#hyuna mafia

[shakingparadigm]

past para would be happy to know that their wish has been granted (we got all the names)

whenever I think of situations or AUs where the alnst characters need to use a last name I just immediately default to their owner's names. I know they don't have their own last names because they're just pets and the segyein don't have last names either because, well, they're aliens and don't follow that kind of thing. So I just settle for clashing shit like Till Urak or Luka Heperu.

[whizzinpast]

Alien Swap (ALNST Role Swap AU)

Sua (swapped with Mizi)

Nigeh has a very specific taste in pet-humans and is known to raise them with proper manners and dress them in most exquisite outfits. Tired of the doting, Sua decided to break out and participate in a singing competition. Nigeh was happy to provide her with all the resources she needed to sing on Alien Stage and loves to brag about their ‘daughter’s’ accomplishments.

Sua meets Mizi in the same way as canon. Unlike canon though, Sua is more open with the children in Anakt Garden. Many admired her and saw her as an older sister, but she paid particular attention to very few. She was very picky about her company (which mostly consisted of Mizi tbh, and Till when he’s not being a territorial jerk)

Loves singing from the bottom of her heart and has a magnetic stage presence.

At first, her dream was to sing in Alien Stage under the stars because it was a great honor (even if she knew what death was really like). Then it was to sing with Mizi under the stars.

She firmly believed that Mizi would win— she never expected her to lose on purpose.

After Mizi’s death, Sua became a living doll. She couldn’t bother expressing herself. It was only until Round 5, when Hyuna mimics Mizi’s singing style, that she snaps. She uses stage props to knock Hyuna over and beat her with her microphone.

She is saved from execution by Luka, and during his version of ‘All-in’ she gets a side cut.

Mizi (swapped with Sua)

Guardian Shine is a segyein too old to bother with bonds. They’ve been very emotionally distant to Mizi, who they adopted because they felt sorry for her. They had, quite literally, left her in the dark for so long Mizi’s eyesight suffered. In spite of Mizi’s constant attempts to reach out and impress her Guardian, with one of those attempts being her application for Alien Stage, she was ultimately sent off to die.

Despite her cheerfulness, Mizi’s self-confidence was very low. She believed she was worth nothing up until she met Sua, and decided to get stronger for her sake. She made her laugh and helped her with physically demanding tasks.

Although she seemed happier with Sua, Mizi easily got skittish around others. Most kids thought she was weird, albeit cute to some extent.

Mizi decided to lose to Sua on purpose. Till found out and harshly criticized her for it. He claimed she should at least give it her all, to which Mizi responded by punching someone for the first time in her life— and frantically apologized for it.

Mizi didn’t know how brutal death could be until she got shot.

Ivan (swapped with Till)

Ivan had always loved the stars. Even when he was violently abused by Guardian Unsha’s lackeys, he loved the stars.

In spite of his circumstances (dragged out of the slums by the galactic mafia, tortured and then forced to entertain terrible segyein) Ivan used his intellect and appearance to his advantage. He became self-sufficient very quickly and crafted a persona to appeal to his segyein overlord.

Due to his experiences, Ivan appeared very cold and stoic as a kid. He dismissed anybody that approached him because he didn’t how to react. It was easier to scare people away than risk backlash. But, otherwise, he could be a polite and chatty kid if you know what topics to approach him with.

One of his most prized possessions is a lighter that he stole from Unsha. He keeps flicking it when he’s nervous.

Sua was his idol, his inspiration, and his rare comfort was listening to her sing. He thought she was the human equivalent of a star. Unfortunately, he never got to properly talk to her because she always misunderstood what he said.

Both him and Mizi were too awkward to talk to each other.

At some point, Ivan tried to escape on his own, but was quickly found by Till, who bullied his way into joining him. They almost escaped until Ivan realized they wouldn’t survive out in the wilderness on their own.

Till remained in his periphery because Ivan automatically blanked out when he was mistreated. The only way for Till to get his attention was to pinch him or punch him. Ivan was too resistant to verbal provokations.

Ivan stole enough materials off of rich segyein to design and sew his own outfit for Round 2. He won because his stage presence was so intense it terrified his opponent into silence halfway through the song.

Till (swapped with Ivan)

Urak bought a problematic pet-human on discount and struck a deal with him: in return for success, the child will get whatever he wants. They started with food. Then sweets. Then heavy equipment. Then guitars. Till continued to provide Urak with his musical prowess and earned everything he could dream of.

Spoiled rotten thanks to his wild success as a musical protege, Till became a force to be reckoned with at Anakt Garden. He was openly arrogant and didn’t bother with kids or tasks that he deemed unnecessary. Though, somehow, he still managed to attract admirers who thought his confidence and talent was impressive.

Out of all the kids, Ivan had the misfortune (or fortune, in Till’s eyes) to be graced with his attention. This is because Till thought of Ivan as his rival, which is, honestly, just a synonym for him getting a massive crush on him. He is stupidly into him. He thinks his ‘raw intellect’ makes him a diamond in the rough. But because he doesn’t know how to get Ivan to look at him in any other way, he gets his attention by treating him like a punching bag. (Worse than Canon!Ivan, who verbally provokes Till into fights.)

He was intensely jealous of Sua because she got so much of Ivan’s focus. However, it didn’t stop him from respecting her. She was one of the rare people that had enough talent and skill to get him. The same could not be said for Mizi.

As a celebrity, he has asshole charisma and he knows it.

In Round 6, Till does something similar to what Sua did in Round 5: he uses the microphone as a weapon and hits Ivan in the legs until he drops to the ground. He simultaneously punched Ivan three times and kissed him until he was shot and bled out.

Hyuna (swapped with Luka)

Phan, Hyuna’s Guardian, was abusive for no specific reason. They cut off her leg when she was a kid simply because they were curious. But seeing that she wouldn’t be of use to them with one leg, they provided her with a prosthetic.

Imagine a movie star persona — big smiles, big personality, black, bedazzled suits and cool shades. That’s Hyuna, except she’s dressed to impress. Looks very cool and effortless, but shows off a more cold and ruthless side to her during matches.

Hyuna had an unhealthy fixation with Luka and considered herself his ‘protector’ or ‘knight.’ Her and Hyunwoo had a more…dicey sibling relationship. They fought a lot (more like Hyuna was picking fights under the guise of being ‘the good guy’) and eventually she would beat Hyunwoo to death so there would be no one between them. Think like…the black knight in shining armor.

Luka (swapped with Hyuna)

If there is a tale of a princess escaping her tower, it would pretty much sum up Luka’s life. As a kid, Luka was extremely shy and rarely played with other kids due to his health issues (his slightly aloof attitude didn’t help either though). This changed when Hyuna and Hyunwoo invite him to play, and he became attached to Hyuna, who always protected him from bullies (and Hyunwoo, allegedly).

Despite his know-it-all attitude, Luka was genuinely ambitious and eagerly awaited auditions for Alien Stage. He was very confident in his talent and, despite the abuse at the hands of his Guardian and his declining health, strongly believed that he would win.

It all came crashing down when Hyuna reveals her true colors. She was a warden more than a guardian— keeping Luka isolated by intimidating anyone who comes near, with Hyunwoo being a slight exception. However, she kills Hyunwoo the following day with her bare hands while Luka was experiencing cardiac arrest. (Her excuse was that Hyunwoo caused it by messing with Luka.)

Luka escapes his enclosure and survives with a group of human rebels.

As a leader of the human resistance, Luka is a tactical mastermind that moves troops around like chess pieces. However, he can only do it from the safety of his home base. The few times he goes out, he’s heavily guarded by Isaac and Dewey.

A/N: The brainrot is hard at work. This is just me laying the groundwork. May or may not doodle designs if I have the time.

[lalune9x]

SCTIR Translation - Chapter 472: Letter (3)

The central table was also decorated with flowers. A five-tiered tray was piled with various desserts. The elegant tea set was adorned with flowering vines that spilled over and cascaded down to the floor. Beyond all that stood Sung Hyunje.

Chapter translation under the cut.

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Chapter 472: Letter (3)

'This is close to what I expected.'

It seemed to be a banquet hall or something of the sort. The overall lighting was dim, with only the center brightly illuminated. Round tables and chairs had been pushed to the edges, leaving just one table in the middle.

The air was perfumed with the scent of flowers and grass. Not only were the tables decorated with fresh flowers, but every corner of the room was adorned with them. I wondered how much all those flowers must have cost.

'Looking at this, it seems he really does like flowers.'

Director Song once mentioned that over the years, he'd received enough flowers from Sung Hyunje to fill several trucks. He also had an indoor garden at his house. Though on the other hand, Yoohyun and Hyuna-ssi had apparently never received any flowers from him. Soyoung had said she'd gotten one or two occasionally, though she'd grimaced while commenting that they felt more like a warning, the way the mafia sends messages.

The central table was also decorated with flowers. A five-tiered tray was piled with various desserts. The elegant tea set was adorned with flowering vines that spilled over and cascaded down to the floor.

Beyond all that stood Sung Hyunje. I'd often wondered before why he went to such lengths for this kind of thing. Though in fairness, he probably just gave orders while his subordinates did all the hard work.

'They must be well-paid.'

Probably something like 100,000 won an hour. Honestly, I was also kind of tempted. Imagine earning a month's salary for a single day's work. And even though those tasks could be done by a regular person, given that an S-rank hunter was involved, they probably got hazard pay too.

As I crossed the plush carpet, I couldn’t resist asking. "How much did you pay for all this labor?"

"…Hmm. I’m not sure."

"But you must have had a budget."

"It's pocket money. I don't set a budget for light hobbies. Surely Han Yoojin-gun is the same."

"No, not really. I even recorded things like the cup of tteokbokki I bought on the street in my expense journal. I set limits for how much I can spend on snacks each month."

I had been the same even after becoming an adult. Even when I bought a cup of coffee on a cold day, I'd think about how much money I had left to spend that month. Now, though, my assets were so vast that keeping track had become difficult, but I never spent money carelessly on personal hobbies. I always checked roughly how much something might cost and how much I'd already spent.

"Well, Sung Hyunje-ssi, I suppose if you went bankrupt, you'd bounce back quickly."

Even if all the Awakened and dungeons disappeared tomorrow. Maybe he could go into show business. These days, high-rank hunters were considered the new nobility, but before that, celebrities had held that status. He was Korean by nationality, but I bet if you dropped him in Hollywood, he'd fit right in, as if he'd been a child actor there who'd been successful since a young age.

It was late autumn, almost winter, but the table that I stood resolutely in front of smelled like spring.

"I was too agitated yesterday," I said, meeting his golden eyes squarely. "Because I like you, Sung Hyunje-ssi. That's why I got so angry, disappointed, and frustrated."

If I hadn't been fond of him, I would've just thought, 'Oh well, this is a hassle,' and left it at that. If I had never stepped inside the marked boundary, I wouldn't have felt suddenly pushed out. If a close friend said out of the blue, 'I'm moving away today,' of course, I'd be confused. I'd be hurt they didn't tell me sooner, and I'd worry about why. But if it were just a stranger from the neighborhood moving, I'd just think, 'Ah, those people are moving,' and end it there.

"I also like you very much, Han Yoojin-gun," Sung Hyunje said as he lifted the teapot.

"If you're sincere, then you could show me the letter. And you could also tell me exactly what you're planning."

He poured the tea into a cup.

"You said you received a proposal, but you didn't tell me any of the details."

Given that the people involved were those who had dragged me to China, I was naturally sensitive about it, but maybe the proposal was something trivial. It could just be a dinner invitation. Maybe Park Hayul's noonim even had a thing for Sung Hyunje. He did seem to be popular with older women. If you thought about it, even the Crescent Moon was older than him.

"This letter, you mean?"

Sung Hyunje put down the teapot and took out the letter. I immediately held out my hand, but of course, he didn't give it to me.

"There are restrictions, naturally," he said.

"A contract, huh? Well, there's no way someone would deliver such an important letter without any precautions. It's probably something like 'don't show or share the contents with others,' right? Come here."

It was just a contract. Surely it couldn't be SSS-rank or higher. I opened my arms as if to hug him, but he just placed the letter down on the table.

"If the contract is broken, Chloe will leave too."

Ah… Of course. Even if they locked down the airports, an S-rank hunter could easily cross borders. She could swim to China or Japan if she had to.

"Then will you help us catch Hunter Chloe?"

"What should I do?" Sung Hyunje said, the corners of his lips curling in a mischievous way. "The contract terms aren't that straightforward. Naturally, there are exception clauses."

He tapped the table lightly with his index finger, right next to the letter.

"I don't have the loyalty to be willing to risk my life," he continued. "If I can't protect the letter with my own abilities, and it gets taken from me, it won't count as breaking the contract."

"Hey, Sung Hyunje. If you don't want to die, hand over that letter."

Obviously, he didn't give it to me. That so-called exception clause was basically meaningless. How was I supposed to take the letter from him? Maybe I should butter him up and take him to meet the Elder.

"If you have time, would you like to go on a date with me? I know a nice dungeon nearby," I said. I'll treat you well.

"As much as it's a shame to turn down a rare date invitation from you, we haven't even visited the aquarium yet, so I'll have to decline."

"I think we could make do at your house for that."

Sung Hyunje put on a disappointed face, as if he was going to cry. He really could make it big in Hollywood. Just look at that detestable expression.

"Ah fine, let's go to the aquarium," I said. "How about we take everyone along?"

"If even one S-rank hunter accompanies us, taking the letter out of my inventory could result in a breach of contract."

"…That's annoying. So you can only bring out the letter when you don't feel threatened?"

"That's right. Right now, I can even place it on the table with no problem because Sung-Han Gyeol didn't come along."

"It's Han Gyeol. Maybe it'd just be easier to check the letter after we've caught Hunter Chloe."

How could I possibly take the letter from him by myself? Even if he took a few steps back after putting it down, I wouldn't even be able to touch the table before he restrained me.

"She might not come in person to get the reply," he commented.

"Then could you just... Ah, that would be a waste."

If Sung Hyunje stayed on our side, it would be better to keep the contract intact, regardless of whether Chloe came in person or not. We could dig up more information that way. So, the best course of action would be to check the letter's contents without breaking the contract.

'...But there's really no way, is there?'

F-rank stats, no attack skills, and even though I had various gear, my opponent was a disgustingly strong natural born S-rank with combat foresight. There was no way I could take anything from Sung Hyunje with my abilities. That was why he was so relaxed, knowing the contract would remain intact.

I had to take the letter in a situation where Sung Hyunje was absolutely certain he wouldn't lose it. It was like being told to go through a closed door without opening it, breaking it down, or using teleportation.

His golden eyes curved in a relaxed smile.

"Shall I add a condition that if you successfully take the letter, I'll obediently cooperate?" he offered.

Was he making fun of me now—wait a minute.

"You're annoyingly confident," I said.

I frowned deeply and tensed my legs. I glanced to the side, pretending not to look at the letter, and—

Crash!

I lunged towards the table. The letter that had seemed to be within reach vanished in an instant, and the table tilted sharply. The flowers and dessert tray came crashing down to the floor alongside me. I ended up sprawled on the carpet, covered with the tablecloth and flower vines. My thigh, which had hit the table hard from my forceful lunge, was throbbing.

"That wasn't a very commendable attempt," he chided.

I raised my head from the pile of flowers. Golden chains that had appeared out of nowhere were holding up the teapot and teacups. Not a single drop of tea had spilled. Forks and knives jingled as they dangled in midair.

"Well, I thought I'd at least give it a try," I muttered, sitting up among the heap of flowers.

Sung Hyunje lightly flicked the fallen table up with the tip of his foot. As if pulled by invisible strings, it righted itself neatly. The teapot and teacups settled smoothly back on top.

"As you can see, there's no way I can take the letter from you by force," I said. "So how about a wager? Judging by the conditions, it seems it might work."

"If there's even the slightest chance I could lose, then it's impossible."

"We'll make it something where you have no chance of losing. If I win, you hand over the letter, completely intact, with the contents readable. If I lose, I'll do one thing you want, Sung Hyunje-ssi, whatever it is. But it has to be something related only to me—nothing like handing over the Rearing Facility, or asking Myungwoo to make you a weapon, or forcing Han Gyeol to change his family name."

If Sung Hyunje lost a bet that he was absolutely certain he wouldn't lose, it would be like losing the letter by a force of nature. That level of loophole should work, and was probably why he was taking out the letter and putting it down in front of me.

"That's quite tempting."

"You can ask me to side with you, if you want. Or you could even take me with you when you leave Korea."

At my words, Sung Hyunje's eyes narrowed momentarily. Did he interpret it as me asking to be taken along if he was going to join Park Hayul's side or wherever else?

"The condition will be one I want, not one Han Yoojin-gun wants."

"In any case—what do you say?"

"And the wager is?"

"Hmm, let's play tag. It won't be for long—let's say just ten minutes. I absolutely won't go through the door, or break the walls, ceiling, or floor."

"You have teleportation items, don't you?"

"With the points I have left, I can't afford any. And teleportation can't pass through barriers. Besides, it's only ten minutes—do you really think you couldn't catch me if I jumped outside? If I receive help from anyone else, I'll automatically lose. That includes monsters."

Sung Hyunje tilted his head slightly. He knew that, on my own, I couldn't possibly escape him for ten minutes.

"Since I'm at such a disadvantage, how about you give me three tries instead of one? What do you think?" I suggested.

"I could still win even if it were just five minutes, however…" He looked at me carefully. Of course, he'd be suspicious. "You said you spent almost all your points in the Nightmare Dungeon, didn't you?"

"Before that, I blew through them buying Yoohyun a sword. I can't afford anything like an SSS-rank item, even if they're one-time use."

"You had been serious about trying to kill Director Song Taewon, too," he said thoughtfully. He seemed to be recalling the items I had used back then. The most useful one I had left was probably the Mini Mini Cookie.

"And the dungeon rewards this time wouldn't be for yourself either," he said.

"You're unnecessarily well-informed."

Sung Hyunje took out a pocket watch from his inventory and placed it on the table. A contract appeared beside it.

"If I happen to win, you can't break the contract or withhold the letter," I added.

"I don't have the loyalty to suffer a penalty. If it's taken away because my abilities fell short, I'll accept it gracefully."

Just in case, if I won, I would deactivate my Curse Resistance immediately. We each signed the contract. Right after that—

Clink! 

"Ugh, wait a moment!"

In an instant, chains wrapped around my body. I was lifted lightly into the air, flower petals falling in a flurry.

"That's try one."

"Shouldn't you give me time to equip my gear?!"

"I'll give you three minutes. And of course, I won't deduct it from your time."

How generous. Just before the chains released me, I used an item. The King of the Mist Sea's 71st Drawer. My surroundings immediately shifted. I could see the bright blue sky, and beneath my feet—

"What—!"

Splash!

The sound of displaced water echoed loudly. Damn it, was it because she was a jellyfish? Why was there water here?! I had Grace activated, of course, but that didn't prevent me from swallowing a mouthful of water. At least it wasn't salty.

"Damn it—ugh—stupid Jellyfish!"

— Tweet! Tweet!

Wasn't it called a 'drawer'! Even Grace seemed startled and popped out. I floundered in the water, trying to swim, but even staying afloat was a challenge. Quickly, I pulled out a wire and threw it toward a tree that I'd caught sight of. The wire wrapped around the tree, and I used it pull myself and crawl onto land.

"Cough—that was close…"

I could just leave this place immediately, but then I'd lose. So, soaking wet, I collapsed onto the grass looking like a drowned rat. Both my shoes were gone... they had been expensive.

"No, but this… Can't I specify where I land?"

Appearing above water might not matter for the Jellyfish, but it did for me. With Grace, I'd honestly prefer a fire pit. Then again, I guess being in a fire pit could still be dangerous if I ran out of oxygen. But seriously, what kind of drawer was this…

"This drawer…"

— Tweet!

As I stood up, a building that looked like a villa came into view. It was a three-story mansion painted in bright colors that reminded me of a resort in the Mediterranean or some kind of vacation spot. It was on a small island surrounded by water, but the lake wasn't very large. The horizon curved like a dome enclosing the area in all directions. It felt like being trapped inside a snow globe.

"...Is this supposed to be small compared to Myungwoo's smithy?"

They had said it was just a simple storage room? And that it wasn't spacious?

"Grace, you'd better head back inside. It might be dangerous."

I couldn't be sure what might pop up. To kill 10 minutes, it would be better to stay put and not wander around unnecessarily.

I felt pleased at the thought of how surprised Sung Hyunje must be right now. He definitely didn't expect me to have an item like this. In terms of grade, it would probably be about L-rank. Especially since I'd gotten it from someone who had been a former enemy and who had no reason to be friendly towards me. Unless he was a fortune-teller, there was no way he could have known.

I decided to leisurely wait out the 10 minutes before going back out.

"If I can keep using this, it could really be used as a vacation home."

The weather was nice, and the water looked clean. I wondered what the inside of the mansion was like. It seemed that it would be quite difficult to replenish the drawer's mana stores, though.

As I slowly walked toward the entrance, casually glancing around, something caught my attention.

'...Huh?'

Something moved. What was that?

[flowerwrites06]

lion and the fox VI — jjk

Plot: In a turbulent world of crime and intrigue, a fiery journalist makes an unlikely alliance with one of the country’s most notorious bosses. Pairing(s): Mafia Boss!Jungkook x Journalist!OC (Name: Belle) Rating: G | PG | M | R 18+ Type: Drabble | Oneshot | Two Parter | Series Word Count: 2k+ Genre: Mafia AU | Vintage (1940′s vibes) AU Tags & Warnings: crime, violence, explicit sexual content, forced prostitution, mild scenes of harassment, some misogynistic behaviour, mentions of a war, heavy mentions of drug use, infidelity. Authors Note: hope you enjoy this new chapter!  Disclaimer: Please note that while some historical research has been done for this story, the MAJORITY of it has been altered in some way with creative liberties to match the themes and motifs of the plot.

When the night darkened, Belle packed up her things at work and made her way into her car. Things had gotten quiet in the underground after the divorce. And her slip-up with Jungkook had her staying far away unless she was needed. Belle had no intentions of hiding what his father did to her family but it still felt wrong. Her skin felt raw and bruised. The worst part was it was easy to speak to him, be angry at him and show the ugly parts of her without needing poise or control.

She needed to fix that quickly.

Belle stopped at the door of her car. Everyone had already left and it was just her and Hoseok. Hoseok already stepped inside but Belle’s eyes flickered at movement near the curb.

“You okay?” Hoseok asked.

Belle didn’t answer. She saw people in a car. Spies, panic ensued.

But no. It was Hansuke. Usually he did stay back but always stuck in his office. His office had been locked. Supposedly to give the impression that he was busy working. Instead her boss sat in his car with a woman, her hair blonde and dress made from fine silk.

The face was familiar. Angel.

Hansuke was no innocent person. He spent all his years staying at Jungkook’s feet but this. . .this was not really obscene. Belle had probably done just as bad to actual families. No this was evidence. Evidence Seokjin could use against them. If Hansuke cavorted himself in brothels then his affiliation with Jungkook will be questioned. Jungkook will be questioned.

Belle climbed into the car in a rush as soon as Angel dipped her head between Hansuke’s legs.

“What’s wrong?” Hoseok asked. “What did you see?”

“We might have a problem.”

-

Belle travelled to Cho No Su the next day, her thigh prickling from memory. Hoseok had been adamant on her painkillers and despite the frustration to just steal them, the dependence subsided with a lot more ease. Though now as she stood in the establishment where the attack happened, one painkiller wouldn’t have hurt.

She tried to go through similar motions of a customer. High in the daylight, there weren’t many people around. Belle made sure to look for the features as closely as possible and found Angel on the listing.

The receptionist made her wait. Then called her into a room.

Except amongst the silken mats and incense, it wasn’t Angel but a woman with orange hair and a golden black katana on the floor next to her. Kim Hyuna, the Madame. “I know you mean well but I can’t let you see Angel without some questions.”

Belle walked inside and sat at the floor table. “Go on.”

“My workers are not to be harmed in this cat and mouse chase of yours. If you are to get information from her, you guarantee her safety to me.” Hyuna gripped onto the hilt. “And I mean a clear guarantee.”

Belle nodded and pulled out a piece of paper. A plan written on it. “This is what’s going to happen.”

Hyuna looked confused for a moment. The writing was messy, created overnight but she knew it would work. As Hyuna read it, she seemed to think the same as her expression softened. Then she laughed. “You’d be a good Madame. Ever considered it?”

“I prefer journalism.”

Hyuna hummed with a smile and burned the paper to protect it. “Kim Namjoon.”

The name was familiar. Yet Belle had never dove into his background too deeply. He was a Korean boss who garnered his success in Shanghai and created his connections from there. But why him?

“You’ll find aide there for your. . .little predicament. He’s had history with Seokjin before. Bad history. Ripe for the picking.” Hyuna smirked before knocking on the door.

The door opened to Angel. “You get the usual hour.”

Angel smiled and perched in front of her as if Belle really were a real paying customer. “What did you need me to do, Ms. Sol?”

“Please, relax.” Belle gestured. “You have a history with the assassin who came here.”

Shock spread across Angel’s features. “Assassin?” So she did know him. But not fully, it seemed.

“I’m afraid so.” Belle nodded, giving an apologetic look. “He was responsible for the attacks that happened on your fellow workers.”

Angel took a deep breath. “Taehyung.” Her eyes began glossed with tears, fingers shaking. “I had a feeling something was wrong but—”

“We don’t always choose where we end up,” Belle said. The bruised truth behind it cut through her a little too deeply. What would her father say if he saw her working with Jungkook? Feeling things for him?

Angel’s expression softened and nodded in understanding. “What can I do to help?”

Belle leaned forward, pushing the tar-like dread that filled her chest. “Listen to me very carefully. We can’t have any mistakes.”

-

Angel saw Taehyung in his old home. The run-down ancient thing plastered with so many memories deep at the outskirts where nature had consumed it. It was their old house for a while. A small time but lovely and beautiful. It was also the only location Holangi Pa would never recognize.

Angel dusted away some of the debris from the old kitchen counter. She saw the engraving made of their names. Her actual name. Anantheia. Their parents hadn’t always been in the underworld. They were regular people at one point but resorted to crimes and gangs to get by. Taehyung and Angel thought. Hoped. Maybe if they ran into this old run-down place and built a life, things would be okay.

But Japanese gangs were running amok in the whole country, scouring every inch to get rid of any Korean influence. As young people do, they took shelter in the largest wing they could find. Korean gangs that were still powerful enough to put their foot down. Angel found Kim Hyuna giving protection in her brothel while Taehyung had clearly chosen assassin work. It wasn’t pretty but it was survival.

Taehyung walked through the rickety door, pulling Angel out of her trance. His face twisted in fear. “What happened? Did someone find you out?”

Angel shook her head, padding closer to him. “I have a way for both of us to get out of here.”

Taehyung’s expression softened. A vision of the old Taeyhung peeking through. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure.” Angel kept her voice low as if someone were to rip them away from this place at any moment. Delipidated but precious. “But you need to do something. They need information.”

Dark brows furrowed. “What kind of information?”

“On Holangi Pa. Their weak point, anything. If we get them that information, we can leave.”

“How can you guarantee this?” He asked.

“This person saved my life.” It took a while for Angel to fully realise but she would forever be grateful. It had been a while, not since Kim Hyuna, that someone valued her life. “They’re the reason you had to come back and—finish the job.” Her heart twisted.

“Theia. . .” Taehyung rubbed her arms. “If I’d known—”

“It’s okay.” Angel cupped his cheek. We don’t choose where we end up. “But they are here to help. I promise.”

Taehyung thought on it for a while. Eyes twisted and skin creased, battling his loyalty for the gang and what he wanted right here. In this moment. Then with a hardened expression, he spoke. “The teahouses. They’re his main source of income. It’s how he was able to get Akira’s family to agree to a marriage. If you weaken that part, it’s only a matter of time everything topples.”

Angel smiled. “We’ll meet here again later, okay?

“Be careful.” Taehyung traced his thumb across her chin, standing close. His hands shook from being gentle. Soft. But Angel didn’t pull away, nudging her nose against his. “I missed you.”

She leaned in to kiss him. It was the loveliest thing Taehyung experienced in years. The memory of her lips that had become so distant now burst into fresh bitten sweetness. This was worth the sacrifice.

-

“Teahouses,” Jungkook mused. They sat together in his office as the sunset blushed through the windows. “I suppose that makes sense.”

Belle still kept her posture professional, standing and wearing her yellow work dress with puffed sleeves that cinched at the wrists. Her arms crossed.

“Courtesans get paid thousands more than prostitutes. Not to mention the better reputation, easier to show off in high profile occasions.” Rosyne waved her hand, her deep berry lips pursed.

“Peace and Honey is one of the more popular establishments,” Belle said, avoiding Jungkook’s gaze and focusing on Rosyne. “Aside from the courtesans, teahouses have intense rules of etiquette and privacy. Enough to make any deal whatsoever.”

“Discretion is a form of a power,” Yoongi said, tapping his cigarette at the window sill.

“That’s all great but teahouses are painstakingly expensive,” Rosyne said. “We could buy off the indentures for the courtesans to undermine Seokjin’s income. But that needs finance from us. A lot of our finance came from Hebi Pa.”

“That’s why we need an alliance,” Belle said as she brought a thick file and quickly placed it on Jungkook’s desk. Her eyes only focused on the veins of his hands as she opened the pages to Namjoon’s general information.

She felt his gaze burn into her but thankfully, Jungkook focused on the title. “Are we that desperate?” He asked.

“So you don’t have a good history with Namjoon either?” Belle asked, looking over at Rosyne and Yoongi for confirmation.

“Namjoon isn’t a huge fan of Korean bosses who took Japanese allies,” Rosyne explained.

“His mother and aunts went through a lot of crap during the war.” Yoongi’s face turned grim and Belle didn’t ask further.

“He’s one of the most powerful Korean bosses that also has connections in Shanghai.” Belle stepped back from the file, letting Jungkook flipped through it with a defeated sigh. “Japanese allies are gonna be hard to find, this is the best we have.”

Jungkook tapped the file for a few moments before closing. “Fine.”

Belle nodded and taking the file back. “He’s coming in from Shanghai next week.”

“I’ll arrange a meeting with him,” Rosyne said.

Jungkook nodded as Belle handed Rosyne the files to get all affairs in order.

Rosyne and Yoongi seemed to leave the office much faster than Belle could get her things packed. It was a brief second. The smallest second that they were alone. And Jungkook noticed it like a hawk.

“Belle. . .” Jungkook kept his voice soft.

“We don’t need to talk about it.” Belle’s word cut harsh, hoping that it would force Jungkook not to be so sweet.

Jungkook stepped closer, his footsteps echoing against the wood until she could feel him at her back. “I don’t want us to leave our conversation at that.”

“You made a deal.” Belle grabbed her purse to her chest, pretending the room wasn’t warm and lovely with him this close. “I’m expecting you to keep to that deal. That’s all.”

“I know I said I wouldn’t ask you to be my friend,” Jungkook muttered. “But there is a part of me that wants something different.”

Belle should’ve left the room right there and then. Should’ve been angry. Should’ve thrown a drink. Something. But she stayed still. “I won’t be your whore.” It was the only response she could come up with.

“That’s not what I mean and you know it.” Jungkook’s voice turned serious. “You’re not the only one who observes me closely.” He walked close.

His cologne suffused the air around Belle, turning her mad. Stop. Turn away. Belle’s chest rose and fell. Like a snap, Belle lurched for him, pulling for a kiss. Jungkook gripped onto her body, so tight and safe but desperate, yanking at the fabric of her dress.

Jungkook broke the kiss. Belle let out a small whimper from the lack of touch. Something Jungkook didn’t fail to notice as he smirked and grabbed onto her chin. They stared at each other, breathless. His thumb brushed over her bottom lip, teasing and taunting. But Belle didn’t care. She wanted to be here, she wanted him to see every part of her.

Jungkook walked over to the door and locked it.

Belle smirked, reaching under her dress and clipping her panties down until they rolled to her ankle.

Jungkook walked over to her, fingers delicately gripping crumpled thin clothing and peeling it off her ankles. Belle tapped her feet up his torso, teasing the buttons of his shirt. Jungkook kissed up her legs, warm and gentle. He spent a longer time over the scar that formed on her thigh, placing the softest presses of his lips before they hovered over her core.

The way her skin tingled could’ve turned her to intoxication. Belle hated how relieving it felt to indulge in her own wants. How her thighs trembled when he placed the first kiss on her exposed core. Then devoured it. A desperate whimper left her lips, hand buried in his hair as he moved faster. Unflinching in giving her pleasure until Belle had no choice but let out a choked scream that shook the old wood of the estate.

Jungkook latched off her then, glistening lips stretched into a satisfied grin.

Belle unbuttoned his shirt as he lifted back onto his feet. Hands scoured the different tattoos peppered on his skin. One of a fox just at his lower belly. She let her fingers trail at the trousers hem.

“How do you feel?” Jungkook asked, holding her face in his hands like she was something precious.

“So good.” Belle chuckled with a bliss. She unbuckled his belt, letting his member rest heavily on her palm. Just gently stroking until she heard a trembled sigh emit from his lips.

Jungkook gripped onto her hair, firm enough for a spark in her nerves. Lovely and delicious. He unbuttoned her dress, revealing her black bra. Rough hands caressed over her skin, kissed over the plumpness as Belle guided his length at her entrance. She heard Jungkook’s moans like music in her ear, hot breath down her chest as he slid into her.

Belle hadn’t realised how snug it felt. How long it had been. Except this time it wasn’t under the influence or to get information, it was her and him. Nothing to come between them, at least not now. Belle relished in that thought, biting into his neck as he fucked into her, deep and desperate. “You feel so good,” he whispered.

Belle chuckled softly interrupted by a moan as he moved deeper. “You feel good too.” Her voice became more breathless by the minute. She wanted to say so much more. How she hadn’t felt this good in years. Felt this full and delighted.

Jungkook moved relentlessly, shifting the table, scratching the wood. Belle dizzied at the friction against her clit. He could feel him twitch, panting as he reached his high. The furrow of his brows as he concentrated on rolling to the edge. His thumb rubbed over her clit, focusing as he sped to his climax.

Then a burst. Like sweetness filled her in both own pleasure and Jungkooks’. Belle’s knees melted, holding purely onto Jungkook’s grip as he stayed inside her, letting his seed drip onto the wood.

Jungkook carried her then, making her laugh as he placed both of them onto the couch. They cleaned themselves. Lay together, catching onto their breathing.

“Hansuke is a customer for Cho No Su.” Belle covered her lower half with a blanket.

“I think you’re a workaholic,” Jungkook said.

Belle laughed, patting his chest. “It’s just as good for you.”

Jungkook caressed her hair. “You could get him to pay you more.”

“I actually have a different idea. But I might need your—” Belle tapped her fingers on the fox tattoo. “—connections to get what I need done.”

Jungkook raised a brow. “Were you trying to seduce me into doing this?”

Belle smirked. “Yes, I’ve beguiled you into doing my dirty dealings. Is it working?”

Jungkook laughed. “Kind of.”

Belle leaned in and kissed him. Her face soft and intimate.

“You can come with me to Namjoon. It’d be good to have someone like you next to me.”

That was a big invitation. Belle had been used for missions but for a discussion with a big name like Namjoon. Being by his side like someone important. “Are you going to get me a new dress?” Belle tried to keep it light-hearted even though her heart felt as if it was embraced.

“So I am going to constantly buy you things.” Jungkook grinned.

Belle hummed, nodding with confidence. “I’m thinking a deep blue.”

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[vegafan69]

as terrible as hyuna is her collab with exid’s le made my 12 year old self imagine being a mafia in my head at 4am

[ao3feed-ateez]

Intertwined Destinies

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/TCg3eAR by Zycork_mia Two lost cowboys, two outlaw cops, two mafia sirens and two fighters: Is this the perfect rescue team? Song Mingi and his captain Kim Hongjoong fell into the sea of dark secrets that was Zutopia, and met six inhabitants who have extraordinary abilities. But you can't miss smelling love, Also a Kim can't help but fall in love with his enemy Park Or, Cowboy Hongjoong fell in love with mafia leader Seonghwa Cowboy Mingi fell in love with the GIS chief's son, Jeong Yunho. GIS Choi Jongho falls in love with the mafia leader's brother Kang Yeosang and Choi San and Jung Wooyoung are in a pure sex relationship Words: 43, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/F, M/M Characters: Park Seonghwa, Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Kang Yeosang, Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Kim Hongjoong, Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Choi Jongho (ATEEZ), Choi San (ATEEZ), Kim Hyuna, Original Male Character(s) Relationships: Kim Hongjoong/Park Seonghwa, Jeong Yunho/Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Choi Jongho/Kang Yeosang, Choi San/Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ) Additional Tags: Love, Idiots in Love, Alternate Universe - Dark, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Lovers, Brothers, Dark ATEEZ Ensemble, Gay, Vaginal Sex, Penis In Vagina Sex, Park Seonghwa Has a Vagina, Protective Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Kang Yeosang Has a Vagina, Siblings Kang Yeosang & Park Seonghwa, Jung Wooyoung is a Little Shit (ATEEZ), Best Friends Jung Wooyoung & Kang Yeosang, Kim Hongjoong Has a Big Dick, Song Mingi is Bad at Feelings (ATEEZ), Choi Jongho Needs a Hug (ATEEZ), Soft Choi San (ATEEZ), Bottom Park Seonghwa, Power Bottom Park Seonghwa, Bottom Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Bottom Kang Yeosang, Bottom Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Top Kim Hongjoong, Top Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Top Choi Jongho (ATEEZ), Top Choi San (ATEEZ) read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/TCg3eAR

[spiltkpop]

Trouble. [6]

A/N: there will be death in this part.

Death. I’ve seen people die, I’ve heard their screams, begging them to stop, to give them mercy. Never have they been giving mercy.

Out of all the woman with me in the basement after that night, there were two lovers. They had apparently been together for 4 years. One of the men heard us talking about it and decided it was a good torture mechanism.

So he untied one of them and aimed a gun at the others head, handed them a knife, commanded them to stab them selves or they would kill their girlfriend right before their eyes.

Two people died that night, she had done what he commanded, and he killed her anyways. I’ve never seen anything more ruthless besides what I have seen on television.

I learned to keep my mouth shut, which sometimes my mouth opened and it was trained shut. I was taught how to speak only when spoken to. The things that happened in that house, are things I never want to return to.

I hardly slept last night stirring in my sleep, I remember being woken up about 3 times by Kris who was so concerned for me. I told him it was nothing just nightmares. Which I guess they were.

Images of the stuff I had to do to stay alive, how I stayed alive. Everything I did to get where I am today.

I don’t want to hide in the shadows of someone else anymore, scared that something will happen to me. I want to belong somewhere, be there for a team. That’s why I want to join.

“Kris,” I whine whilst pinching his uncovered skin. He groans in his sleep trying to remove my harmful fingers from his body.

“Kris, please,” I try again but by biting his cheek. What I was not expecting was him to flip me over so he was on top. I suppose that’s what I wanted.

“I was such a gentleman waking you up whenever you stirred too much in your sleep last night, and now you won’t even let me sleep?” he huffs while leaning over me his lips brushing against mine but not connecting.

“Have you talked to Suho?” I ask him. He groans and collapses onto me. But half his body weight is off of me, he connects his lips to my collar bone.

“Nah, not really,” he replies giving me a hickey on my chest. Instantly my hands fall into his hair, tugging.

“I need you to convince him, I know you wanna see the badass side of me.” I whisper in his ear while grabbing his face and connecting our lips together. He chuckles as he pulls away before getting off of me and sitting up on the bed.

“That would be lovely, but we can’t risk you getting hurt,” he mutters. I roll my eyes before leaning up to his height and kissing him again with a smile on my face.

“I got your back baby,”

Later that day I was walking through the hallway and overheard a conversation. It was about this guy named Edward, apparently he works for them and he’s been human trafficking.

Kai had walked into the hallway and noticed me which I quickly shifted in stance, continuing to walk towards him where my destination was. He looked at me with a devilish look.

“I get caught every time I try and listen in on the big boy meetings.” he says while wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

“You’re probably not as quiet as me then.” I tell him smiling. He chuckles and leans down to kiss my forehead before telling me to go shower because I “smell of Kris”. I laugh and head upstairs to my bedroom.

I run my bath with warm water and put some vanilla bubble bath in the tub. I let the smell take over my nostrils as I undress and hop in.

I’ve always enjoyed baths, the way your body is submerged in water, it’s like you’re vulnerable. But I am not, when if anyone were to attempt to hurt me they would have to get past 12 men. So i’m not afraid. But I knew how to fight before I got kidnapped. I was just too weak for them, and they could easily overpower me.

My hair was previously in a bun already so I didn’t have to worry about getting my hair wet as I sank into the water. It came up to about my neck, and the bubbles were very much there.

All I could think about is how much I desire to join them, I wonder what I would have to do to become one of them. Would I have to attack someone? Hack something? Kill? All these thoughts were running around in my head.

Trying to find ways to convince them to let me join was harder, because I know none of them want to see me in danger. But I have already been in danger, I was in danger.

Draining the bathtub and slipping out of the bathroom with a towel around my torso I walked to the closet and grabbed a pair of jeans and a plain white t shirt. Rummaging through my dresser drawer I grabbed socks, underwear and a bra.

Putting my clothes on I noticed something on my desk table. It was a small box, I walked over to it focusing on the note next to it. It just says “We accept”. I stared probably too long at the note before opening the box, which has an iPhone in it. Naturally I opened the phone and noticed I couldn’t add contacts without a password, and I couldn’t download content without a password, I had 12 contacts which were all the boys.

I mentally made a note in my head to thank Suho properly because he if everyone said yes and he said no, it would be a no.

Shoving my phone in my pocket I left my room and headed to where I assumed they would all be, the den. Which I was correct, they were all sort of making small talk with each other before I cleared my throat and they all looked at me.

“I am so grateful that you found me instead of some other fucked up group. Thank you for taking care of me and accepting me into your home. I am forever grateful to you.” I announced whilst thanking them all individually, Suho last.

“There’s one thing you have to do, in order to be a confirmed member.” Suho told the room, but really he was only talking to me.

“I’ll do anything,” I replied confidently, even though I have a big bet it’s gonna be something inhuman.

He sighed before looking at everyone and then focusing back on me.

“This guy Edward has been fucking up the business, he only lets girls get close to him. Baekhyun has been inside his apartment and has set up hidden cameras in there, all you would have to do is attract him to you, get to his apartment, turn on the cameras.” This all sounded so simple. “And kill him.” he finished. I gasp but what else was I expecting.

I nod in an approval. Thinking of all the possible ways I could attract him. What if I’m not his type? Not like I want any interest in him, but I feel like you need a connection with someone to kill for the first time. Unless you’re ruthless, then I guess have at it.

“Shouldn’t we make her do something else? Edward is a tough guy, and he’s done some fucked up shit,” Chen breaks the silence, Lay and Chanyeol agree with him, but Suho doesn’t listen to them.

“He’ll be easy to get to, if he’s drunk, and with the cameras on. Even if he did try anything the one that drives her to the club will be parked outside of his place, hidden, and will be on a phone call with us getting the details of what’s happening.” he reminds them. They seem to agree with him instead and ignore their other thoughts.

“So how am I going to do this?” I ask out loud since I don’t want one response.

“You’ll know who he is, he makes himself very known to every newbie in the club. He will find you and then the rest of up to you, just basically seduce him.” Kris tells me and a few nod in approval to his idea.

“When?”

“Tonight.” Suho tells me. I look a tad shocked but it’s okay. I can do this. I can attract a man to me. I’ve done it before. Killing though, never done. How would I even do it? Stab him? slit his throat? How do you even kill someone.

It was around 9pm and I was sitting in the car with Chanyeol who insisted on being the one to bring me and bring me back.

I was wearing a silk dress and thigh high boots, I over did my make up because they informed me that’s how Edward likes his girls. In my purse was a pocket knife and my phone along with some lipstick and a small mirror, you know essentials.

The club I was going into was one they owned, but Edward manages. He was definitely going to be in tonight, from what the bouncers say he usually leaves with a girl every night or so.

Was I nervous? Most definitely. Can I do it? I hope so.

Giving Chanyeol a quick kiss before leaving the vehicle and walking into the club, they have VIP passes for people who get to just walk in and Suho gave me one of them.

It was basically a strip joint, but it didn’t seem like it was tacky, the woman in here looked like they had a lot going for them, they didn’t look like they were off the streets.

The place was huge, it was for the upper class riches. I sat at a booth and immediately a waiter came up to serve me. I got whiskey on the rocks. I haven’t had alcohol in forever.

Trying to stay away from vodka since that’s what I was drinking when I got drugged. The music was loud, and the vibe in this place wasn’t too wild and wasn’t too calm, it was a middle set. The lights were blue and red, there was a few dancing cages set up around the rooms. Some doors that I assumed lead to private dances and so on.

Not soon after I got my drink, a young gentlemen came up to me and sat in my booth. This must be Edward. His hair was black and looks like he uses a lot of products in his hair.

He was wearing a simple black button up, and he was pretty attractive honestly.

“Now, what’s a fine looking lady doing here all by herself? Waiting for your boyfriend?” he bombarded me with questions. I looked around him and there was a group of girls staring at our table, envious.

I shook my head and gave him a quick smile, “No boyfriend, looking for someone to keep me company.” Whilst biting my bottom lip. His eyes lit up.

“What’s your name gorgeous?” he asked while scooting closer to me, relaxing his firm hand on my inner thigh.

Fuck I never even thought if I should give him my real name. I’ll just come up with one, like. Ashley, yeah that works.

“My names Ashley, and you are?” flashing him my million dollar smile. He chuckles and puts his hand on my cheek rubbing it gently.

“Edward, but you already knew that didn’t you?” I’m taking aback a bit. Startled, I don’t know whether to run back to Chanyeol in the car or stay here and assume he’s mental.

“I was warned by my boss, Jongdae, but you have to kill me don’t you?” What the fuck.

I don’t reply to him, or really move at all, and he grabs my hands and pulls me up from our seating position and leads me out the doors. He leads me to a car, probably his. Opens the door for me, and practically pushes me inside. I don’t hesitate to look around outside the car to see if I notice Chanyeol around. Which I don’t.

He slides into the other side, directs me to buckle up and heads on down the road.

Literally, what the actual fuck is happening. Who the fuck is Jongdae? I don’t notice I am shaking till we start to slow down and he tries to start talking to me, but as myself he is pretty nervous as well.

“You’re gonna do as they told you, kill me. I’ll make it seem like a struggle, and then you have to get Jongdae, he was behind all of this, that bastard set me up.” He fumbles with his words.

“Who’s Jongdae?” I question and he turns towards me, eyes big. He grabs his phone out from his pocket and unlocks it fumbling around with it a bit before passing it to me.

There’s a conversation, the persons name is Jongdae, and then it all starts to make sense.

Heat starts to rise and I pass his phone back to him. We arrive at his house. I notice Chanyeol a few lots down. I get out of the car and hold Edwards hand to act out that I don’t know and he doesn’t know.

I follow him inside the building and he offers me a glass of water. I agree and as he leaves to go into the kitchen which is cut off from the main room, I look around for the switch that Baekhyun told me about.

I flip it once I find it and then follow him back into the kitchen.

“So how will they believe you did it?” he asks me handing me a glass.

“I wouldn’t sign up for something I couldn’t do,” I say bored. Setting the glass down on the table and grabbing his hand. I follow the hallway until I find his bedroom.

“What are you doing?” He stutters as I push him onto the bed. Im aware the cameras are on so they need to see I did what they asked me to do.

“You deserve a little bit of something before I end it,” I say while straddling his hips, pushing his body into the bed.

“Close your eyes,” I command him, he listens and I lean down to kiss his neck. I am repulsed by what I am doing, but I need to do this.  My hands make contact with his neck, I apply pressure. His eyes shoot open and he starts to struggle.

He attempts to get me off of him and I dig my nails into his skin, my body coming closer to his face, my knee is now hovering over his neck and replaces my hands.

I see the light leave his eyes, and he stops struggling.

I just killed somebody.

I am a murderer.

[youxidol]

𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚!𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐚 + 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

Hyuna as taekwondo fighter

a/n: couldn’t make anything i liked so i changed it a small bit, hope you still enjoy!!!

✿hyuna had made a promise to always protect you

✿but it would settle her mind if you know how to fight/protect yourself if something happened when she wasn’t with you

✿you both sat and planned when the best time to train was

✿she made a list of everything she wants you to know

✿she has cute custom active wear made for you

✿has a medic present just in case

✿she also arranged for you to go for massages to make sure your muscles don’t become sore

✿teaches you everything that she knows

✿if you kick her ass she maybe falls in love with you even more

✿maybe it kinda turns into a really strange form of foreplay

✿taking baths together after the session!!!

✿she has a special collection of bath elixirs for your post training baths ✿orders your favourite food to celebrate the success

✿is so proud of you!!!

✿every so often she’ll arrange for one of her men to come in so you can try on somebody without knowing a routine

✿it’s her was of knowing what area needs improvement

✿her workers get paid handsomely for it

✿after every skill you’ve perfect you rewards you with something lavish

✿a date in a ludicrously priced restaurant

✿a holiday

✿a piece of jewellery you’ve had your eye on for a while

[justadaydreamawayfromyou]

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[hyunahart]

Bungou Stray Dogs AU: fem!Chuya Nakahara   Я не знаю, почему такая личность, как я, вообще существует.

[shakingparadigm]

ahhh omg wait I love this sm!!!?? I'm actually so excited and intrigued by this

(draft edit: man I had to run some errands and it kinda bums me out that it got in the way of me answering this LMAO that's how excited I am)

ACORN BEING IN D11 IS LITERALLY GENIUS LMAO. you need an award for that one I think. Does that mean Durian (green haired R4 girl) is in D11 too? That would be funny.

I was also debating between putting Ivan in District 1 or District 2 (was very tempted to put Ivan in 1 just for the dynamic between him and Sua as career tributes and models). The fact that he's an ambassador of several luxury brands is just perfect too. Eventually I settled on 2 because of the perfect, obedient qualities that are held in high regard by people like peacekeepers (hope this doesn't come off as weird) and the fact that Unsha has a good reputation because he works hard to cover up his more illegal activities. My friend brought up the possibility that Unsha moved to 2 in order to reinforce the image that they were law-abiding, upstanding citizens and to give Ivan the best training possible. Plus, District 2 specializes in weaponry and Unsha's got that whole secret mafia thing going on. There's also the fact that District 2 is incredibly wealthy so I guess it's close enough? I do think Ivan and Unsha are connected with the folks from District 1 for stuff like photoshoot and all the brand stuff. It's pretty unheard of for district people to travel outside their own district, but Ivan is exceptionally good in behavior and has proven himself to be a person worthy of trust, so just like the removal of his collar in canon I think he'd be granted special privileges (he would be under heavy surveillance, though).

Also wait hold on you're definitely cooking something with the D11 Till.... his connection to flowers is something that he leans heavily on in this AU (I imagine his knowledge on plants like that would aid him in the wilderness) but come to think of it, it's quite hard to justify it when he's from D12... I guess it'll be like Katniss and her family apothecary. Even though they're from 12 they're still incredibly knowledgeable on plantlife due to hunting experience and old books.

Also you completely got what I was trying to do with Sua!! She does in fact die in the games sacrificing herself for Mizi. She and Mizi have been working and staying close together during their time in the games and the sponsors love it. Sua nicknames Mizi her "Jellyfish Girl" (side note I find it extremely cute how Sua canonically calls her this in the Anakt yearbook messages) and Mizi calls her a variety of nicknames ranging from Clematis, Pearlie, etc. When Sua dies for Mizi the Capitol is so heartbroken and sad that they double down on their sponsorships and gifts toward Mizi in an effort to support her. It's for the best, too, because after Sua's death Mizi is so utterly crushed that she cannot do anything, not even able to feed herself. During this period she lives off of the pity gifts the sponsors send her (one of the most frequent sponsors is Shine, who constantly sends Mizi food and water, and at one point even her blanket from home).

I also made Luka a mentor for Sua because of their similarities! The impersonation thing was also a big inspiration for it. I'd imagine Sua would pull some of Luka's strategies in the games which would further boost her ratings.

Now that I think about it, you're so right about Hyuna and Hyunwoo looking like District 12. The dark skin and almost grey eyes.... I always thought of Hyuna as somewhat of a mix between Katniss and Lucy Gray! I would've put them in 12 too, but I decided on another district instead because I don't know if Phan would fit into the poorest district considering how he is almost like a noble and a very superior being. Hyuna's reason for her participation in ALNST was solely due to Phan, after all, and I tried to translate that into this AU. Phan is a researcher, however, and he has one hell of a physical appearance. Like seriously, he looks insane. I think if his design was revealed it would make a little more sense why I put him in the District of Power. I also tried to spread out the characters into different districts as much as I could just for the sake of not lacking too many tributes. If I could I'd put the majority of them in 12... The sponsor angle and the sensationalization of two District 12s and a District 1 team-up is a really cool idea, though! They definitely would pull that kind of angle since the Capitol loooves drama and storylines. I genuinely love the concept of it! It's actually making me reconsider my placing of Hyuna ngl

I definitely agree with Hyuna losing her leg in the escape. That is also incredibly sad and painful to think about.

HEAVILY agree with Dewey and Isaac from 3, Isaac especially because he seems like the more technical guy (iirc he's the one manning the electronic board thing during Mizi & Hyuna's infiltration at the end of ROUND 6).

Ivan killing Acorn after he tried to poison Till..... my GOD that is amazing. I'd also love to see Till go apeshit on a guy just because I think he deserves it. Though I do often think about that one VIVINOS deleted tweet where she said that Till doesn't have the heart to actually kill a person (I assume Freddie is an exception because he's a snobby alien).

Bonus: I think at one point Mizi would be gifted brass knuckles and she'd absolutely go to town with it. The sponsors (who began getting bored of Mizi's lack of progress and moved on to wanting more entertainment) would immediately 360 and start betting heavy on her. Actually in terms of weapons I think Till would have a bat (swinging and smashing it like he did Freddie), Sua a small dagger and/or throwing knives, and Ivan.... honestly as a joke I was just going to say his hands. Since. You know. Choking (haha. hahahaha. ha.) But also because Ivan seems to handle himself pretty well with just his big ass fists (absolutely fucking Till up in that one CURE flashback even though he was literally half his size as a kid) would Ivan benefit from brass knuckles? Probably. IvanMizi bestie moment? Perchance. Although Ivan was described as being pretty good at everything, so I imagine he'd be capable of using a wide range of weapons.

IVAN'S CEREMONY COSTUME BEING A REFERENCE TO THE METEORS BC HE NEVER FORGOT TILL OOOHHNMGYYFHF I am going to be so ill about this NO JOKE. Would it be crazy if they ended up accidentally matching. If Ivan showed up in the ROUND 3 blue version of the meteors and Till was dressed up in the redder, more fiery ones that look more similar to the ones they saw on the day they tried to run away. Do you think maybe the Capitol would start pointing out that they matched and the shipping would slowly begin there (they would also point out that it was cute how Mizi's interview dress is based off of a Jellyfish and that Sua is decked out in pearls from District 4).

This is so cool to talk about aaaa I'd love love love to hear more about your interpretation of an ALNST hunger games au!!? 🙏🙏🙏

found my old hunger games au.... will I post about it? maybe one day....

[illeeeeegirl]

Fallen Angels Au: Other Characters

Yuqi Devil

-jungkooks little sister

-17

-doesn’t like being part of the mafia, wants to have a normal life

Irene Devil

-Yuqi’s bodyguard

-27

-like a sister to Yuqi (has been her body guard/babysitter since she was 7)

Soyeon Devil

-the Killer

-20

-best friends with Yuqi and Rose

Rose Devil

-nurse

-21

-has a massive crush on jisoo

Jisoo Angel

-nurse

-24

-the sweetest person you’ll ever meet in the mafia

Jennie Devil

-Hacker

-22

-dating Kai (not part of the mafia, but aware of it)

Hyuna Angel

-Adviser

-26

-dating E’dawn (ex gold blood member, protected by Angels now)

Brittany Shadow

-hacker

-23

-a spoiled bitch (we do not stand her in our Christian household)

Braiyan Gold blood

-Gold bloods heir

-24

-a jerk (stanning him? In this economy? Nah)

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Character descriptions 3/??

[shutupandmood]

[oneandonlylikeaholy]

Triple H Mafia Aesthetic *pictures not mine* I need a comeback

[mingis-lightbulb]

Rumor Pt. 1

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Plot: You knew he was well known around the school. Kim Hongjoong was friends with everyone and anyone. (Y/n) was starry eyed freshman who fell in love, turning blinders on to all the warnings that your friends told you. Falling for his charms and not wanting to leave.

Warnings: Mafia Boss! Hongjoong, Yandere! hongjoong, College au, smut, angst and fluff all wrapped up in one. reader-chan ignoring red flags, naive!reader, manipulation.

NSFW: unprotected sex(wrap it before you tap it), Daddy kink,  overstimulation, oral sex(female recieving), teasing and plenty of aftercare.

A/n: I got this idea from listening to Rumor by HINP. This is a work of fiction, I do not think that Hongjoong or any of the other idols in this fic are actually like this, this is just a fanfic! Happy Reading!

Taglist: @kimroieho @mingissoggywaffles @damissub @yungisstar1117 @beomnoi @wooyoungsbae @maarkcraft @blessednhighlyfavoured @do-you-actually-care @winterciella @soft-teddybear @sanraes

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Freshman Year.

It wasn't as bad as your parents made it out to be. Honestly, you thought that your year went by fine. You made three amazing best friends and had tons of fun with your dorm mates, even if they were a little too loud for your liking. Though you did have to thank them for introducing you to one of your current friends.

His name was Kim Hongjoong, he was a Junior majoring in the fine arts. Hongjoong is a sweet and kind guy, always willing to lend a hand to someone that needed it (even if it was at the cost of him sleeping). 

You met him one night after coming back from a late class that you had. 

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When you entered your dorm room your dorm mates Hyuna, Chungha, Hwasa, and Sunmi were chatting with him and three other guys. He was wearing a beautifully painted jean jacket with black ripped jeans and bright red converse. His hair was a pretty silvery almost white color and his eyes were a nice deep brown.

You closed the door quietly trying to sneak past without drawing any attention to yourself. Sadly your roommate Chungha smiled and waved at you as you walked in, drawing attention to you. "Look here she is, Hongjoong! (Y/n) is also a fine arts major, she's really good, she painted these for me!" She says pointing to the sneakers on her feet.

On your first week here you asked your dorm mates what they would want you as a welcome gift. You felt inclined to give them something as you thought you were intruding on an already established friend group. So you ended up doing sneakers with all their names on them and their favorite colors.

You blushed as all eyes were now on you, you gave a slight wave. "Y-yeah that's me..nice to meet you.." You trailed off and the guys chuckled. "I'm Seonghwa,  I'm a business major," one of them introduced. "Im Wooyoung and this is Yeosang" "I'm more than capable then introducing myself" Two males sitting in between Hyuna and Sunmi bickered. Finally, the last one to introduce himself was Hongjoong, it didn't help that you already knew of him thanks to Hwasa.

She told you to be weary of him, that his kindness was just a front for his true side. That you shouldn't let him too close to you and to keep him at an arm's length. You could feel her looking at you, so you glanced over to her and saw that she was shaking her head. You pushed the thoughts to the side and decided to give him a clean slate, after all, he hasn't done anything to you. Instead of introducing himself from the couch, Hongjoong got up and walked over to you, taking your hands in his, giving you a big bright smile. "Nice to meet you, (Y/n). Guess we'll be seeing a lot of each other "

You returned the smile, "Y-yeah! Totally, I look forward to getting to know you and your friends better!" You say, Hongjoong gives another chuckle that already has your poor little heart doing flips. "Same here. Let's go guys, we have early morning classes." Hongjoong turns to his friends who are standing up already. As they walk towards the door, Wooyoung give you a smile and a wave, Seonghwa gives you a soft smile and Yeosang nods to you as the four boys leave.

Once they exit and their footsteps disappear down the hall, you flop on the couch next to Hyuna and let out a shrill scream. Chungha laughs lightly as she leans back in the chair. "He gave you butterflies didn't he, (N/n)?" She asks and you lift your head out the cushions to give her a playful glare. "No shit captain obvious! Why'd you put me on the spot like that?!" The room erupts into a fit of giggles, You puff out your cheeks and move so that you're properly sitting on the couch.

Hwasa rolled her eyes as she leaned against the wall. "Hongjoong is just glad he has someone else in the friend group who likes art besides Yoongi." She says heading into the kitchen. Hyuna sighs and places a hand on your shoulder, "Well at least you have another upperclassmen friend to help you out! We can't always be here to show you around, so Joong should help." She says. You nod along, face still an embarrassing shade of red for it just being your first interaction with the male. 

Sunmi got up from her spot and offered her hand, "Well, I'm going to bed, and I'm pretty sure you want to too after that little interaction." she says playfully. You give her a sheepish smile and grab her hand, helping you up off the chair. The two of you walk to your dorm with Hongjoong still burning in the back of your mind.

As you two are getting ready for bed, Hwasa comes in already dressed for bed. "(Y/n) remember what I told you about him, he and his little group of friends are not to be trusted." She warned again, and instead of brushing it off, Sunmi nodded her head in agreement. "Hwasa is right. Hongjoong may seem like a cute and cuddly guy but he's anything but that." She adds climbing into her bed. You nod and listen, still wanting to give him the benefit of the doubt. Hwasa sighs and walks over to you, putting her hand on your shoulder. "Listen, I'm not saying this to scare you (Y/n) I just really care about you, and I don't want you to end up like the last girl that crushed on Joong." 

Hwasa moved you so that you were now sitting on your bed, while she sat next to Sunmi on hers. "Before you got here, we had a girl here before, She was a Senior like Hyuna and Sunmi. She ended up falling for Hongjoong. But he ended up turning her down, and ended up making her transfer schools.  We tried asking her what happened between the two of then but she just kept crying and left us." Hwasa starts. " Joong was an emotional wreck as well but he didn't tell us either but rumor has it that he blackmailed her into leaving to not ruin his reputation" she finished.

You nodded as you stared down at your floor, trying to process the information. Sunmi cleared her throat and spoke up "We are not saying you can't be friends with him Hunbun, but just don't catch feelings okay?" She said in a motherly tone. I nod and climb into bed, my brain just a garbled mess of information, fighting to decide whether or not to heed their warnings or go with your own judgement.

You needed to sleep on this.

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You had a couple of interactions with Hongjoong after that fateful night. And all of your interactions were sweet and fun!

He took you rollerblading, spent hours walking around the mall (spending money on you even though you told him no), invited you to the studio and painted matching jackets with you. He spoiled you like you were his girlfriend. And you had a time reminding people that you were just friends, people swore up and down that you and Hongjoong was something more. Even your best friend, Ryujin, looked at you with raised eyebrows whenever you walked from class with Hongjoong carrying your things.

Today would be one of those days.

Ryujin usually waited for you by the water fountain so you two could walk back to the dorms after classes. It was a Friday so she knew you were out of class already, It was 12:00pm, you were out. Ryujin sighed as she checked her phone, occasionally looking up to see if you were coming.

On the last time she looked up she smiled as she saw you walking out. You waved to her and she waved back, hurrying over to her already preparing to fuss at you. “Exactly where have you been?! I’ve been waiting for thirty minutes here!” She playfully yelled. You held you hands up in defense. “I was...uh talking to someone…” You said rubbing the back of your neck.

Ryujin cocked a suspicious eyebrow but she sighed and waved it off. “Whatever, you ready to go-”

“Baby~ You forgot your bag in class~”

You and Ryujin whipped your heads to see Hongjoong holding your purse. You felt your side and gasped when you realized it wasn’t on your side. Ryujin on the other hand was still stuck on the pet name. “Baby!?” She yelled out looking at  you and Hongjoong.

You turned bright red as Hongjoong let out his signature little chuckle as he walked up, handing you your purse and smiling at Ryujin. “Yea, I’ve been calling (Y/n) that for the past two weeks now, she doesn’t seem to mind.” He says jokingly as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder, pulling you close into him. 

Ryujin looked between the two of you before a smirk came onto her face, “Oh~ So the two of you are official now?” She joked. You quickly raised your hands to try defend yourself but Hongjoong simply smiled and nodded. “ Yup~ (Y/n) is mine and I am her.” He teases, leaning down to place a kiss on your cheek, earning a shocked gasp from Ryujin and leaving you nearly about to pass out.

Hongjoong chuckles and places another kiss on your cheek before leaving you bag with you and heading off. “See you babes~ I gotta head to class!” He called out as he suddenly rushed off.

You and Ryujin were just standing there both in shock, only to have Ryujin snatch your arm and begin pulling you to the dormitory. “Oh my god! We are having girls talk right now! I mean it! You have a lot of explaining to do!” She yells and You can’t really say anything, you are dumbstruck. The Kim Hongjoong just kissed you and called you his! There are so many emotions running through your body that you don’t even realize when you get in the dorm room.

Ryujin dragged you into Sunmi’s room where said female was doing work on her laptop, she gave a confused look as Ryujin made you sit down. Ryujin stopped to catch her breath before she pointed at you and turned to Sunmi, “Hongjoong and Her have something going on!” She finally said, making Sunmi nearly drop her laptop off her lap. “What?!” She screams out before looking down at you.

 “Are you serious!?” You avoided her gaze, you didn’t know what to say to that, because Hongjoong just came up and said it today, as far as you knew the two of you were still just best friends.

“I-i mean, last time I checked we were only friends, I didn’t know he considered us to be more than friends. You quickly mumbled out, as Sunmi flopped back on her back. “Oh my god, (Y/n)! We told you not to get attached to him!” She says, placing her hands on her head.

You feel guilty as your friends start to reprimand you for being around and hanging out with Hongjoong. Ryujin was just as upset as Sunmi, 

“What did you do to get him to like you like this huh? Did you whore yourself out to him!?” Ryujin snaps and you stand up to defend yourself.

 “Excuse me!? I’m allowed to be friends with someone, I can’t hangout without him now!?” You yelled back and Ryujin got up in your face.

“Theres no way a fucking Junior would want to be around a Freshman unless they are fucking him and I think you are!!” She yelled back, shoving you back. Sunmi stands up to get in between the two of you.

 “Stop it you two stop!”

“NO! She’s supposed to be my goddamn best friend yet you’re calling me a whore because I have an Upperclassman friend?!” You cried out, tears starting to well in your eyes. Ryujin sighs as she tries to place a hand on your shoulder.

 “(Y/n), I didn’t mean it lik-” 

“Then what did you mean it like huh? What the fuck did you mean by that? You know what, screw both of you. I’m going out.” 

You push past Sunmi and Ryujin out the dorm room, storming past Hwasa who is just returning from her class, and Hyuna who was sitting on the couch in the common area. You slam the door behind you, your tears freely flowing down your face.

Hwasa’s Motherly instincts kicked in and she immediately called a dorm meeting. “Now what in the hellaroni and cheese just happened here. Why did (Y/n) run out crying?” She asked sternly, Sunmi stepped forward and sighed, “Ryujin and her got into it because she thought (Y/n) and Hongjoong were fucking.” Sunmi said bluntly. Hyuna stood up, confused as hell,

“What?!”

 “For context they are not, I just accused her. Like why else is hongjoong buying her all these gifts!?” Ryujin exclaimed, defending her actions.

 Hyuna looks at Ryujin “You seriously said that to your best friend? Yeah I get, He’s a shady guy, but what the fuck man?” Hyuna says, Hwasa sighs as she drops her bags. “Hyuna is right. The first thing to do is support your friend, not accuse them, besides I think (Y/n) is smart enough to not screw the guys she’s just getting familiar with.” Hwasa says, pulling out her phone. 

“Now it’s best to let her calm down, She’ll probably go to the library, I’ll text her to check on her.”

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You sat in the library crying for so long that you did not even realize that you had fallen asleep. You awoke from your crying nap from someone tapping your shoulder, when you raise your head you quickly attempt to wipe your eyes. 

Hongjoong was standing there with a concerned look on his face, “(Y/n)? Are you okay? It’s nearly 7:00pm.” He asked, offering a hand to you. You take it and sigh before giving him a fake smile. “I’m okay Joongie..just got into a lil argument with my friends..” You say sadly, your gaze to the floor. Did your friends really think of you as a whore because you were so close to Hongjoong? You could feel your tears starting to return as Hongjoong pulled you into a hug, holding you close to his chest. “Don’t cry (Y/N), You’re too beautiful to be crying..” He says.

You hid your face in his chest to hide your tears, Hongjoong slowly rubbed your back as he held you. “Do you want to come over to my place? Until you are ready to go back to your friends?” He asked. You thought about it for a little bit, your friends were mad with you and you knew it was just going to be another fight when you got back. “I-i’ll go with you, I don’t want another fight to happen.” Joong nodded in response as he guided you outside the library, waving to the librarian as you left. Hongjoong stayed in an apartment with his friends not that far from the school. Hongjoong held your hand tightly, running his thumb across the top of it every chance he got. 

He glanced over at you and he felt his heart shatter. You were not your usually shy yet bubbly self, You weren’t asking about a new project he was doing or telling/rambling to him about this new thing that you and your friends tried. You were just silent. Tear stains on your face, your lips closed beside the occasional whimper to stop yourself from crying. He hated to see you like this, and he wanted to ask you about it but he wanted to wait until you were ready.

The walk to Hongjoong’s was short, he opened the door and guided you in. “My friends are out for the day, they’ll be back tomorrow, you can stay until then if you’d like.” he offered. You nod and follow him to his bedroom. Hongjoong pushes his room door open and leads you inside. And surprisingly it catches you off guard. 

He has many band posters hanging up on his wall along with some of his artwork. But on his desk was a series of polaroids that you had taken on the numerous ‘dates’ you’d been on. You felt yourself smile as you walked over to his desk and picked some of them up. Hongjoong blushed and came up behind you, his arms wrapping around your waist as he looked over your shoulder at the photos. “I really like them, so I kept them and put them in frames...You looked really pretty when we went out.” He says soft, spinning you in his arms so that you are now facing him.

 “Though, I always think my baby is cute, pretty, adorable and so many other things…” he says trailing off.

Hongjoong leans down, capturing your lips in his with a smile. Fireworks were going on in your head, as you felt his lips move against yours. Your mind is racing, and your heart feels heavy but you didn’t have a chance to react. Hongjoong slowly pushed you back onto his bed, his lips never leaving yours. Hongjoong pulls away slightly to kiss your cheeks, trailing down to kiss on your neck. “I don’t know If I told you..But I’m madly in love with you (y/n).” He says, leaning his head on your chest. “Ever since that day in the dorm, I saw you and I wanted to be yours.” He mumbles.

“R-really?..But i’m nothing-” You gasp as you feel Hongjoong move one of his hands up your shirt, fondling your breast over your bra. 

“H-hongjoong-” 

“Shh..Just let me take care of you, Your friends put you through something..”

 He starts as he lifts up your shirt completely, smirking as he moves to stand up. “And I want to help you forget about it..” He finished. You sighed as you allowed him to pull your shirt all the way off. He threw it to another side of his room, before his eyes fell back upon you.

You lift up a little to unclasp your bra, tossing the item somewhere in his room. Hongjoong let out a playful gasp as he leaned down to give one of your nipples a teasing lick , his eyes never leaving yours. You suck in a breath as Hongjoong greedily latches onto your nipple, nestling himself in between your legs. He raised his hand to fondle your other breast, making sure it got the same attention as the other. You were trying to hold back your moans, embarrassed at how loud you were sounding but Hongjoong was having none of that. 

He lifted off your nipple with a soft pop, "I know your moans must sound wonderful~” Hongjoong says, “I know you feel how excited you’re making me babygirl~” He moans. You nodded as Hongjoong simply smirked as he continued to grind against you .

“You don’t know what you do to me (Y/n)...” He says kissing your lips once again, moving down to bite and suck on your neck. You let out a small cry as he continues to bite on that one spot, sucking on it until he backs up as if to appreciate the hickey that he made. "Aww it looks so cute baby, you might have to wear something to cover it up.." He teased making you playfully slap his arm. "Hongjoong! You know my friends are going to ask questions!!"

The male simply laughed at you before backing up a bit."Guess you have to just tell them about us~" You rolled your eyes but let out a squeak as Hongjoong pulled down your shorts and panties. You quickly moved to close your legs only to have Joong stop you. "Ah ah princess...let daddy see all of you." You covered your face as his words had an effect on you, you could feel yourself clench around nothing from the pet name alone.

Hongjoong sunk down to his knees and pulled you towards the edge of the bed so he could be right in front of your wet sex. "Look at how wet you are for me already..I have barely done anything Princess." He cooed before starting to tease your clit with his tongue. " I'm going to make a mess out of you baby," 

He barely gave you time to react before sliding two of his fingers in. You arch your back as a high pitched moan came out, Hongjoong smirked and started thrusting his fingers at a steady pace. His tongue is still licking and sucking on your clit making you whine and squirm. He leaned back a bit, watching you as moans fell from your lips. 

"You look so wonderful, princess. Moaning here like a little slut just for me." He says as he starts to thrust his fingers in faster, earning a cry of pleasure from you. You try to close your legs but Hongjoong holds them open with his free hand. "Ah ah, Don't do that princess unless you want Daddy to punish you." He says sternly and you whine in response.

You could feel your orgasm approaching fast, and you wanted to tell Hongjoong but all you could do was moan. His fingers pounding into you plus him teasing your clit was too much. You arch your back again before letting out an almost pornographic moan as the coil in your stomach finally snapped.

You heard Hongjoong gasp a little and you looked down, embarrassment written all over your face. Hongjoong had a tint of red on his face and a smile, "Princess I didn't know you were a squirter~" He teases bringing his fingers up to his lips, licking all of your juices off before locking eyes with you. "I-i didn't know i was either, this is the first time!" You say with a little squeak.

Joong rises up off the floor, getting in between your legs again. "It's okay baby, You only do it for me~" you nod and he gives you another smile. He pulls off his shirt, tossing it into the ever growing clothing pile. He adds his boxers and pants to the pile, you do a quick scan over his body, feeling your cheeks heat up. Your eyes landing on his cock, standing proud, the tip red and already leaking precum.

"You like what you see baby?"  He asks, you nod "Yea I like it.." You admit and Hongjoong chuckles. "I bet you do~" He lines himself with your entrance

 "You're gonna love it even more when fucking your pretty little brains out~"

Hongjoong pushed himself in, slowly stretching you out. You winced a little bit, it wasn't your first time, but Hongjoong was definitely bigger and the pain mixed with pleasure had your head spinning already. He inched himself in until he was completely inside of you. Hongjoong had his eyes on you, waiting on a sign from you. You were tight, Hongjoong didn't even know if he could really move.

He got his answer when he felt you roll your hips slightly, "M-move.." you whimpered out. He nodded and slowly pulled himself almost all the way out before slamming back into you. You let out a loud cry, arching your back off the bed. Hongjoong set his pace finding his rhythm already, "God Princess, You're so fucking tight, Its like you were made especially for me" He grunts out. 

"O-only for you daddy~" You moan out, making Hongjoongs grip on your hips tighten. "Say it again Princess. Who does this pussy belong to?" He growls his thrusts getting harder, you could barely find words to say with how good he was making you feel. "O-only for you!" You managed to moan out, your mind still spinning from his thrusts. You were already clenching around him signaling that you were getting close.

"Is my slutty little girl going to cum? Or are you too fucked out to say anything?" He asks, lifting one of your legs up to get a new angle. He smirks as he sees your face contorts into one of nothing but pleasure. "I hit that spot didn't I baby?" You didn't even respond, just moaned out giving Hongjoong the answer he needed.

He kept pounding into you, hitting that certain spot that had you seeing stars and had him groaning out. "Fuck Baby, Im getting close, a-are you on something?" He asked and you nod quickly, not wanting him to stop. Before coming to the school you started birth control just to be on the safe side, now you're happy you went ahead with it.

Hongjoong's thrusts were starting to become sloppy, you on the other hand were approaching your orgasm. With a few more thrusts you let out a loud scream of Hongjoong's name as you feel that familiar rush of feeling once again. Hongjoong wasn't too far behind, with a dozen more thrusts he came inside you with a low growl of your name.

He finally stilled, gaining his breath back, looking down at you full of love. "I'm going to go get a rag for you and wipe you off then run you a bath." He says slowly pulling out of you earning a whine from you. "Shh, Baby, I'm going to take care of you.." He says as he grabs a pair of sweatpants, slipping them on before he leaves out.

You sit up slowly, reaching over to the dresser to check your phone. You winced at the brightness before going to check your messages.

Hwasa: (Y/n) where are you??

Hwasa: Seriously im worried about you please respond to me.

Hyuna: babes where are you? We checked the library and you weren't there. Just text me to let me know you're alright.

Ryujin: (y/n) im sorry for earlier, It was out of pocket to go and say something like that.

Ryujin: just give anyone of us a call, i need to know that you are okay.

Sunmi: Call me. Please we need to have a group talk.

You groan as you move to sit completely up and send them a message in the group chat.

(Y/n): i'm alive, a little tired, I crashed at one of my friends places for now, I'll be back in the morning.

Hwasa: oh thank god you're okay.

Hyuna: yea because i was about to give ryujin an earful

Ryujin: as if you already didnt! and I apologized! (Y/n) knows i didnt mean it like that!

Sunmi: that's fine (y/n) just take a break if you need to and we'll see you in class tomorrow.

(Y/n): Thx guys, see you tomorrow.

Hongjoong came back in with a soft smile and lifted you up into his arms. "Come on (Y/n), We're gonna take a bath together" You blushed and looked at him "T-together?" Hongjoong chuckled "You dont have to be shy baby girl, I just saw all of you and felt all of you. " he says as he carries you to the bathroom. "We have to have a bigger bath because some of my friends are too tall for a normal one." He says jokingly and you let out a little giggle as you enter the bathroom.

Hongjoong lowers you down into the water. You smile and let out a sigh of content "Thank you Hongjoong, This is nice.." Hongjoong smiles "of course anything for my future wife~" he half joked. Hongjoong was fully ready to wife you up, he wanted you and nobody else. You didn't mind Hongjoong, in fact you had a crush on the male. You didn't pay any mind to the rumors going around about him, he was a sweet guy to you and was genuinely cordial with your friends.

So you didn't understand why he had so many people talking about him behind his back.

Hongjoong climbed in the bath behind you, a comfortable silence in the room as you leaned back on his chest. Hongjoong smiles, interlacing his hands in yours as he sighs in content, enjoying this moment that you two have together.

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[justalonelybitch]

Hey can you do a solo artists x reader mafia au reaction where maybe the artists get jealous and idk It leads to nsfw

I hope you like it!! It was a bit rushed, but I'm trying to get as much done as I can.

Solo Artists x F!Reader

Genre: Smut, Mafia AU

Warnings: Jealously, Possessiveness, Suggestive, Implied Sex, Marking, Desk Sex, Punching, Groping, Voyeurism, Handcuff, Restraints, Blindfolds

Word Count: 1.4k

Buy me a coffee :)

Your girlfriend entered the club calmly, bodies naturally making way for her as her aura was intimidating. Her piercing gaze darted around the room, looking for any sign of you. When she caught sight of the familiar head of hair she began making her way towards you. However she stopped in her tracks at the sight of an unknown man with you, uncomfortably close. Her eyes darkened, pushing past anyone in her way to get to you.

Jessi

Wrapping a protective arm around you as soon as you were within reach, glaring at the man beside you. “Who’s this, baby?” She asked, eyeing him up and down judgmentally. He was practically shaking in his boots at her gaze, frantically bowing in apology for even looking at you.

With the snap of her fingers her guards were escorting him out of the building, now turning her attention to you. “Was he bothering you?” She questioned, ready to make the call and have him beat. “No, don’t worry. I was just waiting for you and he offered to buy a drink,” you explained.

You soon realised that wasn’t the best thing to say as you watched the way her jaw clenched at your words. “And what did you say?” She inquired, raising a threatening brow. “I-I said that I was w-waiting for someone,” you stuttered out. “Good girl,” she smiled eerily. “I think you deserve a reward for having to deal with that scumbag,” she smirked, pulling you out of the club by your wrist.

CL

Her thoughts raced as she approached you, wondering who would dare even look at you. Rather than going straight to you, she tapped his shoulder, making him whirl around. “Who are you?” He asked drunkenly, a scoff leaving Chaerin’s lips at the question. Ignoring his question she posed one of her own. “Why are you bothering her?” She spoke impatiently, not wanting to deal with him much longer.

“I was just buying this lovely lady here a drink. So if you don’t mind,” he said, gesturing for her to leave. Big mistake. She huffed, not bothered to tolerate his intoxicated nonsense. She punched him square in the jaw, not even sparing a glance as he lay unconscious on the floor.

“Come with me,” she said sternly, leaving you no room to protest. Once you arrived in her office she pinned you against her desk, pressing sloppy, open-mouthed kisses to your neck. “Who the hell does he think he is?” you muttered angrily into your neck. The slight growl of possessiveness that came from her throat told you that you were in for it tonight.

Sunmi

Her gaze was sharp as she neared you, stepping protectively between the two of you. “Yah, I was talking to you,” the drunken idiot muttered, too intoxicated to realise who he was talking to. “Well now you’re not,” she shooed him.

Unfortunately for him, he couldn’t take the hint. Instead he tried to push her away, missing by a mile and tripping over his own feet. Her guards were quick to take him away, making sure he was never to return, knowing it wouldn’t end well. “Did he touch you?” She asked seriously, her eyes raking over your body. “No, I just ignored his idiocy,” you spoke in an annoyed tone, making her smile.

She leaned in to connect your lips in a rough kiss, pulling away only to trail them down your neck. She bit down hard, littering marks in her wake. “Everyone will know who you belong to,” she said possessively.

Hyuna

She smirked as she edged closer to you, a plan formulating in her head. As soon as she reached you she spun you around, pressing her lips to yours in a searing kiss. Her hands sliding down to your ass, she squeezed it firmly. Her tongue pushed past your lips as you moaned.

“Hey!” The buffoon called, making her roll her eyes and reluctantly pull away from you. “What do you want?” She asked, looking him up and down with distaste. “I was talking to her, you know?” He said, as if it meant anything.

“And?” She asked, still confused as to why he was even talking. “W-well..” He tried to piece something together, but under her piercing gaze he crumbled. Once he walked away, sagged shoulder and all, a smile graced her face.

“How dare he bother my baby,” she pouted. Her arms still wrapped firmly around you, naughty hands groping at your butt. She would take you right here and now without a care in the work if it got everyone to leave you alone.

IU

She was curious, wondering her was dumb enough to talk to you. Once she got to you she pressed a kiss to your cheek, watching his reactions with mischief in her eyes. “Who are you?” He asked, frown plastered on his face. “Lee Jieun,” she said, enjoying the way he trembled in fear at the mention of her name.

“E-Excuse me,” he tried to excuse himself, ready to make a run for it. “Wait,” she commanded, voice no longer playful. “Take him to my private quarters, make sure to tie him up.” Jieun instructed her men.

“What are you planning,” you turned to her, head tilted to the side. “People can’t seem to take the hint that you’re mine,” she said, pondering. “So I’ll show him,” she said, smirking. You raised your eyebrows in confusion, still not understanding what she was implying. “I’ll fuck you in front of him,” She said darkly chuckling.

Chungha

Once she got close enough, she linked her arm with your own. “If you’ll excuse us for a moment, I need to have a chat with my girlfriend.” She said, turning on her heel and dragging you with her, she didn’t leave room for any refusals.

As soon as the door to her office slammed behind you, she pressed you up against the door roughly. “Mine,” was all she said, attacking your neck in open-mouthed kisses. Without any mercy she ripped your shirt off, smirking when she saw you were wearing no bra. “Naughty,” she whispered, her breath tickling your erect bud before she took it between her teeth.

“No one will ever dare to approach you again once I’m done,” she pushed her knee between your legs. You moaned at the feeling, rolling your hips in search of friction. “Make sure to be loud for me baby, I want everyone to know who you belong to.” She growled, biting your neck.

AleXa

She completely disregarded his presence, instead pulling you in for a passionate kiss. Your teeth clashing, she slipped her tongue into her mouth, swallowing your moans. “What are you still doing here?” She asked, not even sparing the guy a glance as she pressed a few more pecks to your lips, waiting for his response.

When he didn’t say anything, she turned to him with an irritated expression. “That’s what I thought, now be gone.” She demanded immediately returning her attention to your neck. “Let's go somewhere a little more private,” she whispered in your ear, nibbling at your earlobe.

Once inside your private quarters she wastes no time, pushing you down on the bed. “What to do with you...” she pondered. Disappearing into your walk-in closet, then re-emerging with handcuffs and a blindfold in hand. “Strip baby, then we’ll get to the fun part.” She said, lust clouding her eyes.

Somi

It was an admittedly funny sight to see, Somi towering over a fearful looking man. He cowered under her gaze, looking back and forth between the two of you with wide eyes. “Scram,” she ordered, making him scurry off into the crowd. Glancing towards you she raised her eyebrows at the amused look on her face.

“Something funny baby?” She asked menacingly, making you stop chuckling. “N-No,” you said quietly. She looked at you for a moment, cooking up a plan in her head of all the things to you. Settling on one she pulled you towards her office, grip on your wrist strong and possessive.

“Get on the desk, ass up.” She commanded, your body moving embarrassingly fast just to please her. She landed a harsh spank to your butt, which was sure to leave a mark. Her other hand tangles in your hair, roughly pulling you up to meet her eyes. “You belong to me,” She said sternly.

I enjoyed writing this a little too much