, showing off more of yourself to him.

"My dirty little angel," he praised, producing his claws and gently tracing them up your back then between your wings. "I smell the corruption within you, my cum does wonders to your scent."

Your eyes fluttered, feeling his cock twitch again with another spurt inside you. He slowly pulled out, allowing more of his cum to land against your ass.

Then you felt his essence easing out of you. Jin groaned at the sight, pulling his hand connected with yours further down to touch. He placed your hand at your entrance, your fingers gathering his cum.

"Fuck that back into yourself, Angel, for me," he ordered softly, his hands going to massage your ass.

You whimpered, turning your head to look at him before tentatively easing your fingers into your pussy, dragging Jin's cum back inside.

"That's my good girl," Jin whispered, watching the act before lightly tapping your ass. "Good for me only."

You nodded, your throat now dry. Jin leaned forward and kissed your cheek then shoved his still-hard cock back into his pants.

"Get up," he said, his voice back to its original brass. "Let's go home."

[bluekittyworld]

Still with YOU.

Hi! I have had this idea for a while, I am just trying to put into words for this fanfic.

Pairing: Devil Jimin x Human (f) Reader

Warning: 18+ (some chapters include smut and death)

Genre: Angst, Yandere, Smut (Fluff if you squint your eyes)

Please any feedback will be appreciated! Your words and likes motivate me to write more :)

Also please don't copy, or post/translate my work on other platforms, thank you.

Happy reading, and PLEASE give me feedback, tysm <3

Approx. 6 chapters, 14k words

Summary: Growing up, you didn't embrace religion as fervently as your grandmother did, but her deep faith often led her to take you to Sunday prayers. The Church is where you met a Priest named Jimin, you couldn't shake the strange attraction you felt towards him, a magnetic pull that seemed to defy reason.

Jimin takes you through each sin, corrupting your soul, in the end do you ultimately end up in hell?

Masterlist

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6 [End]

At the tender age of four, you had an imaginary friend like many other children do. He was a comforting presence, older and wiser, and you cherished the time spent playing together in the backyard treehouse that had stood for years before your family moved in.

But as you grew older, the visits to the treehouse became less frequent, overshadowed by the weight of tragedy and loss. The untimely passing of your parents in a tragic car accident cast a pall over your once vibrant world, stealing away the joy and innocence you once knew.

In the wake of such devastating loss, even the simple pleasures of childhood seemed to lose their lustre, leaving you adrift in a sea of grief and sorrow. The treehouse, once a sanctuary of imagination and play, stood silent and forgotten, a poignant reminder of happier times now lost to the past.

You moved into a cottage where your grandmother lived after the incident, you were just 9 years old. The cottage was situated in a small village just a couple of minutes away from the church.

Growing up, you didn't embrace religion as fervently as your grandmother did, but her deep faith often led her to take you to Sunday prayers. Despite not having many friends your age in the countryside, where mostly retired individuals resided, you found solace in the companionship of your grandmother's friends.

Over the years, you formed close bonds with them, cherishing the warmth and love they showered upon you. Their affection filled a void in your life, offering a sense of belonging and acceptance that you had yearned for. Yet, amidst the love and care they provided, you couldn't shake the lingering feeling of longing, a desire for deeper connections and a sense of purpose that seemed to elude you, maybe because your parents left you so early?

As adulthood beckoned, you made the conscious choice to pursue your studies through online lectures, opting to remain close to your grandmother rather than venture onto a distant campus. Some might have labelled you as immature for your decision, but you knew that your grandmother was your only family, and her time with you was precious and limited.

The thought of leaving her side, even for the pursuit of higher education, filled you with a sense of dread and guilt. You couldn't bear the idea of being apart from her, especially knowing that her time on this earth was drawing to a close. In your heart, you knew that being by her side during her final days was the most important thing, and you were willing to sacrifice other opportunities to ensure that she was not alone.

As your grandmother's health declined, it became increasingly difficult for her to visit the church on her own. Recognizing the importance of her faith in her life, you took it upon yourself to accompany her to Sunday prayers each week.

With the arrival of a new young priest at the church, you couldn't help but notice a sudden surge in the number of elderly ladies attending the services. It amused you how the presence of a handsome man seemed to reignite their religious fervour.

Shaking your head in amusement, you guided your grandmother to her favourite spot in the front row, ensuring she was comfortable before taking a seat beside her. Despite the comical circumstances, you couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the community of faith that had become a source of comfort and solace for your grandmother.

“I am Jimin, and I will be reading the passage from the Bible today” the young priest introduced himself and a sense of familiarity washed over you. His smile, warm and genuine, seemed to pierce through the crowd, locking onto your gaze with an intensity that made you slightly uncomfortable.

Despite your unease, there was something about him that tugged at the edges of your memory, a nagging sense of recognition that you couldn't quite place. How could you feel like you knew him when you had never met him before?

As Jimin began to read from the Bible, his voice resonating through the hallowed space of the church, you couldn't shake the feeling of being drawn to him, as if there were some invisible thread connecting the two of you across time and space. It was a mystery that lingered in the recesses of your mind, waiting to be unravelled.

Lost in a trance-like state, you found yourself more captivated by Jimin's physical presence than the words he spoke. His flawless, almost golden complexion seemed to glow in the soft light of the church, accentuated by the pitch-black cascade of hair that framed his strikingly dark eyes.

Your gaze lingered on his plush, pink lips as they moved in rhythm with the words of the passage, each syllable rolling off his tongue with a mesmerizing cadence. The sight of his Adam's apple bobbing with each word only added to the allure, drawing your attention like a moth to a flame.

It was as if time had slowed to a crawl, the world around you fading into insignificance as you became lost in the ethereal beauty of this enigmatic man before you. In that moment, nothing else mattered except the intoxicating pull of his presence, igniting a fire within you that threatened to consume all reason and restraint.

Feeling the weight of Jimin's gaze upon you, you were jolted out of your reverie by the sound of his throat clearing. Heat flooded your cheeks as embarrassment washed over you, realizing that he had caught you staring.

Quickly averting your gaze, you focused intently on your hands, your fingers fidgeting nervously as you tried to regain your composure. Determined not to get caught in his gaze again, you kept your eyes firmly fixed on your lap, refusing to let yourself be distracted by the captivating presence of the young priest.

As Jimin continued to read from the Bible, the words washing over you in a blur, you silently resolved to maintain your focus and avoid any further embarrassment. After all, you couldn't afford to let yourself get caught in his spell again, no matter how tempting it may be.

As Jimin made his rounds, handing out toffees to each granny with a considerate and sweet demeanour, you couldn't help but admire his thoughtfulness. It was clear that he knew how to brighten their day with such simple gestures of kindness.

When he finally reached you, his touch lingered a moment longer than necessary as he held onto your hand. Startled, you looked up to meet his gaze, only to find him squeezing your hand with a playful smirk playing on his lips. Confusion swept over you like a tidal wave, leaving you to wonder if perhaps there was more to his actions than met the eye. It certainly didn't feel like your imagination running wild.

Lying in bed that night, thoughts of Jimin lingered in your mind, his actions replaying over and over again like a broken record. Despite your best efforts to push them aside, you couldn't shake the strange attraction you felt towards him, a magnetic pull that seemed to defy reason.

You scolded yourself for harbouring such feelings towards a man of the cloth, reminding yourself of Jimin's role as a priest—a figure of reverence and devotion, not someone to be viewed through the lens of attraction.

Yet, try as you might to suppress those forbidden thoughts, they continued to bubble up to the surface, refusing to be ignored. In the quiet solitude of your room, you found yourself grappling with conflicting emotions, torn between the dictates of reason and the undeniable allure of desire. It was a battle you knew you couldn't afford to lose, but one that seemed to grow more challenging with each passing moment.

The following morning you woke up just past the afternoon, you felt a little lazy today oddly, normally you were always energetic and an early bird.

You heard your grandmother talking to someone, a male to be specific. Confused by the unfamiliar voice, you decided to investigate, not particularly concerned about your appearance. After all, your pyjamas were decent enough, and you quickly tied your hair into a messy bun before heading out of your room to see who it was.

Jimin was sat there having tea with your grandmother, you never regretted a decision so much before, you wished you had put a bit more effort into your appearance.

“Good afternoon _____” Jimin smiled and showed his pearly whites.

Did he really have to acknowledge your presence you thought.

Feeling too embarrassed to say anything, you meekly smiled back.

Jimin nodded “Your grandmother makes lovely tea, come join us.”

He patted the seat next to him, as soon as you were about to make an excuse…

“Yes, dear sit down, I brought your cup already” you grandmother said.

Jimin patted the seat next to him again, you awkwardly sat down, you felt a bit too warm being so close to him.

As the conversation ebbed and flowed around you, you found yourself lost in thought, quietly sipping on your tea as your mind wandered once more to Jimin. Despite the reverent atmosphere of the room and the presence of the holy man beside you, your thoughts strayed to decidedly less holy territory.

In your peripheral vision, you caught glimpses of Jimin, sitting beside the esteemed figure with an air of casual confidence that only seemed to enhance his allure. Despite your best efforts to remain focused on the conversation at hand, your mind couldn't help but drift to the image of him, a tantalizing presence that stirred something primal within you.

As you sipped on your tea, the warmth of the liquid failing to dispel the heat that suffused your cheeks, you couldn't help but entertain the not-so-holy thoughts that danced through your mind, fuelled by the magnetic pull of Jimin's presence

You finished your cup of tea, setting it down with a delicate clink. Summoning up the courage, you stole a quick glance at Jimin, only to find him already looking at you, that infuriating smirk playing at the corner of his lips.

For a moment, you entertained the idea of smacking that smirk right off his face. But then you realized, with a sinking feeling, that he seemed to have a knack for reading your thoughts. Or at least, you hoped not.

Finally you excused yourself, and went back to your room. At last you felt a bit cooler and those unholy thoughts calmed down a little.

Later that evening your grandmother said that she promised Father Park that you would help him with church duties. Who even was he? You thought to yourself.

“Who is Father Park?” you asked.

“Jimin, his full name is Park Jimin” your grandmother replied with a smile.

“Park Jimin” you whispered; even his name was as beautiful as him.

Then it suddenly hit you that your grandmother volunteered you to help him out, you felt so uneasy around him because of your own mind.

“Do I really have to help him?” you pouted.

“______, sweetie, it’s good to help others and you needed some sort of volunteering for your scholarship application, this is a great opportunity for that too” she replied.

She did have a point, so you just thought to give it a go for now, you could always quit later, right?

As Friday dawned, anticipation hummed in the air, a tangible excitement flowing through your veins as you made your way towards the church. With each step, you rehearsed the words in your mind, preparing to greet Jimin—Father Park—with the proper respect and deference befitting his position.

"Hi, Father Park," you whispered to yourself, the words rolling off your tongue in practiced cadence, each syllable infused with a sense of reverence and warmth.

As you neared the church, your heart quickened with anticipation, the echo of your rehearsed greeting ringing in your ears like a silent mantra. And as you stepped through the threshold, ready to embark on another day of volunteering alongside Jimin, you couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building within you, eager to see what the evening would bring in the presence of the enigmatic Father Park.

He was expecting you and was waiting just by the door.

As you approached the church, you couldn't contain your excitement and blurted out, "Hi Jimin!" Instantly, you mentally scolded yourself for not sticking to your rehearsed greeting.

Jimin's smirk only deepened, teasing you with his playful demeanour. "Hi _____," he replied, amusement twinkling in his eyes. "Someone seems excited. Come to the back; we have a lot of scrolls to arrange by dates." His smile was infectious, melting away your annoyance and replacing it with a warmth that spread through your chest. With a flutter of anticipation, you followed him eagerly, eager to spend the day by his side once more.

As Jimin guided you through the corridors of the church, a familiar warmth enveloped you once more, causing a light sheen of perspiration to form along your hairline. Despite the coolness of the surroundings, the intensity of his presence seemed to ignite a fire within you, sending waves of heat rippling through your body.

When you reached the small room, well it wasn’t exactly small, but the large boxes placed around left little room to manoeuvre. As you surveyed the cluttered space, Jimin's sudden touch on your arms sent a jolt of surprise coursing through you, causing you to freeze in place.

“Umm… what are you-” you said.

“You look like you’re feeling really warm so I thought you might want to take off your jacket” he cut you off, was his voice always this attractive?

You took a step away from him, and took off your jacket, he held his hand out indicating you to give it to him, he hung it neatly on the hook behind the door.

As Jimin explained the task at hand, gesturing towards the box of scrolls with an air of casual confidence, your attention wavered, drawn inexorably to the sight of his hands—those elegant, mesmerising hands that seemed to possess a grace all their own. Despite your best efforts to focus on his words, your gaze remained fixated on the subtle movements of his fingers as they gestured and emphasized various points.

Nodding absentmindedly in response to his instructions, you found yourself lost in a haze of fascination, utterly captivated by the sight before you. Surely, arranging scrolls by date order couldn't be so difficult, not when Jimin's hands were there to guide you, effortlessly navigating through the task with a skill that bordered on the sublime.

You were now arranging the scrolls. The cool, aged parchment felt delicate beneath your fingertips as you carefully laid them out on the expansive wooden table before you.

The musty scent of history lingered in the air, mingling with the faint fragrance of incense, creating an atmosphere of reverence and tranquillity as you worked, you arranged them in a meticulous order.

“_____” Jimin spoke.

“Mhm?” you replied, trying to concentrate on the scrolls and not him.

“How was your childhood?” he asked.

What a random thing to ask you thought.

“It was okay, my parents passed away when I was nine years old” you replied.

“I’m sorry to hear that, but before that when you were younger, did you have many friends? Imaginary friends like some people say, even though they might be real.” He said mindlessly.

You stopped arranging the scrolls and looked at him, that is such an oddly specific question.

He chuckled, “Sorry you don’t have to answer it.”

“I did have 2 friends, and I think I had an imaginary friend too, I don’t really remember much, my memories are all mixed up from the trauma of losing my parents.” You replied a little emotionally. Jimin looked into your eyes, his gaze softened a bit, he tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear and patted your head… what was that for, it’s not like you’re five, you’re a grown woman, you thought.

As you returned home after your volunteering session, a sense of contentment washed over you. Surprisingly, the experience hadn't been as bad as you had initially feared; in fact, you found yourself considering the possibility of returning again. A smile tugged at the corners of your lips as you reflected on the past two hours, realising that you had actually enjoyed spending time at the church, particularly in Jimin's company.

Throughout the week, you found yourself eagerly anticipating your next encounter with him. There was something about him that made you feel at ease, something that drew you to him like a moth to a flame. You found solace in sharing your stories with him, comforted by his attentive ear and understanding demeanour.

Unbeknownst to you, however, your growing affection for Jimin was leading you deeper into his web of deceit. Little did you realize the true nature of his intentions, or the dangerous game he was playing. As the days passed and your feelings for him intensified, you remained oblivious to the lurking shadows that threatened to consume you whole.

Chapter 2

Masterlist

A/N: how was it? :) the next chapter will contain smut, only read if you're 18+

[asumi2020202]

Someone who will always Love You

Pairing: Tantai Jin x reader

Summary: what will happen if Tantai Jin finds someone who is ready to actually sacrifice for him? Born with the evil bone, Tantai Jin experiences various emotions which he never thought he would.

Anon: hello! I noticed that there is literally no Tantai Jin fics. I am offended. Like seriously This show is extremely Underrated. So like....... For all of the people obsessed with Tantai Jin like me, I am here to somewhat satisfy your thirst.

About Reader: You are the youngest daughter of the Ye clan. But instead of being mean and cruel, like ye Xiwu was shown, you are kind and soft hearted. Just the the original story, you are the beloved daughter of the Ye clan.

Things to know:

Tantai Jin doesn't become the devil lord.

There are some changes made in this fiction which differ from the original plot.

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Ever since he was born, he was never shown true kindness. Betrayal is not new to him, nor is the harsh environment that people create for him and take pleasure from.

He entered the Ye household keeping in mind that he will never be treated kindly. But oh...how wrong he was.

Tantai Jin was sent to the Ye household by his so called "Father" in order to marry the youngest daughter of the Ye's.

The king did it for two purposes. One because he couldn't tolerate Tantai Jin and wanted him to be away from his sight. And second because he wanted the Ye's to be somewhat in his control.

Nothing was new to Tantai Jin, the beatings, the teasing, the badmouth people did to him. All were known to him. He thought nothing would change even after his marriage. But his thoughts changed after he got to know her. Ye Y/n.

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Some days after the marriage, y/n had decided it was time to meet her husband. She hadn't seen him due to him respecting her privacy and sleeping on the floor the previous days. She decided she should get acquainted with him.

She was on her way to her husband when she saw him getting bullied by some staff and her brother.

The usually calm girl suddenly became a bit raged. The stormed upto them and stood there.

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3rd person pov

"Young miss!" Some staff suprised to find me there. "Hello sister, look at the pathetic little man. Doesn't he look good beaten up like that?" Ye zeyu asked. Y/n suddenly slapped him straight in his face and said " He is my husband brother! You have no right to do what you did. If I see you harassing him again, I will reach out to father!" Shocked at his sister's behaviour, zeyu left from there.

As he left, y/n turned to Tantai Jin and wrapped her winter coat around him. "I am sorry for his behaviour, come with me I will treat you wounds." Said y/n to which Jin replied " I am used to it by now."

Y/n led him to their room and sat him on the bed. Carefully cleaning the blood from his wounds with a soft wet cloth. As she applied ointment to his wounds, jin observed her carefully.

When after some time she left, a crow had landed beside jin. "This is the first time someone showed you genuine affection. Remember your goal Tantai Jin".

"Indeed"

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Time skip

Y/n was happily entering her shared room as she thought how she and her husband had gotten atleast 1% closer, when she saw Tantai Jin holding a blade to his neck about to slash.

Rushing there, she grabbed a hold of the knife as her own hands were cut due to it. Pain flowed through her arms as she stared at him.

Tears falling down her cheeks. Tears not for her pain, but tears because Jin had tried to kill himself.

Even though their marriage was arranged, y/n had fallen in love with him at first sight. Watching her lover trying to end his life, she couldn't control her tears.

Taking the blade from jin's had, y/n threw it away, And hugged him. Nothing was said between them for a while. Y/n looked at jin and said-

"It's not worth it. Throwing your life away because people hate you. Even if the entire world hates you, I will always love you for who you are. Know that there is ......

....someone who will always Love you......"

Y/n was a weak girl. Her body couldn't handle stress very well . Due to excessive crying, she fell asleep on Jin's chest.

Tantai Jin felt warm. A feeling he had never felt before. He felt loved... for the first time. He thought he couldn't feel emotions, but here he was. Someone loved him. You loved him.

Someone, who he thought hates him, actually loves him.

From that day, he realised that perhaps you are different. He started to be more open and friendly to you. You're the only person he can trust and rely on.

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When you came to know about the devil lord, you were kinda shocked. But nevertheless he was your Tantai Jin. Your Jin. You can't give up on him.

Even if you can't extract the evil bone from his body, you can surely change his mind. You can guide him to a better path. And that is what you did.

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Years Later

Tantai Jin decided not to become the devil lord, even though the previous lord tried to brainwash him. He didn't give in. He had you now.He had his lovely wife.

He, unknowingly walked under a white cherry blossom. Admiring it's beauty. A little butterfly sat on his knuckles as he talked to it for a second before it flew away.

He turned around to see his loving wife standing behind him with their son in her arms who was asleep. The boy was 2 years old.

Getting a moment for themselves from the busy world, they sat down under the tree. Tantai Jin cupped y/n's face and gently kissed her, it was a long yet soft kiss. When they pulled away, they looked at eachother and then at their child. A smiled appeared on their face.

No matter who he becomes or what he becomes. Y/n will always love him.

"No matter what others say, remember my dear lao-gong, I will always love you. He will always love you."

"As will i, my dear lao-po"

As they stood up, he kissed her again. This time more passionately. One arm pushing y/n's waist towards him while the other was supporting his weight on a stone slab as y/n was using both her hands carrying the sleeping child in her arms.

Jin got to experience something which he never thought he would.......

.... Someone who will always love him.....

-Lillian

[park-jimin-isnt-real]

"devil town" masterlist

🍂 pairing: platonic ot7 x reader 🍂 rating: pg 🍂 genre: autumn?? a lil spooky, a lil whimsy, a lil mystery; not quite angst, not quite fluff 🍂 au: "over the garden wall"-esque 🍂 summary: you take a chance and spend a month in Devil Town: a quaint little place nestled deep in the woods of The Unknown, where the air is always a touch chilly, things are never quite what they seem, and no one will tell you anything. 🍂 series tw: everyone is dead or nearly dead, major character death (not onscreen), near-death experiences, talking about death (a la "this is the story of how I died"), ambivalent/bittersweet ending, unreliable characters, will be updated as this goes on 🍂 track: Devil Town ~ Cavetown (full playlist) 🍂 main masterlist

🍂 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.

🍂 The Clouded Annals of History ~ the fool

You learn a bit more about Devil Town and what you're doing here... and maybe bargain part of your soul away in the process? It's hard to tell.

🍂 A Place That Few Have Seen ~ the daredevil

coming soon...

🍂 A Mysterious Place ~ the wanderer

coming soon...

🍂 The Unknown ~ the protector

coming soon...

🍂 Long-Forgotten Stories ~ the coward

coming soon...

🍂 Those Who Travel Through the Wood ~ the loner

coming soon...

[green-tea-in-absinthe-bottle]

A TWISTED, LITTLE GAME

DEVIL JIN X fem!READER FANFIC

+ 18 UNDER CUT,TW: BONDAGE, kidnapping, a bit ooc Devil!Jin. NO DUBCON!!! we get seduced. general masterlist

Don't judge me pls, it's a birthday gift request from a friend.

You used to see his face in your dreams, those empty eyes shining in darkness with nothing but brutality behind them, mysterious marks on his face and two sharp horns adorning his head. You used to tell yourself it's all because you watch too much television, with all news channels showing his face of a criminal 24/7, after all why would he be interested in you. He probably didn't even notice you back then, in the crowd of people running away from falling fragments of buildings he ruined. Now, facing your worst fear, you could no longer delude yourself.

This creature, that took a form of a man probably just to mock human nature stood right in front of you, or more accurately floated. You were chained to a huge stone in the middle of cosmic space, and even if you did not remember how you got there you were sure this monster was the one who placed you there. His piercing gaze wandered over your helpless form and fixated on your face. He approached you slowly, straightening his posture to appear even taller.

"Why are you looking at me with such hatred?" he purred out with fake sadness in his voice. "If I was such a bad guy I wouldn't keep you alive for so long. Do you see this red orb around you? "

He gestured towards domain he created, or as you would rather say - tiny prison in the middle of nowhere, powered by unholy tricks. You were too stubborn to answer him, but he seemed to not care and simply continued his monologue.

"If I wasn't so kind to share my domain with you, your fragile human body would already perish in extraterrestrial conditions. Instead, you can join me here and enjoy the views most of humanity can only dream of. I even made sure those chains I wrapped around you aren't too hot. " He laughed maniacally, taking away the last bits of hope you had. To you it was getting more and more obvious he won't just put you back on Earth. His rough hand grabbed the chain near your waist and pulled your body closer to him, together with the stone it was chained to. His face was way too close to your own for your liking. You could smell his breath, thankfully it reminded you of fresh mint toothpaste instead of sulfur you expected. "Aren't I the most generous man you have ever met? Say that I am."

You wanted to spit on him in response, but you were afraid of his reaction to such direct disrespect, so you turned your gaze away from him and pursed your lips tight. Smug expression disappeared from Devil's face, replaced by threatening scowl. His warm breath tickled your ear as he whispered to you.

"Don't you understand little human? I keep you alive. The air in your lungs, this safe place among the stars for you, even the stone supporting your body. It's all my doing. It comes from me. That's right, I sustain your life with my power. Unfortunately for you, in this situation it makes me your god." Once again, Devil burst out laughing, even more high-pitched and annoying than previously. He brushed the hair out of your face with his fingers, putting them behind your ear and leaned towards you again, eager to poison you even more with his words. "For all of those priceless gifts I want only one thing in return. Look at me. That's all."

You shivered with disgust but you had no choice but to obey. Reluctantly you looked up at him, realizing you never had a chance to really see him. All those bad quality pictures on the news weren't giving him justice. Incredibly strong, well build body covered with black marks and sweat made your mouth water against your better judgement, his face was rough with sharp features but you couldn't deny how handsome it was. Common sense left your body, replaced with bizarre interest in this being. You wanted to blame his hellish tricks for those thoughts but deep down you weren't so sure about that.

"That's right, take it in. I know you like it, I see it in your eyes." He smirked, awaking anger inside of you. How does he even dare to tease you after putting you in this crazy situation to begin with? Involuntarily you furrowed your brow, triggering another fit of laughter out of him. Choking on his words he taunted you further. "You can get angry all you want, but it doesn't change a thing. You know, I can see how red your cheeks are. I always found it cute how you stare on your TV screen each time my face is shown. Don't get shy now, of course I've seen all of it. You caught my eye back then, when I demolished your pathetic excuse of a workplace. No hard feelings, it just happened to be in my way. Everybody fled and scattered like a bunch of startled chickens, almost trampling each other, such a pitiful sight. Everybody but you. My first thought when I noticed how you kept yourself together and sensibly moved away from the risky area despite the mass panic was to recruit you, but the more I watched you, the more obvious it was to me that you will never team up with bad guys. At first I just wanted to give up and leave you alone but something about the way your body reacted to any mention of me... I saw that cute expression of yours in my daydreams more than I would like to admit. I am not a guy that will let such things disturb his peace, that's why I decided to meet with you one on one. How do you like the place I chose?"

"Have you been stalking me? You sick creature! You don't have a single untwisted brain cell inside that thick skull of yours" You hissed at him, not able to bear the embarrassment. Sure, you took a second glance at him a few times, but come on! It's not like you were unreasonable enough to actually be into guy who just flies around causing misery to everybody and ruining everything!

"Well, at least I'm brave enough to not lie to myself, unlike you. I will be honest with you - I've never spent so much time assessing abilities of anybody else. Let's just say..." he lowered his voice seductively. "You were very easy to look at. "

"How did you even expect me to react when you decided to take me away and keep me up here? It's not like this whole situation makes me despise you any less."

"I don't know." He chuckled. Desperation in his eyes almost made you melt but you knew better than to give up to his manipulation. "Maybe I just wanted you to finally confront this fatal attraction you feel towards me? Or maybe I wanted to see what kind of person would see something desirable in such a monster as me."

"I don't find you desirable!" You protested, a bit too emotionally. The look in his eyes made you wonder if it's still him you speak to or is it Jin Kazama still somewhere inside of him. Did it matter?

"If it's true, why not prove it to me? Worry not, I'll put you back where I took you from in a second if you really want me to, but before that look straight into my eyes and repeat that. Tell me you don't think I'm attractive, that you don't want to touch my body." He leaned his forehead on yours, searching for a sign of rejection in your eyes. His gaze was piercing and intense, making it hard for you to breathe. Smell of expensive cologne reached your nose, it was a bit heavy with pepper and earthy tones freshened up a bit with lemon scent. Strands of black hair tickled your face and you wondered if they feel as spiky as they look.

"I..." You wanted to deny those sinful thoughts, but you were always an awful liar. He grinned, as if he could already taste the victory on his tongue.

"You know, it's not that deep. Nobody will ever know about that. After this, you will come back to your ordinary life, as if nothing happened. Right now nothing else matters, there's only the two of us, among the stars. The Earth, your whole life and all the problems are so far away. This occasion might not repeat ever again. Just forget everything else and let me give you something you won't regret."

His hand gently caressed your cheek and the side of your neck. You hated how quickly he broke down the walls you built around yourself. You wanted to cuss him out but instead you gave in to temptation, kissing him with rage. It was rough, little bites and clashing teeth, but his lips were so soft and warm. He moaned deliciously, making your thighs shake. He really knew what to do with that silver tongue of his, exploring your mouth in a surprisingly patient way. You pulled away first to catch a breath. In a blink of an eye chains binding you were gone, and so were your clothes. The only thing supporting your body were Devil Jin's arms around your waist and his soft wings wrapped around your body, keeping you safe and hidden away from the world. Who knew devil could feel so heavenly?

Your body surrendered to his will, despite strange aching of your soul. It felt to right to truly be wrong, as if your body was created to sink in his soft feathers and be gently swayed to the beat of his heart. Unfortunately for you, his intentions were anything but pure. As soon as he sensed you gave up on trying to deny him what he craved so desperately, he needed to taste you, just like he imagined himself doing so hundred of times. He licked from your neck to your earlobe and left a little mark behind your ear, then he came back to nibble at your collarbones and went down, to leave the trail of kisses between your breasts and a hickey right above your heart. He greedily sucked on your nipple, encouraged by your whimpers of pleasure. How many times did he imagine himself in this situation with you?

"You taste so good, girl. Can't wait to devour you whole" he chuckled, picking you up and sitting you down on his face. Your knees rested on his shoulders and your hands grabbed his horns for stability. His lips felt even better wrapped around your clit, and the way his elongated, inhuman tongue massaged your hole and opened you up to prepare you for what comes next made tears of pleasure run down your cheeks. He didn't seem too experienced, his moves were precise and passionate but his pace was slightly irregular. He ate you out like a starved man, beast-like in his hunger. Devil Jin hoped you would be as obsessed with his taste as he was with yours.

"Yes, baby, ride it for me, I need it too." He muttered into your thighs. You obediently moved your hips, grinding into his face and using his horns to move his head where you needed it the most. Such a bold move was like a confession to Devil Jin, admitting for once that you crave him, and it made him go crazy. You felt him moan into your pussy and it sent you over the edge, making you cum right into his eager mouth.

Devil Jin took you off his shoulders, and made you wrap your legs around his waist, making sure you can see him licking his lips with smug grin plastered on his face.

"Are you ready to feel the power of the Devil?" He needed to make sure, that you want it as much as he does. You weren't able to think straight so you just nodded your head weakly. He laughed at your weakness but you no longer cared. Perhaps your soul was already tainted beyond salvation.

He summoned his chains again. They held you knees apart for him, coiled around you hips and supported your back, creating sort of swing you laid down in. Your arms were tied behind your back with another chain, those red bindings reminded you of shibari ropes. Of course, Devil was a kinky little piece of shit.

He kissed you fiercely to distract you from any discomfort you may feel and pushed inside of you, he was way bigger than you expected but nothing your body couldn't take. His fingers found your clit and massaged it to make it easier for your body to adjust to his size. When you relaxed around him Devil took his fingers into his mouth and licked them clean, winking at you. You rolled your eyes at him in embarrassment.

Devil Jin grabbed the chains around your hips in response and slammed you on his dick like a doll. Using those chains he moved your whole body with his hands, another reminder of how strong and big he was. He looked down at your body, as if he already owned it fully. Every time your soft ass hit his pelvis it got a bit more red from the impact.

His rough thrusts made you lose your mind, your eyes rolled back and your toes curled at this strong sensation. High-pitched moans and praises leaving your mouth fueled his already overgrown ego. Newfound levels of confidence pushed him to try even harder, but he watched out for any signs of discomfort from you. He might have been a monster who usually enjoyed suffering of other people, but he didn't want to give you a reason to actually dislike him. He couldn't bear it if those lovely sounds of delight ever stopped or became dishonest. He needed you to be able to relax and let go in his presence just enough to let him bring you this supernatural feeling. You both knew nobody else could do you like he did.

Not being able to take his tempo for too long you came with a loud moan, almost a scream. Devil Jin hoped he will never forget your sweet voice crying out for him. Your body trembled even after came down from your high. Sight of your tired out and fully sated body was enough to make him reach peak of pleasure as well. To him it never felt this good before, his knees went weak under the intensity of orgasm. In this moment he knew it won't be your last time together.

He called out your name but you didn't respond, already asleep from exhaustion. He smirked in arrogant way, proud of making you this weak. He took in your appearance, calm breathing and thighs still shaking from the things he did to you. He was not a soft or gentle man by any means, but some part of him just needed to kiss your parted lips in this moment. He intended to keep his word and put you back on Earth, but don't be fooled. In the end this devil will find a way to keep you near himself and he planned to make you beg for it too.

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I have 3 for u 2day

NSFW Matthew Patel (Scott Pilgrim)

Vampire Jin kazama (tekken)

Dante comferting reader right after daughter was born (DMC)

I've finished Jin Kazama's and Dante's 👀❤️

My apologies but I can't think of any plot for Matthew Patel since I didn't knew anything about him (same as Jin Kazama I didn't know anything about him but I manage to make it since it's an AU)

If you help me with any plot idea I might finished it 😔

Dante's Ai

Jin Kazama's Ai

[btsugarush]

GANGSTA | myg - 004

summary: rough sex, blood money, drugs, and gang related activity; four things you never predicted to experience in your simple life. not until you opened your mouth and caught his attention.

pairings: gang leader!yoongi x f!reader

warnings: smut, gunplay, drugs, drug addiction, dark!yoongi, drug lord!yoongi, strong language, gang violence, blood and gore, murder, manipulation, possessive/obsessive behavior, abuse, cheating, angst, fluff, dubcon, implied noncon (not from yoongi but within his gang with his knowledge), 18+, minors dni.

word count: 3.5K

authors note: yes, it is here. it only took me 76 years lmao. y’all best give me all the love since y’all wanted to be on my ass about this mf. anyway, enjoy the drama. also this was prewritren with the tags a long time ago so if you no longer wanted to be tagged or if you’re new and wanted to be tagged i’m sorry. the taglist got full but i try to switch out who i tag every chapter.

“Now, are you sure you’re okay? I can personally file a report for you.” Mr. Kim asked for the 6th time. You roll your eyes, fed up with the badgering. You didn’t understand why he cared so much anyway. He was the one that refused to listen to you when you tried to explain why it wouldn’t be a great idea for you to deliver in Gongdan.

You didn’t go into detail about the assault, or even bother to mention Yoongi being the reason it didn’t escalate. You simply just stated to him that you were attacked and managed to slip free.

Luckily for you though, the old man’s guilt for the attack led him to giving you the rest of the day off and you snatched that offer up immediately. Not like he needed your assistance, seeing as the restaurant was practically dead with only about 4 customers. “I’m fine, Mr. Kim. I promise.” You assure him one last time. “Alright then. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow.” You exit the shop, the door dinging as you do. You spot Mina’s car sitting in front of the restaurant, and she smiles cheerfully as you climb inside. “Hey. Thanks for picking me up so early.” You sigh, buckling your seatbelt. “No problem… But why am I picking you up so early? And…” she leans forward, peaking at your ripped shirt. “Why is your shirt ripped?”

You scratch your head, the thought of explaining the situation to Mina made your brain itch. “I had to deliver at the Devil’s playground again, and got attacked.” You kept it short and sweet. Mina’s eyes widened in shock. “What?! Was it that Yoongi guy again?!”

You shake your head. “It wasn’t him, it was this group of guys. Yoongi was actually the one that saved me…” you twiddle with your fingers as your mind wanders about the raven. Mina arches a brow at the gentleness in your voice. “He saved you?” You nod slowly in response. “My god, what does he expect from you now? Sexual favors?”

Of course Mina has to be the most dramatic and think the worst possible thought of everything. “No, he didn’t ask me for any favors. Which I guess is surprising for someone with his track record.” You admit, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth. Mina starts up the car, finally moving from the restaurant premises. “Please don’t tell me you’re buddy buddy with that thug now?”

You scoff, letting your eyes roll back. “Of course not! The guy is a criminal, and stalker. I’d never befriend him,” You argue, crossing your arms. Yoongi may have saved you, but you weren’t swayed by his heroic charm. “Anyway, enough about me and my shitty day, it’s too traumatic to talk about. Did you have a talk with Jin like I suggested?” You change the subject. Mina’s face drops at the mention of her boyfriend’s name. “Yeah, we talked for about 2 minutes before it all blew up. Now we’re not on speaking terms,” She sighs. “I think maybe I should break up with him…”

You frown. ‘There she goes being the most dramatic again…’

“Mina, don’t be so damn hasty all the time.” You try to reason with the blonde. “I’m not!” She defended herself. “I’m just tired, y/n. I’m tired of trying to figure him out. I’d rather break up with him before he breaks up with me.”

Mina had never been the girl to get her heart broken. In high school she was the one always doing the heart breaking, so you could tell that it genuinely killed her to love someone as much as she loved Jin, and not know where his head was at regarding their relationship. “I don’t know, Mina… I just know if I was in your shoes with Kookie, I’d try to work things out before I think of the worst possible outcome.”

Mina pouts, but she doesn’t continue to speak. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, you were right. She shouldn’t just jump the gun and break up with Jin. Although he was acting strangely and it was confusing the hell out of her. “You know… I’m jealous of your relationship with Kookie.” She suddenly blurts, causing you to turn to her with a raised brow. “Huh?”

“I’m jealous,” she repeats. “Of you and Jungkook.”

You tilt your head to the side, your eyebrows now scrunched in curiosity. “Why?”

Mina simply shrugs, sitting quietly for a couple of minutes before answering. “You two match, and have an unbeatable connection. You started off as best friends, which played in your favor. I met Jin in the hospital because he had a broken arm. We don’t have the history you and Jungkook have.”

You smile at the compliment towards your relationship, but quickly shake your head. “History isn’t everything. Some people marry their high school sweethearts and breakup. You and Seokjin just need to be mature– or you at least.” Mina whips her head in your direction, her brows furrowed. “What do you mean by ‘or you at least’?”

“I mean that sometimes you’re immature. You tend to freak out when things don’t go your way and storm off like a child.” Mina snarls. “I’m not immature.” She muttered to herself, practically proving your point. The car finally slows down in front of your apartment before coming to a complete stop. “Thanks for the ride again, Mina. I appreciate you.”

“Of course. I’m mature enough to pick up my best friend when she needs me.” She glares, your previous comment still not sitting well with her. You shake your head, paying no mind to her attitude. “Bye, Mina. I hope everything works out with Jin.” You pushed open the car door, climbing out.

“Yeah, you and me both.” She mutters her last words before she waits for you to close the car door, speeding off into the distance with you standing there to watch. You let out a sigh, shrugging. What was the point of her asking for your advice if she was always going to dislike what you had to say?

You turn on your heels, walking up the steps that lead to your building entrance. As you venture down the hall to your apartment, you spot a shaggy haired man placing a bouquet of flowers right in front of your front door. A smile forms your face as you see the one person you longed to see after such a horrendous experience. “Kookie?”

The brunette jumps slightly, your sudden appearance catching him off guard. Once he registers that it’s you, he smiles as well. “Well shit, I wanted to surprise you with something sweet when you got off. Guess that’s a fail.” He scratches the back of his neck, chuckling. You shake your head, instantly embracing him with a hug. “It’s not a fail. I’m so happy to see you.” Even though you pretty much talked on the phone with Jungkook everyday, it felt like you hadn’t seen him in weeks.

Jungkook’s tattooed arms wrap around your waist, returning your gentle embrace. “I’m happy to see you too, angel. What’re you doing home so early though? I thought you weren’t off till 8:00?”

You bit down on your bottom lip. You wanted to start crying right there just thinking about what almost happened to you today. You hadn’t told him about your trip to Gongdan yesterday because you didn’t want him to worry, but now you felt as though he deserved to know this time. “I got attacked today.” You take a step back, showing him your torn shirt. Jungkook looks down, dumbfounded at how he hadn’t clocked your ripped shirt when you first walked in.

“By who?!” He shouts. “If it was Yoongi and his gang I swear to god–”

You shush Jungkook, looking around to make sure none of your neighbors were in the hallway eavesdropping. “Let’s talk about this inside, okay?” The brunette is pissed, but he nods, awaiting for you to open your apartment door. He grabs the flowers from the floor as you dig through your purse for your key. ‘I really need to get a keychain for this thing," you thought, finally finding the piece of metal in your bag.

You open the door, and Jungkook wastes no time storming in. He places the flowers on your kitchen table, pulling out a chair for you to sit and explain yourself. Even though he was angry he still focused on your wellbeing. You close the door, unsure if you really wanted to recite the situation. Too late to change your mind now though.

You shuffle to the seat that Jungkook pulled out for you, plopping down. “So? Was it Yoongi’s doing?”

How do you even begin to explain all of this? Yes, but not really? While Yoongi was the reason you ended up in Gongdan, he isn’t the one that attacked you. But he has taken a weird interest in you ever since the Makoto showdown between you and his trusty stooge. If you told Jungkook that though, he'd just spend every moment trying to protect you and probably do something unnecessary to get himself hurt. You didn’t want that.

So, maybe it was best to embellish the truth a bit and leave Yoongi out of it.

“I had a delivery in Gongdan today. Jimin was out sick, and I was the only one that could deliver it. A group of guys attacked me on my way back to the restaurant.” Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows. “You had a delivery at the devil’s playground and you took it? What the hell were you thinking?”

“I was thinking that I had to do my job. I had no choice, Kookie. Mr. Kim wasn’t letting me out of it. Believe me, I tried.” The brunette scoffed, redirecting his anger to Mr. Kim. “I should go down there and kick that old man’s ass,” He muttered. Jungkook was never too fond of Mr. Kim. He thought the old man could be a bit misogynistic.

“Did they hurt you?” His voice is now more tender. You shook your head. “No. I’m fine,” You assure him. “The only thing that got hurt is my precious shirt.” You laugh a bit, trying to lighten the mood. “Did they just let you go? How’d you get free?” He pressed on.

“Umm…” you trail off, your thoughts once again wandering to the raven haired man.

“So Wonder Woman, you ready to accept that ride today?”

“They got scared off by someone that happened to be walking by. Lucky me, huh?”

Jungkook sighs smoothly, crouching down in front of your chair. He takes your hands in his, interlocking your fingers. “I’m glad you’re okay, y/n. I hate to know you experienced that and I wasn’t there.” He frowns, leering down at your hands. “Jungkook, you’re not gonna be able to be there for everything, and that’s okay. You’re here now, when I need you the most.”

Jungkook looks up at you. “And I’ll stay here.”

“Please remind me to stop letting you pick out movies. You always pick the cheesiest ones.” Jungkook grimaced as you two reached the end of your movie. You wiped stray tears from your eyes, glaring over at your soon-to-be boyfriend. “The Princess Diaries is a classic. I love it.” Jungkook snorts, shaking his head. “Yeah, well next time I’m picking the movie. Your selection sucks.”

You gasp, taking a pillow from the other end of the couch. “Take that back.” You cock the pillow, ready to deliver a blow. “Okay, okay. I’m sorry… that you’re ass at picking movies.” You swing the pillow down on him, and his hands go up in self defense as he laughs, his back landing on the couch cushions to better protect his face. You take this advantage to straddle the brunette’s waist, continuing your attack until he ultimately surrenders. “Okay, I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” You finally toss the pillow back down to the end of the couch, a victory smirk plastered on your face. “I knew you’d see it my way.”

“Hard not to when I’m being attacked by a pillow.” He looks up at you, still straddling his waist. Jungkook’s hands slowly roam up your legs, stopping to grip your hips. “You’re so beautiful, you know that?” Your cheeks heated up with the compliment, and you felt a sudden wave of warmth between your legs that made you anxious. This was it. There was no better time than this to lose your virginity to Jungkook.

You lean forward, pressing your lips to his pierced ones, the metal was cold against you; Jungkook didn’t hold back, or hesitate the moment your lips were against his. Your mouths moved in sync, but sloppily at the same time as though you both wanted it real bad– and you did. Jungkook’s hands moved from your hips, reaching back to cup your ass in his hands, giving your cheeks a squeeze.

You moaned softly into his mouth, rolling your hips over the rough fabric of his jeans until you felt his cock harden underneath you. Jungkook made sure to assist you, his hands pressing you down harder against his confined length. Your panties were soaked, and your mind was in a daze. You were sure that you had dampened his jeans by now. “Fuck, Y/n…” he muttered in between kisses. “We have to stop before I can’t stop.”

“Then don’t stop, I want this.” You whine, rolling your hips faster. Jungkook moans, eyes squeezing shut. “Fuck, I can’t.” He grabs your hips, forcing you to stop. You take the hint, but you can’t help the pang in your chest. Was there something wrong with you? You didn’t get it. What was he waiting for? You climb off of him, taking your place back on the couch.

It’s silent as Jungkook sits up on the couch, running his fingers through his hair. “Y/n…”

“Save it,” You cut him short. “You don’t want to have sex with me, I get it.” Jungkook shakes his head. “That’s not true. I do.” He argued. You scoff, rolling your eyes. “So then what’s the problem? I’m always practically giving signals that I’m ready and you’re holding back. You have never done that with any girl you’ve dated before me.”

“You’re not any girl I’ve dated before you.”

“Right, I’m y/n, the girl that’s been your best friend for years and the truth is that’s probably all you see me as.” Jungkook says nothing, he doesn’t even bother to argue because that’s just something he hates doing with you. “I uh… I should go.”

“Then go.” You snapped. Jungkook nods, standing up from the couch. As he walks to the front door, he looks back at you. You don’t look his way, you just continue to stare forward. “You’re not any girl I’ve dated before you.” He repeats; those are his final words before he opens the door and leaves.

Your eyes brim with tears as you finally turn, looking towards the table where Jungkook’s bouquet of flowers sat.

“Well well well, look who made a full recovery today.” You eye Jimin taking orders as you walk into Makoto. Jimin smiles at you, happy to see you in what felt like forever since you two worked together. “Y/n, it’s good to see you too.” He greets. You cross your arms, not in a greeting mood. “I have a bone to pick with you once you’re done here.” You say, walking back to the kitchen to clock in.

“Y/n, good afternoon. How are you feeling today?” Mr. Kim asks you as you grab an apron from the hook, tying the black fabric around your waist. “It’s a Monday, how am I supposed to be feeling?” You speak dreadfully. You barely got any sleep after what happened last night with Jungkook, and now you were at work. Jungkook hadn’t even called or texted you. Not that you wanted him to right now.

“Well, I meant everything that happened yesterday, how are you feeling today?” He reiterates. You grab a time card, swiping it through the clock. “I’m fine, Mr. Kim.” You walk past him, taking a notepad and pen from the cup holder. Jimin walks back into the kitchen, his face suddenly pale like he was ready to puke. Maybe he was sick.

“Hey, um, there’s someone out there at table three that’s requesting for you to take their order.” He says, scratching the back of his neck. You raise a skeptical brow. ‘Requesting me? Could it be Jungkook?’ You thought. Maybe he wanted to talk in person instead of over the phone. You didn’t see why he couldn’t have waited until your shift was over and come to your apartment, but you didn’t argue with the gesture.

“Okay…?” You walk out of the kitchen towards the dining area. As you scope out table three, you don’t see Jungkook, but in fact, Yoongi, Joon, and two other guys you don’t know. That’s why Jimin looked so sickly. You shake your head, sauntering over to their table. “What’re you doing here? Was yesterday not enough?” You snap at Yoongi.

“Nice to see you too,” the raven laughs, leaning back in his chair. “Yesterday is the reason I’m here in person, sweetheart. Wouldn’t want you getting your pretty self into any more trouble in my hood.” He smirked. “You remember my boy Joon, don’t you?”

“Wonder Woman, it’s good to see you again.” You glare at Joon, rolling your eyes. You didn’t have time for this. Yoongi was the last person you cared to see right now, and you definitely never wanted to see Nam-joon again. “So are you here to order something or are you here to be the bane of my existence?”

“Depends… are you on the menu?” He bites his bottom lip, looking you up and down. Joon, and Yoongi’s other two minions snicker and you’ve decided you’ve had enough of this pig fest. “Okay, goodbye.” You turn to head back to the kitchen, but Yoongi stops you by grabbing your wrist. “I’m just joking around, sweetheart. I’m here to ask you something.” You pull your wrist from his grip, turning back to face him. “Ask me what?”

“Well, I’m having this kickback at my place tonight. I want you to slide through.” You scrunch your eyebrows together in confusion. “What on earth would make you think I’d dare to step foot into Gongdan again? And what makes you think I’d go to your shifty ass warehouse?”

“Well, I just thought after my heroism the other day you would want to thank me more properly.” You scoffed. Mina was right. He was expecting some kind of sexual favor from you. “I knew it. You only helped because you thought you could use me later on. I should’ve expected that from someone like you.” You leave their table, making your way back towards the kitchen, but this time Yoongi stands up from his seat to follow you.

“Princess,” He stops you again, his hand grazing your waist, but he doesn’t fully touch you in a manner that came across as though he was trying to respect your boundaries–for once. He steps in front of you, blocking your way to the kitchen. “It’s not like that. I helped you because I wanted to.”

“Is that so? Because it truly didn’t seem like it just a second ago.” You snarled, crossing your arms. The raven makes a “tsk” sound before continuing on. “Sweetheart, if that’s all I wanted from you then I would’ve made you give it to me right there in the alleyway. Regardless of what happened,” His face was stone cold serious. He meant that. You stood silent, not knowing what to say next.

“Listen… sometimes I have these kickbacks, and they’re a vibe, but it would be better if I saw your pretty face there.” His voice is soft, so soft that you didn’t think someone like Yoongi could produce such a tone. “I don’t think it would be a good idea for me to take a bus through Gongdan at night.”

“So don’t. I’ll pick you up.”

You sigh, slowly feeling yourself ready to cave in and you didn’t know why. You literally could not stand this man. He was a stalker for fuck sakes. A criminal. And yet… here you were ready to accept his invitation because of one good gesture, and a sudden softness to his voice. Yoongi’s eyes search for yours until they lock, a smile forming his face. For a moment as you're looking into the raven’s eyes you begin to question is he really the monster he makes people believe? Or is that all for looks?

“Hey, can we get the check please?” A customer calls out. Your eyes snap away from Yoongi’s. You had almost forgotten you were at work. “Look, I have to get back to work. I’ll… I’ll let you know.” You take your notepad, writing down your phone number. As you rip the paper from the pad, you actually begin to question your sanity. You hand the paper to Yoongi, his lips tilting in a sly smirk as he takes it.

“I look forward to hearing from you, princess.”

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[uwu-bxtch]

||I’M A GOOD GIRL OFFICER|| k.n.

summary :: “everybody knows that i’m a good girl officer.” OR detective!nanami is suspicious of you murdering your husband and you need to convince him otherwise.

content :: film noir au, detective!nanami, nanami kento x reader, suggestive, mentions of murder, quid pro quo, fem reader

a/n :: guys i was tryna go for those old timey detective films. film noir is the proper term. i hope yall like it, should i do a part two?

it’s late into the night when nanami kento finally has had enough of looking at paperwork. with a loud sigh, the detective stands from his desk and walks towards his mini bar. pouring himself a shot of whiskey, he contemplates the case at hand.

Jin Takeshi, the town’s most well known business owner, mysteriously died two days ago. being the best in his league, he was put on the case. all clues point to his wife, but no one would believe him. he’s been suspicious since she first appeared in his office with the cops. he just needed to find a way to prove his hunch. with another groan, he downs his shot before placing the cup down with a clank.

“a man who knows how to hold his liquor, i like that.”

he didn’t even hear you come in. kento looked behind him to see the devil herself.

“mrs. takeshi, how did you get in here?”

you hold your hand up to your chest, feigning sadness.

“please, (y/n) is fine. that name only hurts my heart more.”

unaffected, kento continues to give her a blank stare, waiting for her answer.

“you’re suspicious of me, why?”

leaning against his desk, kento quickly looks you up and down, analyzing your body language.

“your husband is dead and you’re my only witness, how do you explain that?”

you shift a bit in your big fur coat, avoiding his tense gaze. truly, you didn’t think you’d get this far but now wasn’t the time for any hesitation.

“i didn’t kill my husband, honest, mr. nanami.”

“yet you were so quick with his funeral.”

“he was a good man, detective!”

you might’ve gotten too defensive, noticing kento’s slight brow raise.

“you weren’t upset with him at all?”

you frown, faux offense written on your face.

“I loved him, he treated me goo—“

“then how do you explain this, miss.”

dipping his finger in his cup, he approaches you and wipes your under eye makeup, revealing a nasty bruise. he noticed it when you first showed up with the cops two days ago, but decided to look past it that day, not wanting to put you through more grief. you gulp nervously, not sure how you were going to get yourself out of this.

“seems like he pushed you past your limit that day. finally had enough?”

“h-how did you—“

“your husband was a prominent figure, so of course i did extensive research. gossip, articles, you name it. your neighbors are quite chatty.”

kento steps back to his spot on his desk.

“well, what’s a girl like me supposed to do stuck with a man like that?” you plead, voice dripping with desperation.

“i don’t know miss, but at the end of the day you killed a man.”

your eyes begin to prickle with tears.

“please, sir, i won’t survive in jail!”

you look into his eyes to find some type of sympathy, but he avoids your gaze. suddenly an idea pops into your head.

slowly, you open up your coat, clearing your throat to get his attention once again.

“you seem like you know how to treat a woman right.”

once your coat falls to the floor you make the short trip to the man. in nothing but a red lace panty set, you push your body against kento’s.

“ma’am this is in—“

you gently press your pointer finger to his lips as your other hand starts palming at his bulge.

“i bet you can take care of me real nice. let me take care of you and we can forget this whole exchange, yeah?”

kento gulped, his cock growing harder every second. yes, he wouldn’t mind cracking you right over his desk, but this was unprofessional. he was better than this. he looks down at you and his resolve instantly crumbles at your doe eyes looking up at him. a ghost of a smirk appears on your face once you notice his demeanor fall slightly.

kento’s hands travel up from your ass to your waist, giving you ass a slight squeeze on their way up.

“is that a yes big boy?”

your voice was dripping with seduction. nanami closed his eyes, letting out a quiet ‘damn’ before leaning down to kiss you. his kiss was hungry but gentle. nothing but the quiet smack of your lips filled his office. the hand still on his bulge started to work on his zipper until you hear the door open.

“mr. nanami i’m heading out for the—oh!”

you instantly jump off the man, scrambling to cover yourself up with your coat. the secret gasped at the scene before her. the victim’s wife and suspect mackin it with the lead detective was not a good look. you quickly rush your way to the door where the secretary was still standing in shock.

“i should get going now, thank you for the meeting mr. nanami!” you hurriedly walk out of the office, leaving a disheveled kento and his secretary to stare at each other.

“i’m sorry you had to see that,” kento clears his throat, adjusting himself to look more presentable.

“see what? i’m heading out, calling in sick tomorrow too. don’t overwork yourself mr. nanami.”

the secretary also hurries out the room, leaving nanami alone with his thoughts.

what the hell did i just do?

MASTERLIST :: PART TWO

[demonshauntingthedoves]

𝒌𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒆𝒐𝒌𝒋𝒊𝒏

Hiraeth : Yandere!seokjin x female reader (@wildestdreamsblog )

Mold a Pretty Lie : YandereProfessor!jin x undergrad!female reader (@blog-name-idk )

Fools Paradise : YandereStranger!jin x pregnant reader (@min-hoax )

Price of Prejudice : YandereLord!jin x femal reader (@girlmeetsliv3)

Mercy : YandereKing!seokjin x maid female reader (@raggaraddy)

Obsidian Pearl : YandereMerman!seokjin x female reader (@angelicyoongie )

Ringmaster : YandereRingmaster!jin x female reader (@koosbabygrl)

Closed Curtains : YandereDirector!jin x rookie actress female reader (@angellgguk )

Sit, still look pretty; : YandereHusband!jin x wife reader (@aajjks )

𝒌𝒊𝒎 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒋𝒐𝒐𝒏

Let the Villain Win : YandereWriter!namjoon x female (@lemonjoonah)

Persephone : YandereMafia!namjoon x female reader (@deepdarkdelights )

Baby Fever : YandereIdol!namjoon x female reader (@wildestdreamsblog)

𝒎𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒊

Latibule : YandereMafia!yoongi x female reader (@wildestdreamsblog)

Angel's Mask : YandereMafia!yoongi x female leader (@min-hoax )

Daisy : YandereTeacher!yoongi x female reader (@cosmostae )

𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒐𝒌

Runaway : YandereVampire!hoseok x female reader (@raggaraddy)

Forbidden Fruit : Yandere!hoseok x fem reader (@deepdarkdelights)

𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒋𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒏

Little Mouse : YandereBully!jimin x chubby brazilian female reader (@thvlouvre )

Porcelain : YandereDollseller!jimin x female reader (@deepdarkdelights)

The Scent Of The Flower : YandereStepdad!jimin x female reader (@cosmostae)

Defiant Affairs : YandereStepbro x female reader (@yandere-society)

From Afar : YandereTeacher!jimin x female reader (@min-hoax )

𝒌𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒂𝒆𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒏𝒈

Open : YandereBully!taehyung x stalker-ish female reader (@euphoricfilter )

Strawberries : Yandere!taehyung x female reader (@cosmostae )

Cut : YandereActor!taehyung x female actor reader (@deepdarkdelights)

𝒋𝒆𝒐𝒏 𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒌

POLARITY : YandereBestfriend'sbf!jungkook x female reader (@darkestcorners )

DARKNETS : YandereHacker!jungkook x female reader (@darkestcorners )

Bloody Love : YandereKing!jungkook x female reader (@hongjoongscafe)

Hangman : Yandere!jungkook x female reader (@aft3rhrs)

The Deepest Marks of Essence : YandereTribeleader!jungkook x female reader (@lleldey)

The Crimson Shell : YandereMermaid!jungkook x female reader (@angelicyoongie )

Obsesión : YandereRugbyplayer!jungkook x hispanic latina reporter female reader (@thvlouvre )

Raven : YandereCultleader!jungkook x female reader (@darkestcorners )

I'm not human at all : Yandere!jungkook x female reader (@silv3rswirls)

Velvet Heart : YandereIdol! jungkook x female reader (@bonny-kookoo )

LESSON I : YandereTeacher!jungkook x bully student fem reader (@redsaurrce )

Companionship : Yandere!jungkook x female reader (@aft3rhrs)

Bunny koo : Yanderebunnyhybrid!jungkook x owner fem reader (@aajjks )

Your eyes tell : YandereTwin!jungkook x female reader (@angellgguk )

Brother Knows Best : YandereStepbro!jungkook x female reader (@cosmostae)

Angel : Yandere!jungkook x female reader (@silv3rswirls)

You Are My Crown : YanderePrince!jungkook x female reader (@redsaurrce)

Silver blades : YanderePrince!jungkook x fem reader (@jooniyah )

Scream, baby : Yanderebf!jungkook x female reader (@aajjks )

Nuisance : YandereStepbro!jungkook x female reader (@min-hoax )

Devil's Child : YandereStepbro!jungkook x female reader (@cosmostae )

Crush : YandereSimp!jungkook x barista fem reader (@aajjks )

Heartstrings : YandereNerd!jungkook x fem reader (@cosmostae )

[lo1k-diamonds]

💎Masterlist💎

All my writing can be found on ao3 and there’s no way I’m putting my gigantic stories here 🙈😅

That said, I’ll still put here the list with all my stories and links to find them!

[All my stories have angst - from just a misunderstanding to full-blown out-of-proportion fights 😋]

🔥 » SMUT | 📚 » multichapter | 🎀 » fluff [G- general/T- teen/M-mature/E-explicit]

Series

Soul Palette (Soulmate AU) >> [Masterpost] >> In this soulmate alternative universe, there are no marks, no strings, and no traces to guide them to their other half. But if they listen carefully, destiny is just around the corner patiently waiting to mix them in the soul palette and create universes - together.

SX Seoul >> [Masterpost] >> SX Seoul is a new club in Itaewon. Decorated with neon lights, its cozy and enveloping ambiance will have you living your wildest dreams. Each story is standalone - one per member!

RM 

Unique (E) 🔥📚 - OC x idol!NJ

Part 1: After overhearing something he shouldn’t have, Namjoon promises to make it up to the bride by keeping her maid of honor company during the rehearsal dinner party. What was supposed to be an unremarkable night became something so much more. [Tumblr]

Part 2: It’s a year later when Angie decides to visit Hyejin, both women looking to get away from their problems. But a certain group is just pausing their tour, and old feelings are rekindled when their paths cross.

Klartraum (E) 🔥📚 - OC x idol!NJ - AU » A story that follows Namjoon as he takes notes of his dreams of you in a dream journal.

Smoke Sprite (M) 🔥 - idol!Namjoon x So!YoON! - A short drabble about the song [Tumblr]

Closer (E) 🔥 - SX Seoul Series » NJ x Reader » Namjoon and you were friends for years — he was your confidant, protector, and haven. You didn’t want to risk it, no matter what, but some things can’t be kept in the dark. [Tumblr]

Jin

Carnation (T)📚 - Soul Palette (Soulmate AU) (1st entry)» OC x idol!SJ » In early 2018, BTS were at a crossroads: after working so hard to set foot in the music industry of South Korea, their sudden jump into stardom became something they never anticipated. Jin believed in his dongsaengs but was just as lost as them when his soulmate entered the picture. [1st chapter - Tumblr]

Break-line (E) 🔥 - SX Seoul Series » Jin x Reader » You’ve been chasing dreams and medals ever since you can remember, with your best friend Seokjin by your side. You thought you had everything you could possibly want — until you find out Jin is keeping a secret from you. [Tumblr]

Suga

Call you mine (E) 🔥📚 - Soul Palette (Soulmate AU) (3rd entry)» OC x idol!YG » A slowburn rejection soulmate story about falling in love with Min Yoongi. [1st chapter - Tumblr]

Sugar Rush Ride (E) 🔥 - SX Seoul Series » YG x Reader » You produced a song based on your hidden desires for your fellow producer and promised yourself that tonight, things would change. You were done pining after him, but then he arrived at the listening party. [Tumblr]

Too Sweet (E) 🔥📚 » You x Demon!YG » Coming from unabashed wealth has its perks — like never having to lift a finger in your life. When that suddenly changes, you end up at a crossroads: how far will you go to have everything you want? [Masterpost]

Stellar Behavior (E) 🔥📚 » Officer!Yoongi x Mafia (f)reader »  Yoongi has been in the police force for long enough to know that the system isn’t perfect, so when an injustice is about to put his protégé in jail, he has no other choice but to go to you. You’re the devil, but you’re hard to resist, and he needs to decide between falling into temptation or showing you that two can play the game.[Masterpost]

J-hope

Seeking the sunrise (E) 🔥📚 - Soul Palette (Soulmate AU) (2nd entry)» OC x idol!HS » No one needs a soulmate to have love, right? [1st Chapter - Tumblr]

Jimin

Dress (E) 🔥 - OC x idol!JM » After pining for years, she has reached her breaking point — and it started with a dress. [Reader version - Tumblr]

Like Crazy (E) 🔥 - SX Seoul Series » JM x Reader » You let your desires run wild and things got too far while figuring out the choreography for Jimin’s next single. You thought it was best to pretend it never happened, but he decided to chase you, hoping to set things right. [Tumblr]

V

Love Crumbs (M) 📚 - OC x Office!Tae - Office AU » Quinn’s plans were simple: win that promotion and maybe have a little fun on the side. Taehyung was in love with someone else, but that wasn’t an issue. It’s a shame things are never really that simple.

A woman's best friend (E) 🔥 - Tae x (f) reader » When you met, you and Taehyung hit it off instantly, becoming the closest of friends. You thought he was off limits, meanwhile, he’s been begging for a chance to put an end to your friendship. [Tumblr]

Paramour (E) 🔥 - SX Seoul Series » Tae x (f) reader » You were born for the quick and glamorous life surrounding celebrities — they had their little dramas and breakdowns, and you were there to clean up the mess. But you have your own secret, and doing your job might get you in trouble with your paramour. [Tumblr]

Jungkook

Far Cry (E)🔥📚 - OC x idol!JK - Lost AU » After barely escaping captivity, Jungkook is lost in a jungle on an unknown island with an injured Namjoon and an amnesiac girl. {ongoing 💜} [1st Chapter - Tumblr] ➡ snippets

Standing Next to You (M) 🔥 - You x Demon!JK - MV based » JK is a lust demon — a powerful being that inflames desires at the simplest glance. That is his nature and all there is to his existence. Until there was you.

Bubbles (E) 🔥📚 - SX Seoul Series » JK x Reader » You’re back in town and your first stop in a night out with friends is a new club: SX Seoul. You had no plans, but when you see your ex, everything changes. - [Part 1] [Part 2]

How to Choose a Valentine (T) 🎀 - reader x idol!JK » Who knew the best company for Valentine’s Day would be a lovely Doberman? And who knew he’d get you a Valentine? Well, sort of. [Tumblr]

Be as it must (E) 🔥📚 » Alpha!Jungkook x Omega(f)reader »  It’s hard being an omega in a world where they've all but disappeared, but you're safe as long as you stay under the radar. What happens when you're found and taken to your boss, CEO Jeon Jungkook?[Masterpost]

[back2bluesidex]

Call Me Oppa - MYG (18+)

Pairing: Yoongi X Fem!Reader

Theme: PWP, Smut, established relationship au.

Word count: 1350

Summary: Yoongi has a weird kink... Maybe you'll find it out soon enough.

Warnings: Oppa kink, unprotected sex (stay safe y'all), creampie, fucking on a couch, Jin appears, Yoongi is lowkey jealous, Minors DNI!

***********

"Oppa, put it here" you call out to Jin and Yoongi eyes you from across the room. Jin puts the box where you pointed out and sighs. 

"Here you go. Anything left to do?" He asks you. 

"Nope. Nothing more. I really appreciate all the help. Me and Yoongi could never do all of it on our own. Who knew shifting can be this messy." You say as you scan the apartment and make a mental note of all the boxes that need to be unpacked and organised. 

"It's nothing, Y/N. This is what friends are for. Right Yoongi?" Jin calls Yoongi out as he peeks behind his broad shoulders to the younger one. Yoongi humms from the kitchen, trying to fix the blender that Namjoon broke a few minutes back. 

"Oppa, go and have lunch. We'll join you in a few." You tell Jin already feeling guilty for the amount of work you had put all of them through. 

"See ya." Jin departs leaving you and your boyfriend alone in your very new penthouse. 

"You never call me Oppa." Yoongi says all of a sudden. You contemplate for a minute if you have heard him right or not. 

"What? What are you talking about?" You ask him, being very confused about his weird allegation. 

"I said, you never call me oppa but hyung gets to hear that a lot." He says calmly, as if he is not saying something that is totally out of context. 

"I mean, I suppose to call him that, I guess? He is older than me and very much like a brother to me… so what else do I call him? I just don't get to call him by his name, honorifics you know?" You object. 

"You can refer to your boyfriend/husband as oppa too, you know that." He places his argument. 

"I know but it cringes me. Baby, babe, even jagi will do but not oppa." You reply, cutting the plastic wrap of your very new white couch that both of you wanted to buy for a long time but was too afraid with all the chances of getting it all dirty. You don't notice Yoongi coming behind you, eyes raking your body in an irresistible urge of taking you right then and there. 

Before you can register your boyfriend's presence right behind you, his big hands grab you by your waist as he presses his semi-hard cock on your butt. 

You grasp because of his sudden actions, "yoon-" he cuts you by pressing soft kisses on the back of your neck. 

"What if I want you to call me oppa?" He says in between the kisses. You wiggle to get rid of his hold but he only holds you tighter in your place. 

"Yoongi, not now plea-" he cuts you again by biting the crook of your neck. A soft moan escapes your lips. 

"You don't have to call me oppa all the time. But maybe when no one is hearing? Maybe when I'm stretching your tight pussy out with my bare cock? Maybe when I'm fucking your brain out? Maybe when I rutt into you on our new couch?" His hand slips into your sweat shorts right through your panty as he starts to tease your fold. You're wet, not a lot but wet. And he takes the opportunity to abuse your clit for a bit so that he can slide his fingers and then his cock in smoothly. 

You throw your head back at his chest granting him a better access to the skin of your throat. His fingers rub on your clit roughly and his teeth do a fair job on creating bruises on your neck, you get wetter and wetter by each second.

"The boys are downstairs, yoongi." You say in a breathy way. 

"Who cares." He says before disconnecting his mouth from your skin and pushing you down on the couch. However, his fingers do not slip out of your shorts. 

Yoongi climbs over you and finally slips his fingers out only to discard clothes from your body in an urgency. 

Devil works fast but Yoongi works faster while sliding down your sweat shorts along with your cotton panties down and your tshirt out of your body, leaving you completely naked for his eyes only. 

"So beautiful" he says briefly before slipping two of his fingers in your cunt. 

His mouth finds your hardened nipple and he takes a long suck, one that makes your whine loudly. He bites on your nipple, you hiss, "Yoongi please." 

"Call me oppa." He says and you obey him without much thought, also you're not in a condition of thinking anything. 

His fingers bend and he finds the spot that makes you squeal. 

"Oppa! Please!" You moan out loudly. 

"That's like a good girl" Yoongi praises you. 

Your hands reach out for Yoongi's tshirt, he takes the signal and briefly detaches himself from you to slip out of his clothes. 

Your new penthouse has a nice view. One advantage of owning a penthouse on the 18th floor is that you get a beautiful view of the cityscape and afternoons with the mesmerizing view of sunsets. And that beautiful view gets double the more exciting when your boyfriend is standing naked in all of his glory. His long hair reaches almost to his shoulder, his lean but muscular body gets bathed in the orangey hue casted by the setting sun, his dick stands tall and proud ready to fuck you into oblivion. You love it all, you love him with everything you have. 

"Admiring me?" Yoongi says lowering himself on the couch again. 

"You're so beautiful." You say as if in a daze. Yoongi's cheeks take up a dusty pink colour and you know he is shy. He might not be the most vocal person about his feelings, his likes and dislikes but you know how much he likes to be praised for his appearance. 

However, that pink hue goes away as soon as it comes rather a darker shade takes over his gaze. He positions his cock on your entrances and teases your slit for a bit. 

"Stop teasing, yoo- oppa" you correct yourself and by the look on your boyfriend's face, you know he likes it. 

He enters you slowly and gives you enough time to adjust. Once you're okay with his length, he starts moving slowly. His hands roam all over your body but come to a stop on your wrists. He pins those above your head and you know you're gonna be wrecked very soon. 

As soon as your hands are pinned above your head, Yoongi picks up his speed. 

He starts pounding you at an inhuman pace and you can't help to moan incoherent words. 

"You like it? Me fucking you in our new apartment? Right by this huge ass window?" Yoongi asks.

"Yes oppa! Yes! I like oppa's cock drilling in my cunt." You moan. 

"Fuck!" Yoongi groans, you know your words are affecting him. 

"You dirty little slut! You're all mine!" He says again, placing a hand on your tummy while the other one stays above your head pinning down your wrists. 

"Yes oppa yes! All yours!!" You whisper. You feel your heat building in your stomach as he hits your g-spot again and again. As a result your walls start to squeeze the hell out of him. 

"I can't stay longer if you keep on squeezing like this!" He grits through his teeth. 

"I'm close. I can't-" and with that you cum on his cock. 

"Fuck baby! We're not using condoms! Where should I-"

"Anywhere but my white couch! I'll kill you if you spill a single drop! Cum in me! Fuck! Cum in me!" You scream out and Yoongi cums in you. 

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Yoongi comes down from his high and falls on the top of your body. You both try to catch your breath. 

"We will appreciate it if you stop talking about cumming on the couch, we are trying to eat here!!" Someone yells from downstairs. It's Jin again. 

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[alessiamalfoyzabini]

Dark Moon | Chapter Fourteen

Pairing | yandere!Jimin x Reader

Word Count | 4,5k

Warnings | +18, yandere themes, Stockholm syndrome, fluff, smut, slight panic attack at first, body worship, pussy worship, pussy eating, face riding, fingering, nipples licking, couch fucking, vaginal sex, intense orgasms and devastating emotions, soft yandere Jimin, mentions of ruined childhood

This fanfiction is yandere, if you don't like the genre, don't read and if you are not of age, don't read.

I don't want to hear any complaints in the comments, thank you.

This does not reflect my way of thinking or living at all, it is just a work of fiction, it is like watching a horror movie, many of us love horror movies, but we would never dream of what we see in those movies happening in reality as well.

Simply put, this story was written for entertainment purposes, it should not be seen as a reflection of my values, opinions or morals. I absolutely do not condone such acts.

⤷ Summary | She just wanted to escape her past, take charge of her life and break out of her steel cage, praying in God for a miracle that could change her life for good.

And her prayers were heard, but it was not the Divine that answered her.

That was certainly the devil in the guise of an angel, she thought as those corrupted and empty eyes searched her soul with extreme voracity.

He turned a sweet, false smile on her, before pushing her into the abyss.

➢ Author's Note | Hi, guys! 🥰❤️

Hope you are happy with this update! This one is a bit longer than the others! Always let me know your thoughts, you make me very happy ❤️

PS: Forgive me for the mistakes, it was not an easy week for me and I did not have much time 😭❤️

Taglist: @katherine-kookie, @dragons-flare, @m00njinnie, @seokjins-luigi, @pjmsneverland, @jimincrystal, @ajkwww, @ungodlyjoon , @hecateslittlewitchling , @namjoonsbuspass , @darkuni63 , @xicanacorpse , @jiminismine4ever , @btssimpjaneth , @antisocial-mochi267 , @reallygenerouskoala , @velvet-stardust2002 , @angelicsmilesworld

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"I finally found you," huffed Seokjin in front of Choi Minhoo, the man had been tied to a wooden chair, only Minho, Seokjin, Jungkook and Namjoon were present in that warehouse. The latter were just waiting for Jin's order to act; they were vibrating with fury.

"Be careful, Jin! My family members won't be happy about this!" he ranted with foam at his mouth, as frightened and rabid as a rat in a trap, Jungkook growled at those words, put his hand to his gun that he faithfully kept in his pocket, but a glance from Seokjin froze him in place.

"Uh, that's scary," put on a fake pout Jin with those beautiful rosy lips of his, "Now I'm going to shit my pants, look."

"Take the piss out of me, they're going to destroy you anyway," he growled, but that only made the man in charge of the Bangtans smile more broadly.

"That slut of a cousin of yours hurt Jimin when he was just a little boy, the result was that her body was dismembered by my dogs, and she was still alive while they ate her, you kidnapped and raped his woman, which amounts to another member of my family now," he began as he walked toward Minho, before grabbing the collar of his torn jacket, "I'm tired of having to pick up the pieces of what you and your damn family break, I will kill you all, child or adult, I will eradicate you from this world as the haughty and arrogant scum that you fucking are," he hissed, tightening his grip so tightly that the tendons in his wrists trembled before he pulled away.

Inhaling before recomposing himself, Namjoon and Jungkook looked at each other with a smirk-that was Jin.

"Jin! Jin! Kim Seokjin, stop!" shouted Minho after him as the man walked away, giving way to his bodyguards, "You said you were interested in politics, right! I can introduce you to the prime minister!" he finally shouted desperately, but Seokjin ignored him expressionlessly.

Neither he nor Jimin would have soiled themselves for such a being. He had deliberately decided not to tell Jimin about Minho's capture, knowing him he would have wanted to kill him with his own hands, but he wanted him to spend more time with Y/N.

He knew that sooner or later Jimin would fall into the arms of a woman he would love with sincere passion, that was what was needed for a troubled soul like his.

They needed to be done with the Choi family forever, all of them.

For days there had been a tense air in the house, Jimin was not there-according to him he had vital research to do-and in his place Taehyung had arrived to keep her company. He did not even use the guest room, preferring the living room sofa to Y/N's dismay.

The living room was her favorite place to read and eat, with Taehyung having conquered that piece of the apartment by now she could always be found hanging around it and disappearing.

Taehyung on his part tiptoed around when she was present, feeling uncomfortable.

He had endangered her with his indifference, plus he had also seen her in an extremely delicate moment, where she was weak and naked in every way.

He always peered at the girl with a pout, undecided how to start a possible conversation, she was not helping him at all in this, she was always so quiet and on her own....

With a snort he saw her head for the kitchen for a snack. He had to do it now.

"Y/N" when he reached her the woman gasped slightly, she had not expected him to come and talk to her, they had ignored each other so peacefully until now, inside she regretted leaving her room.

"Yes?" she huffed slightly, turning away.

At first glance Taehyung looked like a man of integrity, serious and good at his job, but at that moment he was showing his face full of emotion. He seemed nervous about something.

"I ... would like to apologize to you," he said with a note of embarrassment, the girl's eyes widened.

"To me?"

"Yes, it was my fault that they managed to catch you that day. It was my responsibility to control and protect you, I broke my word and for that I apologize" Taehyung bowed respectfully, Y/N was simply stunned.

They had never treated her with that much respect, why now?

Something told her that Jimin's hand was present.

"It's not totally your fault, I attacked your friend and you were reasonably pissed off, I apologize for making you worry about Jimin's condition.... I lost my mind in that instant, I did the only thing I thought was right so I wouldn't suffer anymore," she explained with regret.

"You did what anyone would have done," Taehyung replied, "My anger aside, Jimin was not behaving well with you and you did what you thought was right, that doesn't mean I would allow you to do it again, but I can still understand and yes, it remains my responsibility what happened to you, there won't be a next time."

Y/N nodded a little embarrassed, the determined expression in those languidly slitted eyes put her slightly in awe.

"Um... would you like some strawberry tea? I've made too much for myself," she said turning slightly toward the full teapot, with a small smile Taehyung agreed.

"I love strawberries."

Jimin came home with such a serious look on his face that it made Y/N guess that it was better to turn away from him.

Taehyung had left ten minutes earlier and the idea of being alone with a Jimin in that state unnerved her, she did not want to think that the boy would attack her again for his frustrations, so it was best not to pull the cat's tail too much.

The boy in question noticed the girl's strange attitude, she was moving in a hurry to wash her dishes, she wanted to run to her room and this would have been clear even to the least empathetic person in the world.

"Y/N" the sound of his voice uttering her name so quietly made her freeze suddenly, the water continued to flow in the sink without any more purpose and she did not move to stop it, "Can you come here please?"

She closed her eyes with a soft, inaudible sigh, counted to three before turning away with a slight smile.

She left everything in the sink and turned off the water, then walked over to him who sat at the table staring at her with predatory, glittering eyes, one rings-decorated hand tapped on his thick, muscular thigh, the elastic fabric of his pants wrapped around it beautifully and she found herself swallowing, "Sit here."

She did as she was told and the boy's arms soon wrapped around her at hip level, Jimin buried his head between her neck and shoulder, inhaling her sweet scent.

Y/N felt herself flaring up, the sensation of Jimin's warm breath warmly caressing her made her heart, already swollen with unexpressed emotions, throb.

"Jimin?"

"I've missed you," he repeated the words with which he had returned her the day he found her, Y/N instantly relaxed noticing that Jimin did not mean to hurt her in any way.

"I missed you too," she returned the hug, sinking her face into the soft locks of the man who smiled broadly in response.

"It's been especially stressful to handle things today."

"Are you looking for Minho?"

She asked quietly, not giving away how much even mentioning his name destabilized her, but Jimin knew her well by now; in fact, he sent her a reproachful look.

"Don't ask things you don't want to know, baby," he softly stroked one cheek still marked by a light bruise.

"I just wish you would confide in me, you keep everything inside and then you get sick."

"I won't be sick if you're with me," he replied seriously, peering longingly at her, his eyes lowered to her sugary lips and he closed his eyes, trying to hold himself back.

"Jimin...."

"Y/N." he stopped her by pronouncing her name firmly, "I want to make love to you."

A delicious twinge of pleasure made her intimacy throb, the arms she held tightly around the boy's neck trembled, "Jimin, I don't know if..." she felt so confused.

Fuck, she wanted him. She wanted him with all her heart, but she didn't want to be reminded of Minho, or his henchman hitting her repeatedly as she and Jimin lost themselves in their moment.

"Let's try it," she narrowed her eyes at the man's pleading tone, it was a new side of Jimin she never thought she would see, perhaps he had never begged any woman to fuck, the idea that she was the first one he begged even for a kiss appealed to her, "If anything happens I will stop immediately."

After that reassurance she found herself nodding with soft legs, Jimin kissed her with transport, savoring those sweet lips that tasted of tea and strawberries, fuck, it could become his new favorite taste.

Y/N reciprocated more calmly, trying to keep up with the man's voraciousness that did not just stop at her lips, but sank into her mouth languidly seeking the woman's tongue, gently intertwining in a perfect dance for them.

In a way she found it touching how tender Jimin was in squeezing her hips without hurting her, she had never experienced such intimacy with a man before, she liked it, and she did not want it all to end and go back to the dry old normal.

When they parted a few tears escaped from the young woman's eyes, Jimin stepped back slightly wiping the path they traced along her tender cheeks.

"Should we stop?" he asked sympathetically, but Y/N denied it immediately.

"No, it's just... I liked it, I've never done it like that," she said.

"Like that?"

"So intimate, with someone who loves me" she pulled up with her nose crinkling her eyes.

Jimin's blood froze in his veins, not that he had been a saint, but those words punctuated how much the childhood of the girl he was holding in his arms had sucked.

He kissed her again, feeling in his mouth the salty, lukewarm taste of her small tears that broke his heart, yes, Park Jimin now felt sorry for a past that did not belong to him, but love did that and more, it changed people and Jimin fit perfectly into that category.

He loved her and would get anything that made her sad out of the way, he slid into the neckline of her blouse, kissing every available flap of skin before he himself pulled off every single button that separated him from that body that drove him crazy. From the first time he had seen her, he knew he would desire her every hour of every day, sometimes it hurt so much it was unbearable.

When he freed her from that restraint he found himself face to face with the young woman's bare breasts, he inhaled wordlessly at the sight, god how much he had missed this, even as Minho's now superficial footprints on that divine temple made him growl.

Then he frowned, "Were you bra-less the whole time with Taehyung around?"

Y/N shrugged her shoulders, "It hurt..." she mumbled embarrassedly, referring to the bruises clearly, the bra pressed painfully against them.

Jimin inhaled softly, again bridging the distance between the two of them with yet another kiss of the evening, lulling her gently with his breath, his hand slipped over a rosy little button, teasing its tip, which rose turgidly under Jimin's expert touch, which descended to gently lick the areola before gently biting the tip of the sensitive nipple.

Y/N in response pushed her chest into Jimin's mouth, sighing in sweet waves of desire.

The man pulled away only long enough to effortlessly pick her up and carry her to the sofa in the living room, Y/N held back a surprised sob, and she watched the man's playful smile.

"Will we do it here?" she asked curiously, Jimin chuckled.

"We'll do it everywhere, sweetheart," he sighed, attaching himself to the girl's neck with his mouth, sucking and kissing her soft neck to leave his personal mark; he wanted to remove Minho's presence everywhere from her, "And I'll make you feel sensations you never had a chance to experience."

"Mh..." she squeezed her eyes shut under the weight of Jimin descending lower and lower, marking a glowing trail of wet kisses and bites all along her belly, with his hand he passed the barrier of her panties and barely grazing her pubis he sank his hand into her intimacy, gathering between his fingers a large amount of transparent essence that had already left her throbbing slit. It was the first time he had felt her so soaked for him; it felt like a dream.

"Fuck," he cursed excitedly, quickly slipping off his pants with his free hand, giving his big, hard cock some relief.

He went back to sucking one of her turgid nipples as his fingers began to play between her folds, Y/N moved her hips willingly against his hand, in her mind the only thing present was the idea of Jimin taking her on that couch.

"How do you feel?" he asked blowing hot air on one nipple, Y/N's clit twitched seeking attention.

"It feels good... so good," she whimpered, her thighs trembling, "And I want to feel you inside me, Jimin."

The latter smiled, amazed at the woman's stance, before a more wicked grin furrowed his cheeks.

He leaned closer to the girl's ear before murmuring, "And I'm going to come inside you with my cock and my fingers, soon my cock will be the only thing you'll feel between now and tomorrow, baby doll," he ignored the girl's faster breathing and continued licking her earlobe between his lips, "But first I want you to feel what my tongue can do, I'm going to lick your pussy so well that you'll cry for it," he took off his shirt as well, showing off his well-delineated and strong abs, a deep V went down to below the layer of his boxers that he hastened to carelessly throw on the floor, the sight of his swollen cock already moist with precum made her swallow without any more saliva.

She simply spread her legs for Jimin, but the position reminded her of the one they had forced her into and she stiffened.

"Jimin..." she closed her legs again shaking her head, Jimin immediately reached for her.

"Hey, hey...what's going on, baby?"

"I can't do it like this, I'm sorry" she still couldn't get over her trauma, she was about to have a panic attack and didn't want to disappoint Jimin, but the boy hugged her again.

"There are many ways to do it," he chuckled lightly trying to make her calm down, "Don't feel wrong, you're not."

"R-Really?" she looked at him curiously, wanting to have sex with him, but other than missionary and doggy style she had not tried anything else, ever.

The man nodded, "Give me some space, love."

She did as she was told and saw Jimin lie down in her place, she stood looking at him confused.

"What should I do now?" she asked innocently, Jimin gave her a smug look.

"Sit on my face."

The woman widened her eyes, what was she to do?

"I ... are you serious?"

"Trust me, we'll both like it," he replied biting his full lips, making Y/N's legs tighten.

She sighed slightly and listened to the boy, with some difficulty due to her inexperience she found herself with Jimin's face at the height of her soggy core, she found it incredibly awkward, but that feeling of imprisonment was gone.

From his side Jimin gazed in ecstasy at her wet intimacy, licking his lips he opened her folds with a gentle thrust of his fingers, before leaving a long, slow streak of saliva with his tongue, until he stopped at her swollen and needy clitoris, Y/N widened her eyes and collapsed onto the man who did not complain.

With her nose pressed against the young woman's pubis, she sucked conspicuously on that sweet trembling pearl, Y/N cried out in shock at those strange sensations she had never experienced before, Jimin's soft tongue enveloped her softly, but the pleasure was intense, it was all so terribly beautiful and hard at the same time that she began to shake her hips trying to escape from the continuous strokes of Jimin's fast tongue. The boy seemed to love eating her.

"Fuck, oh... oh! Jimin!" she shrieked breathlessly, the man held her thighs tightly preventing her from escaping, sinking his tongue into her hot and wet entrance, Jimin's eyes rolled back at that sweet taste, he could drink Y/N's essence all his life, she would never be enough for him, his cock trembled releasing thick whitish liquid, he could have easily come that way, his balls throbbing painfully with every moan or scream the girl let out without any more reins.

"Please, please stop!" she cried as she felt something coming, something powerful and devastating.

With the tip of his tongue Jimin again played with the shiny, quivering clitoris, finishing with a light bite that made the young woman stiffen, locking her in the grip of a powerful and strong orgasm, breathtaking in places, her first fucking orgasm.

She began to tremble and weep, no longer even able to bear the gentle caresses of the man adoringly wiping away all her pleasure that had soiled the inside of her thighs down to Jimin's chin.

She rolled to the side clutching her legs and wincing again, Jimin lying on his side wrapped his arms around her, kissing her neck and shoulders, gently brushed one thigh and invited her to raise one leg, "That's it, baby girl... let me feel how good I did," he chuckled as he aligned himself with her entrance, lightly pushed the massive tip of his cock already lubricated with his own cum against her ultra-sensitive slit, Y/N gasped slightly with blurred vision, but let him.

Jimin pushed himself into the sublime depths of her pussy with a delighted sigh, tried to be gentle and delicate, but her almost impossible to groove intimacy soon made him lose his mind, the girl's previous orgasm had made her walls more perceptive and consequently also tighter, each thrust was an immense rush of pleasure and stun for the boy, who pounded hard until his swollen balls popped against the girl's sweaty skin, who opened her mouth wide, feeling a stunning mix of enjoyment with a hint of pain that made her lose her mind, pressed her mouth against the back of the couch to keep from screaming, Jimin gasped against her ear.

It was different from all the other times, she was experiencing pleasure, those thrusts were delicious, not painful, Y/N was simply happy.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! You hold me so tight, my love," he sang lost in his daze, his swollen shaft began to quiver and tremble over and over again, he was coming, "Aaahh... Oh, my-! Fuck, Y/N!" he growled her name like a prayer, quickly sank his cock deeper, touching her cervix again and again, causing the woman to tremble wordlessly as she reached for the man's hand to clasp it between hers.

"I'm coming!" he exclaimed without now a breath, the girl nodded.

"Me too, oh God, me too," she replied without any more concern for her moans, Jimin smiled proudly and taking the young woman's chin in his hands he forced her to look at him.

"Open your mouth" he grunted with dark eyes, Y/N obeyed already knowing what was about to happen and accepting it with pleasure, Jimin spit into her oral cavity and before giving her time to swallow he kissed her, mixing their flavors and tongues, that was enough to make the young man's cock throb, whose pleasure exploded in violent spurts of white liquid in the girl's lap, over and over again he pumped himself into her, who came in an orgasm more intense than the previous one, she could not even find the strength to scream, she just stood there taking the man's seed in spasms.

Jimin waited for her to calm down before leaving her with his now soft and satisfied cock, he lay down beside her more comfortably and kissed her many times, wiping her face of tears with his lips and and gifting her affectionate gestures that even he did not know he was capable of.

He was fucking in love with her.

"I have a surprise for you," he murmured in her ear.

Y/N turned to him with a joyful smile, it had been two weeks since that intense and wonderful evening, Jimin had woken her up the next morning with a series of sweet kisses and breakfast in bed, he was so different from the man who had kidnapped her and that helped her fall in love with the boy even more.

"Really?" she asked trying not to appear too excited, Jimin nodded softly.

"Close your eyes," he said, but the girl looked at him suspiciously.

"Is this perhaps another one of your wild sessions that see your mouth eating me, Park Jimin?" she said with a raised eyebrow, Jimin at first had spent so much time telling her that he would never give her pleasure with his mouth, she still could not believe how much the boy liked to use his tongue to fuck her over and over again, he seemed almost obsessed. She obviously did not complain.

Jimin grinned slyly, "That one later, love," he chuckled, confirming the girl's thoughts, but Y/N stopped at that affectionate nickname, he always called her "love".

She smiled with a warmed heart once again and closed her eyes, when Jimin was satisfied he moved on to the next step.

"Now open your hands."

Y/N puffed slightly, but listened to him once more, something very light and rectangular was placed on her palms.

"Open your eyes."

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in front of an emerald-colored letter. It was beautiful, little gold leaves were drawn around the edge, intertwining, but still she did not understand what the boy was getting at.

"You wrote me a letter?" she laughed softly, but Jimin shook his head.

"Open it..." he said simply, and there Y/N could see all his nervousness.

She looked at it again, opening it slowly and pulling out a parchment-colored wrapper, she unwrapped it too and her breath caught.

She brought a hand to her mouth and sobs immediately escaped her control, Jimin held her by the shoulders to prevent her from falling.

In her hands were two photographs, the first depicted her sister smiling in the arms of a man with western features, it had been taken at a park well lit by green trees and sunlight, she looked so happy and healthy.

In the second she always had a big smile on her face, but in her arms she held a small bundle that she looked at with eyes full of love.

"She's alive," she sobbed against the chest of Jimin, who nodded relieved to have seen no negative reaction.

"Yes, she ... was bought by a wealthy american, he wanted to give her to his son as a birthday present, but he didn't expect that his son would fall in love with her and decide to marry her, she is fine and lacks absolutely nothing, Y/N."

Y/N lifted his flushed gaze into that of the boy, "Thank you, Jimin.... I know you shouldn't have investigated a client, but you did and I thank you," she hugged him as if he was her only pillar of support, which he really was.

But the boy did not look happy, shortly afterwards he sighed.

"There is also another thing in truth."

Y/N broke away slightly.

"I know everything, I know why you ran away from your family, I know why you changed your name, everything."

The woman froze.

She began to shake her head, trying to pull away, but Jimin held her back, "How did you… no, why?" she was lost, why would Jimin do such a thing? She wanted to forget her past!

"How long have you known?"

"Since you disappeared, the last words you said to me… I had to understand, Y/N."

"No! You shouldn't have done-"

"Your uncle met the end he deserved to meet," he said suddenly.

The implication was there, heavy in both their minds.

They looked at each other a few moments, then Jimin hugged her out of the blue.

"I love you, I love you, I love you," he began to repeat like a mantra with his lips pressed to her temple, "He won't hurt you anymore, baby," he whispered, Y/N snuggled softly against him.

"Never again?" she made in a tiny little voice, as if the child self was asking for reassurance from the man who had become the center of her world.

"Y/N, I haven't changed," he said, the steel in his eyes confirmed to the girl what she had suspected. Jimin had not changed, he loved her and treated her well, but the killer behind those half-moon eyes that smiled at her was always there, ready to snap at Kim Seokjin's every command, and to tell the truth that realization calmed her, "I made him pay for every single disgusting thing he did to you and I made sure he will never do anything like that to anyone else ever again," he concluded, returning his mind to the moment of capture.

It had not been easy to track him down, it had turned out that he was a loan shark under the command of another Korean Mafia family, that was what got him a lot of money unlike his brother and sister-in-law.

"He played us, he said he was going to help our family," she trembled with her eyes glazed over and grainy, looking at Jimin with sadness and sorrow, "Instead it was just an excuse to..." a gasp of vomit blocked the words in her throat, Jimin brushed a light kiss against her forehead.

"That bastard got the punishment he deserved, now you're with me, that's what's important, okay?" Y/N nodded quickly, seeking comfort in his arms. Little Y/N cried bitterly in the mind of the now adult girl, seeing her mother giving in under her father's pressure, the man feared losing her brother's favor and ending up on the street.

"Do you really love me?"

"More than my own life," Jimin replied immediately, Y/N licked her lips.

"Good, because I love you too, Jimin," she whispered dimly, but the boy heard her anyway, smiling relieved he still cradled her with his chin resting on her head.

"I'll take care of you, I won't let you lack anything," he promised, Y/N closed her eyes letting him carry her to bed like a cute little doll.

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THE OTHER WOMAN -

[ ot7 x reader ]

tan 😰

8 participants - 8 online

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tae: why did the the whole world get to see where yoongi’s tattoo was before me

jk: rumour has it that he doesn’t like you

yoongi: i do not like you

tae: it’s not good to believe all rumours jungkook

jk: ur right sorry

yoongi: i said i do not like you

tae: who are you taking to???

yoongi: nvm bye

y/n: how did you not know where the tattoo was??

tae: he didn’t tell me?

yoongi: you never asked

tae: i shouldn’t have to ask

yoongi: shut the fuck up

jimin: omg???

hobi: by newjeans?

y/n: anyways i need advice

hobi: by taemin?

jimin: WHERE?????????????????

y/n: but i need you all not to be weird about it

tae: daddy is here 4 u

namjoon: tae wtf

jin: clearly that’s asking a lot

jk: i’m a great advice giver

yoongi: you have never given advice in ur life

jimin: why would we be weird about it?

y/n: i’m going on a date

jk: WHAT

yoongi: oh?

jin: finally

jimin: congrats

tae: no ur not wtf

hobi: okayyyyyy

namjoon: nice!

jimin: stop talking like that

namjoon: who?

jimin: NiCe 🤓👍🏻

hobi: aju nice?

namjoon: i don’t see the issue

jimin: never say that shit again

jk: IS THIS SOME SORT OF SICK JOKE

tae: i rebuke this devil

hobi: devil by the window by txt

jin: IT’S WITH MINGYU ISN’T IT OH MY GOD IM SO SMART THATS WHY HES BEEN AROUND SO MUCH OH MY GOD

jimin: that’s crazy jungkook isn’t he ur bff

jk: SHE NEVER SAID IT WAS WITH HIM DONT BELIEVE EVERYTHING YOU READ

tae: guys it’s time i fess up

it’s me

y/n: never lie like that again

tae: don’t tell me it’s actually that rat

y/n: rat???

jimin: it’s so him omg

hobi: aju nice fr wow

jk: SAY THIS IS A JOKE OH MG GOD PLS PLS LLS PLS PLS

y/n: it’s a joke

jk: see lol knew it lol that was so funny my goddddd loll WOW LOL UR SO FUNNY OHBMY GODDD😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

tae: mingyu kills people he’s a real bad guy trust me

y/n: maybe i’m into that

jin: omg she’s a freak guys

that’s kinda hot

hmu when ur done with him lol

yoongi: get a grip

jk: I NEED A CIGARETTE

jimin: ew

hobi: smoking kills!!!

namjoon: what did you need advice about anyways?

jk: MY ADVICE IS DONT GO

y/n: doesn’t matter

i realised that asking you guys for advice is the worst idea i’ve ever had

tae: i say you take all his money then shoot him

jimin: tae are you still broke be honest

tae: shut the fuck up???

jimin: get ur money the fuck up???

namjoon: enough

hobi: that was so elsa of you joon

enough anna I SAID ENOUGH🫸🏻❄️👩🏼‍🦰➡️🥶

yoongi: what

hobi: i think i’m depressed

y/n: i’ll kiss it better

tae: WHORE??????

HELLOOOOOO

SOMEONE TELL MINGYU THE DATE IS CANCELLED

CUT THE CAMERAS BLOCK HIS NUMBER SHOOT HIM UP

jin: ur severely troubled

jk: tbis is what heart break feljsl like….

jimin: he’s drunk already???

jk: the other womajn 💔

hobi: mingyu is a man

jk: *tjhw otjker maynne 💔

jimin: jungkook is bilingual since when??

hobi: what language was that?

y/n: jungkook are you crying???

jk: njever?????

yoongi: ur gross

tae: real men cry

and then shoot up other men called mingyu

right jungkook???

jk: iwnag to killl nyself

y/n: i won’t go

yoongi: wtf no?

y/n: you want me to go??

yoongi: that’s not what i said

jin: he’s upset that ur gonna cancel on mingyu for jungkook and not him

wow i’m just on a roll today

tae: what about me

hobi: what about you???

tae: if you want to fight just say that

i’m ready

hobi: i want you gone

tae: in what context?

hobi: life????

jimin: AWOMANNNNNNN

namjoon: guys if we were actually nice to each other everyone could actually be happy in life

tae: i wish nothing but the worst for you

hobi: that would upset adele

jimin: who????

hobi: i wish nothing but the best for youuuuuuuuuuuuuu

jimin: ???

hobi: kys

jimin: wtf

hobi: sorry the voices take over sometimes

y/n: taes schizophrenia takes another victim yet again

tae: my what?

y/n: i’m a born singer 💜💜💜

yoongi: are you really not going because of jungkook??

y/n: oh

ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm

jk: ple😰😭😕😢

jimin: i say go

fuck yoongi fuck jungkook and definitely fuck tae!

tae: i would NEVER sleep with you

jimin: ur actually the dumbest person i’ve met

yoongi: she’s done that already

tae: ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

jk: NONONONONINONONONONONONI

hobi: sighs when will we see peace in the gc?

y/n: you did not just type “sighs”

hobi: sighs again i did and ur gonna deal with it

y/n: you make me heave

hobi: sighs for the last time boys heave when they talk to you

i’m heaving!

jin: tf is wrong with hoseok today??

hobi: the voices

yoongi: are you avoiding my question

tae: no?

yoongi: i am not taking to you

tae: ok make that clear next time wtf

yoongi: why would i ever need to talk to you???

tae: i think yoongi’s on his period guys

namjoon: you are actually asking to get beat up tae

and i am not helping you this time

tae: literally came out the womb swinging try me bitch

jk: i’m sjookso sad i can’t take thjids sigk lifeanymore

jimin: me when i’m illiterate and ugly

jk: i’m not ugly

jimin: so now you can spell?

jin: you must be ugly cuz how tf the girl you been chasing ur whole life going on a date with your best friend she’s known for like a few months 💀💀

y/n: i’ve known mingyu for way more than a few months what the hell

jk: OH MY GEJDOEENEJEJJEJE

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namjoon: he’ll get over it

jk: KILL MESHSJJSJSJSJSJSDJJSJEJEJEJDJJDJDJDJCNNDNDNDNDNDNDNDNDN/£:£:££:!:!;£;!;£:£;£;!;!;!;£;!;£;£,!,’xnznn-&2&2873&:&:&2&:&&2&:&&:/&£2&2&2&/&/£:£:£:!.!!,!!,!,!!!!!!!!!najsjsjsjsjjsjdjdjdjjdjjj&&.£££.£:!!.’dnsndjsjsjdidjdisiwjsjsjsjakxkxkjjdjdjdjjxjdjxj

namjoon: i hope

hobi: jhope?

jin: this is real sad i’m just saying

tae: tell me about it

ik ur going out with mingyu out of pity but you can’t give a guy false hope like

that yk?

jin: why in ur right mind would you ever think i’m agreeing with YOU?

tae: excuse me??

be on the right side of history jin

jimin: you should of died at birth or something

tae: i told you i came out swinging there is no way death could of taken me

i’m above it

y/n: ur above death?

tae: yeah why???

u think it’s hot?

jk: weLL IM NOT ABOVE IT AT ALL AND IM ABOUT TO KMS

jimin: thank god

yoongi: get a fucking grip

tae: yoongi square up

yoongi: fuck off

tae: you all witnessed it yoongi backed down

he shook in fear as the mighty kim taehyung raised his fist in rage

hobi: i feel empty

y/n: hobi are you ok?

hobi: are we about to kiss rn?

tae: TELL MINGYU AGAIN

GET THE SS

THIS ISNT ON

sHES A SLUTTTT

namjoon: tae shut up

like actually

tae: :(

jk: NAMJOON TELL HER

jimin: here we go

namjoon: ???

jk: PUT UR FOOT DOWN AS LEADER

SHE CANT GO TELL HER

NO DATING UNTIL SHES 30

namjoon: she’s a grown woman she can do what she wants

hobi: namjoon feminist president

jin: real

jk: UR NO LONGER COOL

AND U SHOULD OF NEVRF BEEN OUR LEADER

YOU LACK LEADERSHIP SKILLS

AND UR BALD NOW

FOR SOME REASON

U NASTY BALD MAN

I HATE YOU I HATE YOUUUUUUUUSHHSJDNX

y/n: i felt bad

but now i no longer do

i’m going

jimin: feminism on the riseeeee

kill all men!!!

hobi: ur a man?

jin: barely

jimin: do not fucking start with me you old hag

jin: OLD HAG???

jimin: YEAH GLAD YOU CAN READ

namjoon: sighs

hobi: it really frees ur emotions doesn’t it joon?

namjoon: yeah

sighs

jin: DONT BE MAD CUZ UR SCRAPING 5’4

jimin: EXCUSE ME???????

tae: i blame mingyu for all of this

yoongi: do you ever shut the fuck up???

tae: i was quite for a whole 5 minutes?

namjoon: sighs

jk: SO UR TELLING ME SHES GOING ON THJS DATE FOR REAL LIKE NO JOKE REAL LIFE??????????

hobi: wish i was super tuna jin rn

y/n: you guys are like bugs no matter how many times i step on you

you don’t die

namjoon: SIGHS

[terabyteturtle]

hey!!! Can I have Jin Kazama x Pregnant wife (who happens to be a model) Reader headcanons. An idea I have is what if they have to keep the pregnancy a secret from Kazuya due to a fear of harm??? Make it fluff with a bit of angst

Jin Kazama x Pregnant Model Wife Headcanons

Once again, I apologize for taking so long! I tried my best to encapsulate everything you put in the request. Hopefully, it's what you wanted!

- It takes him a while to process the fact that you're pregnant. When you first break the news to him, he's just in shock. He experiences so many emotions at once that his mind just stops working. You better have a chair ready because Jin will need to sit down and process everything for a few moments.

- Once it sets in, he becomes angry with himself. He took every precaution to prevent this from happening, and yet somehow, it still did. It's his fault. It has to be. Jin blames himself for burdening you with a child potentially capable of mass destruction, and although he's tried to separate you from his family feud, you're bound to get dragged into it anyway, and it's all because of him.

- The fact that you're a model only makes matters worse. You already get a ton of publicity and exposure on a daily basis, but now that you're pregnant, that'll increase tenfold. With help from Lee and Lars, you and Jin have managed to keep both your relationship AND your marriage a secret so far. However, with a child on the way, it'll be impossible to keep that secret any longer. People will ask questions about the father's identity, and it's only a matter of time before the paparazzi find out the truth.

- Upon realizing this, Jin launches into full-on panic mode. As soon as he's revealed as the father of your child, his face is going to be all over the media. And Kazuya will be the first one to see it. Jin isn't entirely sure what his father would do, but he has his suspicions. He can only imagine the sheer horror of G Corp soldiers busting down your door, hunting you down like hound dogs trying to take you and the kid. If those suspicions are correct, then you'll likely be forced into hiding until the war is over. As long as Kazuya retains his powerful position, there's no telling how much danger you'll be in.

- Additionally, the people closest to him are sure to freak out. Xiaoyu and Hwoarang would panic, and he already knows Lars won't take kindly to it. He's not sure how Lee or Alisa would react, and that uncertainty only makes him more nervous. Jin knows that he should tell his loved ones before they find out through the media, but the mere thought of mentioning it makes his heart skip a beat.

- To top it all off, Jin's main mission is to exterminate his bloodline once and for all. The fact that you are now pregnant is pretty much the opposite of what he wanted.

- His course of action was to take Kazuya's life, then take his own. He was ready to sacrifice himself so that the Devil Gene would no longer exist. As much as he loved the people closest to him, as much as he adored and cherished every moment with you, he knew deep down that the world would be better off without people like him.

- But now, this complicates everything. He doesn't want to take his own life and leave you to raise the kid by yourself. Sure, friends and loved ones might help you out, but at the end of the day, you're going to have a lot of responsibility on your hands. Additionally, Jin knows how it feels to have grown up without a proper father figure, and he'd seen how difficult it was for his mother. He knows how it feels to have lost a parent, and no matter how much time passes, it will always hurt. Does he really want his child to witness those same struggles? To feel the same pain? Does he really want to leave you behind, after everything you've been through?

- Beneath that cold, edgy exterior, there's a soft spot in his heart that truly wants to settle down with you, but he doesn't believe it'll be possible.

- As he tries to solve his dilemma, a million questions race through his mind. Like, what if the kid has the Devil Gene? Will he have to kill his own child? But it's not just his child; it's your child too, and he can't bear to imagine the pain you'd feel if that were to happen.

- But then, what if the kid doesn't have the Devil Gene? What if they turn out to be a normal kid? In that case, he'd care for them and love them until the end.

- But that's when a thought strikes him.

- Why does it matter whether they have the Devil Gene or not? They're still human, after all. They still deserve love and compassion and nurturing. Just because they have the Devil Gene doesn't mean they're inherently evil; they still deserve a chance. Hell, Jin himself has it, and although he's done some terrible things, he's trying his hardest to atone for them.

- Maybe Jin could help teach them how to control it. Not that he really has control over it himself, but that's okay. Maybe they could learn together. Maybe that could be their way to bond.

- That's when he starts to realize how happy this truly makes him. He loves you more than life itself, and the fact that he's going to have a child with you is one of the greatest blessings life can give him. Being a father will come with a lot of responsibility, but Jin is willing to bear it and do the best he can for his kid. He realizes that he is willing to undergo the trials and tribulations that loom ahead, and he will fight to the ends of the Earth to keep you both safe.

- Jin will try and convince you to take a break from modeling and lay low for a while, as any publicity will become more dangerous as time passes on. You think it would be suspicious to just drop off the face of the Earth, which is why you let your agency know beforehand that you're going to be taking a hiatus for personal matters.

- As the baby starts growing and it becomes progressively obvious that you're pregnant, you will be heavily discouraged from going outside at all. For the baby's safety as well as your own, it's best that you refrain from going out in public where the paparazzi are bound to catch you.

- Naturally, Jin becomes very protective over both of you. He starts treating you like a glass vase because he's scared of hurting you somehow. He also gets slightly paranoid around the others and sticks by your side to make sure nothing happens to you.

- He still blames himself a lot for everything that's happening, and he's sorry that you can't just have a normal pregnancy. You have to reassure him that no one's at fault for this, and you're just as willing to fight for the baby as he is. If you have to break away from your normal life to keep them safe, then so be it. It'll all be worth it in the end.

- With a lot of encouragement from you, Jin confides in his friends, starting with Lee, who is happy to help you guys out. As the CEO of a well-known company, he can try to pull some strings and get the press to leave you alone. While it's no guarantee that they'll be gone completely, Lee will try his best to hold them off for a little while. He'll also give you a secret place to stay, stocked with plenty of food and water.

- Lars almost freaks out but manages to keep himself composed. He congratulates both of you and agrees to help you out in whatever way possible. If there's anything you need, be it more food, more water, or just more paper towels, he and Alisa will go out shopping and get it for you.

- Alisa and Xiaoyu are super excited and happy for you. Although the circumstances are not ideal, they still want to make sure that you enjoy yourself and celebrate your pregnancy. In fact, they've already started planning your baby shower.

- Hwoarang also ends up being super supportive. Though he makes himself out to be a tough guy, he has a big soft spot for babies. Rest assured, he will fight tooth and nail to keep this kid safe. Also, Hwoarang has officially proclaimed himself the child's godfather, and there is nothing you or Jin can do about it.

- If Jin's stressed out, you let him lay down and press his ear to your belly. Listening to the baby and being physically close to you has become the most calming feeling in the world to him.

- If Jin doesn't know what to do in certain situations, he'll stop and ask himself what Jun would do. He loves his mother deeply and thinks very highly of her. She was a loving and nurturing woman, so when it comes to taking care of you, he tries his best to emulate that kindness. Jun was a wonderful parent, as well as an excellent role model. When the baby arrives and he officially becomes a parent, Jin deeply hopes he'll turn out to be half as good as she was.

- He will constantly ask you if there's something he can do better. From this point forward, Jin will always be questioning whether or not he's doing the right thing. Your input is valuable to him, and if there's any advice or guidance you have to give, he'd greatly appreciate it.

- At the end of the day, Jin wants to be the best father he can be. Your child's happiness, as well as your own, mean the world to him. No one can take either of you away from him, and Angel have mercy on those who dare try.