#i need an angsty af fic with him i need to live breathe and eat snow ;)

[askinkiskarma]

100% yes to the young snow fic but also no bc I need to remember he’s the mf that killed Finnick😭 And I know that if I read your fic I’ll fall for him even more.

But also... yes please<3

no cause in my head young coryo from the movie and president snow are two different people idc HAHAHAHAHAAH. coryo's a little misunderstood sweetheart and the king of communication, he would never be responsible for finnick!!! (the delusion is eating me alive, i am bringing back the gold in the ignoring red flags olympics)

[hellreads]

Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Park Jimin (BTS)/Reader Characters: Park Jimin (BTS) Additional Tags: this is straight FILTH, im sorry mom, degradation kink, Degradation, Praise Kink, Choking, Cum Eating, thigh riding, face fucking, Infidelity, Cheating, Prince Park Jimin, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Porn with Feelings, Angst, Angst and Porn, Smut, it actually gets pretty angsty for awhile there, but i love me some sad smut ;(

Summary:

you, a maid for the royal family, have sex with the irresistible prince park jimin on his throne

“No amount of riches could keep me away from you. I deserve to choose how I live my life, and I choose to live it with you.”

soooo when op tagged “it actually gets pretty angsty for awhile there, but i love me some sad smut ;(” she wasn’t lying at all like this was so hot it’ll get you wet as soon as you start reading because the excitement of having the crown prince desire will have your libido shooting up for real (at least that’s what happened to me because of the black fur and prince jimin’s cockiness ugh)

[SPOILERS AHEAD]

the entirety of this fic will satiate your lust for Jimin everything will have you drooling and praying that all of this was real and your not just immersing to imagine and feel something, this is exactly the Park Jimin in my head, royalty or not I like him being cocky and so sure of himself like his cock is the best out there you know hjdfhgjksd anyways, despite all the good fucking op made sure that angst will be felt, chapter one ended badly because after all the things they did and the undeniable love that was lingering in the air Jimin was set to marry a princess and MC was nothing but a lowly maid that’s never fated to marry someone with high status, she wasn’t born with a silver spoon in her mouth and she will have to deal with it for the rest of her life.

just when you thought you had enough of Jimin and that the next chapter will feel angsty af well you’ll feel that BUT the smut here? all I can say is if I was MC and was given the same opportunity to pounce on Jimin one last time before I let him go and let him out of my system i’ll do everything to make sure he’ll never forget what we had and how he was made for me and that he won’t ever feel the same with somebody else. before you start chapter two I highly suggest you take a deep breath because these two will risk everything and I was like nope that’s impossible they’re crazy but i’m also rooting for them because who wouldn’t want one more night before moving on? (fun fact I can’t relate to the break-up sex here part of me wants to but the logical side of my brains tells me not to and that I shouldn’t add more regretful memories ~ when i’m done, i’m done) even if they had to fuck with Jisoo on the side, it made my heart beat fast knowing they’d be caught any minute, I’ve seen porn like this and always thought is the other person on high on diphenhydramine? why can’t they hear or feel anything? long story short this is probably one of my favorite shameless cheating scene in fanfiction, I was lowkey expecting MC to walk away when Jisoo and Jimin started talking but ya girl ain’t a quitter she’s there to get her breakup sex! BUT once again op said you got what you wished for time for me to dump some angst and make your heart hurt and fuck it hurt badly that wedding scene scarred me, what Jimin did will forever be in MC’s head, looking at her saying his vows was dangerous, he was sorry but can’t do anything about it and that’s the worst.

months later after leaving the palace, MC was trying her best to move on but just when she thought she’s finally making progress she learns that she’s pregnant, I mean who wouldn’t be after having so much sex with Jimin and letting him paint her walls with his seed, I felt sad reading this chapter because MC is carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders, she lost everyone and is now starting over with a baby on the way, I was happy she met Sumi and had someone support her during those trying times, the harsh reality of being poor and falling for a royalty hit harder during this chapter even if we insist that they should fight for their love it’s not that simple, MC was selfless and selfish at the same time, selfless for thinking of Jimin and his future, the future of their country and their kingdom, she was selfless for sacrificing her true love but was selfish for denying Jimin her love and the child that’s the fruit of their endless love-making, denying their child of their father, denying herself of happiness because she had this mindset that this was it for her.

then Hoseok came into her life, it was unexpected tbh and I was wishing for more interaction, part of me was happy she agreed to go out with him and part of me is still mourning because of her sadness if she didn’t agree to meet Hoseok she would never go out that day to see Jimin and I was so confused like why is he there? in front of her? why? why did he have to come and see her when life is finally offering her someone she could be with for a long time without hurting people and herself, but that was the defensive side of me worrying about MC but when Jimin started talking everything made sense and it softened my heart, seriously one of the best dialogues to get back the love of your life, I offer my heart to Jimin for following his heart and giving everything up because he knows who his heart belongs to, even if took him a while before doing something about it at least he tried (I have a concern tho, what if in some alternate universe MC never left and just endured seeing Jimin and Jisoo? will they continue to fool around, what if there’s no baby or plot to eliminate the royal family? okay brain stop sabotaging the good things that are happening Jimin and MC forevs!) and after confessing everything to her and letting her know that he’s staying with her she finally revealed that they’re having a baby and it was the sweetest moment tbh, letting down the expectations of society, status shouldn’t be a basis whether or not you deserve to be with the person you love, fast forward to their cute baby listening to her parents love story with another baby on the way this is probably the wildest smut to angst to smut to angst to fluff fic I ever read because they were insatiable at first and they realized they love each other and Jimin found her after she left and now they have a family and they gave me wholesome domestic vibes (but I know the secrets they keep) sigh... love conquers all indeed, if you need some smutty happy ending royalty fic this is it (p.s. there’s lots of angst too!) | 🍒🍒🍒🍒🍒 

[har-rison-s]

white is for mourning

request: I fic where when Steve returns the stones he leaves the reader and stays with Peggy and the reader goes into a depression but Bucky and Sam are there and they mourn. Also the reader and Bucky mourn together. If you can’t tell I’m feeling really sad ;-; I feel stupid heh, thank you though if you write this! :D

A/N: Y'all... This is sad af. Don't feel stupid. I know exactly how you feel, and it'll be okay. Let's mourn together. Take some tissues maybe. Breaks my heart still. Happy—sad?—happy reading.

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warnings: angsty, sad

“Should we go in or maybe leave it outside?” Bucky asks Sam, the both of them standing before Y/N's door with a plate of pasta and a glass of juice in their hands. Sam widens his eyes.

“She needs to eat at some point.” Sam says and Bucky nods, agreeing. “That point better be now.”

“Well, we can't really stuff the food down her throat.” The ex-soldier speaks.

“Yes, we can't, but she hasn't eaten in almost five days! That's not normal.”

“Sam, she's sad. She's in pain.”

“But food is her favourite thing!”

“So was Steve.” Bucky says and then looks a bit off. Sam sighs and turns away from Bucky. It's true what he said. Steve was Y/N's favourite thing and person in the whole world. She's unsure whether he still is, but he's done a big, nasty, stupid thing that makes her also hate him. “Right, I'm going inside.” Bucky says, breaking the heavy silence and taking the juice glass from Sam.

“Good luck, man.” Sam pats his shoulder.

“Are you not coming?”

“I saw how hurt she was when she got the news. Hurts me to see her like that. Hard to help her.” Sam admits. “I'm gonna be at the gym.”

Bucky nods, understanding. He watches Sam descending the house's stairs and then turns towards the door again. He takes a deep breath and pushes the door open, revealing a dark room. It's completely dark, the curtains are drawn over the window, no lamps are on - there's no way of light in the room.

But Bucky challenges that fact and turns on Y/N's bedside lamp, also placing the plate and glass on it. The crouched down figure of Y/N behind the bed doesn't move. Bucky walks around her bed and sits down across her.

“Hey, sweetheart,” he says softly, getting in the same position as she is - ankles crossed and hands tied over his knees, “we made you pasta.”

Y/N looks up, and even in the horrible lighting Bucky can see her cried out eyes and puffy cheeks. She looks like she hasn't slept, either. She hasn't. Probably spent all thouse night hours crying. Y/N truly does show her pain on the outside. “Pasta?” Her quiet voice echoes.

Bucky nods and smiles. “Yeah, pasta.” He confirms. But her reaction was not one that he expected, completely the opposite, actually. Y/N's face starts to turn into a scowl.

“I love pasta.” She whines and her head falls back into her arms. Bucky frowns. 'This is not what I wanted', he thinks and scoots over to Y/N.

“You do love pasta.” Bucky speaks after taking Y/N in his arms. She's fallen into his lap, completely spent out and her sobbing voice clearly broken and hoarse from crying so much, too much already. “I know you do, hon. Which is why you gotta eat it. Wanna know what we added? To the pasta?”

“I want him back!” Y/N cries then, or tries to between sobs and cries and hiccups, and Bucky sighs. She's hurting so bad and he knows the feeling all too well. He's hurting just the same. And her crying sounds hurt his heart even more. But she speaks again, “I miss him... I miss him so much... I can't—I can't live without him... anymore... I can't t-take it...”

“I know how you feel, (Y/N/N), cause I feel that, too,” Bucky starts to say, and a tear or more do slip out of his eye, “but—but you can't say that. You can't think it.” He shakes his head. “There's more to life, believe me.” Y/N cries even harder. She's got to stop. She'll have no voice soon. “You have to wait through it.”

“I can't... I can't hold this p-pain... Or live past it...” her face is showing fear, desperation, exhaustion and the truest face of sadness. She's always been the only girl who expresses her emotions the most and she's always let them be more apparent than other girls would have found suitable. 

“You can, sweetheart.” Bucky says and his hand starts to pet her hair, something he hopes she'll find calming. “I miss him too. Every day and every night. Seems a worthless world without Steve in it, doesn't it?”

Y/N nods furiously. “It is, it is...”

“Not as worthless as you might think, princess, I promise.” Bucky responds then.

“I don't know what I think.” She says after a few beats. “I don't know what to feel. I just feel... I just feel so much pain, physically. Like—like there's this hole in me that someone keeps digging deeper, but—but... but with an axe or something. It hurts so much.” She tells Bucky and he nods. His fingers find her cheeks and he cleans the tears off, well he tries to at least, cause more are coming with every second. “I miss him. And I love him. But I don't want to. I want to hate him, I want to kill him, I want to—”

“Shh,” Bucky coos. He's taken strands of hair off her face and pressed a soothing kiss against her temple, which she falls silent at, “you don't want to hate him. You want to forget what he did. What pain he caused.”

She nods slowly. Y/N realises Bucky's right. That's what she does want. But she doesn't know how to do it. It seems impossible. Forgive him and forget? This pain isn't so easy to froget, and it never will be, so it seems to her.

Steve did something horrible. Unforgivable, even. I mean... You'd go back in time to some old love of yours if you'd really have nothing holding you in the present. Nothing worth staying for. But there is, or at least, was. Y/N thought she was that special someone to Steve. Bucky was, as well. Maybe more special than Y/N. And he just... Left.

As if there was really nothing for him here anymore. As if this world was so empty that he almost had to leave. Tony died. Nat died. They did, but that wasn't all Steve had. There were still things to do, people to love, people to live with, people to know. A new team to put together. But no.

Y/N guesses that wasn't enough for Steve Rogers. Not enough for him to stay in the present. Not enough to keep him running into the past to a woman he barely knew. What an asshole.

Tears start to pour over her cheeks again, and Y/N doubles over in Bucky's arms, crying hysterically. She hates him. She hates Steve. She hates that she loved him. She hates that she trusted him. She hates herself for being so stupid. She hates herself for thinking she was special to Steve. 

Bucky holds her dearly and lets himself cry, as well. It is painful. He doesn't know how to feel himself. Blame himself for it? Hate himself for thinking he was special to Steve? Or hate Steve because he really is the stupid person here? 

Bucky hopes for a day when they both have moved past this horrible feeling. Until then, he will stare at the white tears in Y/N's eyes and her white sheets and the white carpets in her room. White is for mourning.