#junsu fanfic

[jaejoongs-nipple-piercing]

New Boyfriend part 1

I don’t mean to offend anyone but if I do I apologize. If you don’t like it, don’t read it.

Mentions of aggressive Jin with an unconventional weapon, mentions cussing on both sides, mentions of hitting people and throwing tantrums. Some crack elements thrown in.

That was it. He had finally pissed you off and upset you for the last time, you were done. 

You had gone out of your way to make a nice dinner for your boyfriend for your anniversary, your 5th anniversary. He didn’t call to say he would be late. Nobody from his office told you he would be late (and you had been there to deliver his lunch as you always did). Nobody called you or let you know that your boyfriend of 5 years would be too busy doing who the hell knows what to come to your shared home and enjoy the dinner you cooked and spend time with you on your anniversary. You had spent all day on it, called him, texted him, emailed him and everyone else at the office who you had a contact number or email for: nothing. He didn’t show up. You waited for him all night and about half of the next day: still nothing.

So you calmly got up, wiped your tear-stained face, and cleaned everything off the dinner table. Putting what could be salvaged into containers as leftovers you could take to work, you threw the rest away. He wouldn’t be coming home. 

Your relationship with your long-term boyfriend had been a bit strained recently, but you thought it was getting better. Guess you were wrong. You cleaned off the table, picking up the tissues as you went around cleaning your house. That’s what it was now- yours. He never came home anymore and you could only guess it was because of her, his “best friend” who he kept saying he didn’t have any romantic feelings for but you knew otherwise. You were hoping it was just a fling, a weird phase he was going through. He came home to you less and less, with the excuse of needing to finish more work or the office wanted him to stay late again. 

You took the champagne and dumped it down the sink since it couldn’t be refrigerated. You went into the living room and put the movies back on the shelf, you wouldn’t be watching any romantic movies for some time. You took the plate of his favorite cookies that you had made with so much care to make sure they were absolutely perfect and put them in a broken down, leaky storage container to take by the office later. That would be the last time any of them see you.

Then you went towards the back of the house to your bedroom, into the bathroom and stripped to take a shower. A nice, long, cleansing shower. You were going to wash your 5 wasted years off. Maybe you could find a club later tonight and grab a nice guy and do to him what you had always wanted to but couldn’t, since he had prevented you from leaving the house while he was gone. Your boyfriend-sorry, Former boyfriend now- even made you quit your job because he wanted you to depend on him. 

“Well, screw you!” you said out loud, wanting to forget such a person ever existed. You were going to scrub your body to rid yourself of his cheating germs, and you were going to see if you could get your old job back. After spending probably about 2 1/2 hours in the shower and then fixing yourself up with makeup, you decided to give your old boss a call. You felt videochat would be better, that way you could see his reactions while you talked to him about possibly getting your job back.

Waiting...waiting...waiting...

The screen went from black to an office building. Your old boss was still working? This was pretty late, even for a workaholic like him. You saw a figure off to the side but ignored it and said hello anyway.

“Hey, boss Kim! You there?

He finally turned to look at his phone. “Yeah, I’m here. What do you want this ti-Oh!!” he looked shocked to see you on the other end. “Y/N, it’s been so long. How are you?”

You had to cut him off before he asked too many questions. “I’m ok. Um, would it be possible to get my old job back? I’m kind of going through a rough patch right now and I could use some help.” 

He frowned. Oh, great, guess this wasn’t going to work. 

“I’m so sorry. I’m actually not in charge of hiring people anymore, even though this wouldn’t be a new hire. I can put in a good word for you though, and maybe I can help you in that way. I thought you didn’t want to work anymore? That’s what your boyfriend told me.”

He. 

Did. 

WHAT?!?! 

“I’m sorry, what did you just say?” you were shocked that he would do that to you, when he told you he wouldn’t say anything to your boss.

“Oh, you didn’t know? He came by the office a few days ago and told me you weren’t coming back to work, and asked to change your contact information to his. I told him he couldn’t do that without your permission and he told me it was ok, that everything between you was fine.”

Oh, you filthy bastard! “It’s a little complicated. Can we talk about it over coffee or something tomorrow? It’s actually really important that I get my job back. That’s the only job I know, and I don’t have the time or energy to find another job and go through training for it.”

“Oh, I see. I understand. Tomorrow, huh? Let’s see...yeah that works. Can you meet me at 10am at Cafe J-Holic? I have to meet someone there anyway, and maybe they can help you if I can’t.”

“Yeah, sure. I can do that. Is it easier to drive there or take the bus?” Your dinky little car had been taken by your now ex, and so you would have to take the bus unless you could borrow a car.

“Are you having vehicle issues too? I can just go pick you up then. You still live in the same place right? I’ll be there at 8:30am then.”

“Whoa, wait! I appreciate that, I really do, but is it ok for you to do that?”

“Yeah, it’s fine. Why wouldn’t it be? I used to help you like that all the time. Just think of it that way. 8:30am, got it? I’ll text you when I get there, and I promise I’ll stay in the car so I don’t attract unwanted attention, ok?”

“OK, fine. You are so damn stubborn. But this is why you’re my friend.”

“I know :)” He smiled at you from the other side of the camera.

“And still such a narcissist.”

He put his hand on his chest, pretending to be offended “I’m so shocked you could think of me like that!” 

He looked at you for a bit, neither of you laughing. “Haha, I guess that wasn’t very funny was it?” He said, scratching the back of his neck a bit.

“No, not really. 8:30am, was it? I’d better go to sleep then. Thanks for agreeing to help me tomorrow, I hope it works.”

“Me too. I’m sorry to hear you’re having trouble, but I’ll help however I can.”

You hung up the call after him, getting into bed after you made sure the doors and windows were all shut, locked and bolted. You were all alone now, and it was going to stay that way. If your ex broke in you’d call the cops and put a restraining order on him. 

5am you were still awake, worried. Worried he actually would break in. It was ridiculous to think that way, you knew that, but you couldn’t help it. He had been unpredictable throughout the entire relationship (if you could even call it one). And he never called or texted before showing up. 

You were being silly. Getting up out of bed, you left your room to get something to drink, maybe that would help. You heard a loud noise outside the kitchen window as you were grabbing a bottle of water to take back to your room. 

“It’s just the neighbor bringing his trash out to the road. The dog probably knocked it over again.” You said to yourself. Standing back up you went to head back into your room and paused. Normally when the dog knocks the trash over he scolds the dog. It usually just wanted to play with its owner. You didn’t hear anyone saying anything. “Maybe it was the wind, or a raccoon?” you tried to think of other reasons for the noise outside to calm yourself down. You grabbed your cell phone and pocket knife just in case though, because you were starting to feel a bit uneasy. What if he did actually show up and break in? Not that he ever had before, but you were done with him now and maybe he had somehow figured that out. 

You sent a quick text to your buff neighbors (you had one on either side of you), explaining what was going on with as few specific details as you could, and said you might need some extra protection right now, you were kind of spooked. They both got back to you fairly quickly: Wonho said he’d be right over to check on you using the secret emergency door your ex-boyfriend Jin didn’t know about, and St.Van told you he would keep an eye out for anything suspicious for you and then let Wonho know, that way it was more direct. They were both off-duty right now, but they were very successful cops. Any criminals didn’t stand a chance against them. And that was very reassuring for you since Jin had done some strange things with druggies every now and then. 

Wonho came in soon after he said he would be, making sure you were safe first and that all the entrances were either blocked off or locked. You told Wonho a little about what was going on and he was very understanding about it, almost like he had already known.

“You didn’t know about this already, did you? About him not planning on coming home and her, did you?”

“No, I didn’t. But sadly I’m not surprised.  With the way he acted around Geumhyuk and I, he probably suspected us of being cops. He always got real antsy when we would try to ask him a simple question. Heaven forbid we ask anything about you, he would get oddly possessive but distant at the same time. Then he would get mad and stomp back into the house. How did you deal with all that?”

You looked down at your feet, not wanting to talk about the aftermath of those times with him. He did stomp around frequently, and he usually either kept to himself or he took his anger out on you in the form of an argument.  A few times he had grabbed your arm hard enough to leave a bruise or hit you hard enough to need makeup when leaving the house, but he never hit you real bad. And you never got to ask him about it later because he was never there. 

“I didn’t. He was usually gone by the time I tried to ask him about what happened or why he was acting like that. I don’t know why I didn’t break up with him sooner, I’m so dumb!” You turn away from Wonho, not wanting him to see you cry. You were always ugly when you cried, at least you were according to Jin.

Wonho came up beside you and gently put his arm round your shoulder in an attempt to comfort you. “Hey, don’t say that! You are not the dumb one here, Jin is. He’s the dumb one for not seeing what a wonderful person you are, and-”

“And what,Won-;”

“Shh, I heard something,” he whispered, moving you behind him and heading towards the kitchen. You suddenly had a very bad feeling about this and pulled back from him, trying to drag him away from the kitchen doorway. 

“It’s ok, I’m here with you. He can’t hurt you.”

You didn’t say anything, pressing speed-dial 4 for St.Van and pulling out your pocket knife while dragging Wonho with you into the closet in your bedroom. You motioned for him to be quiet, and he figured it out. You could be slightly paranoid at times, but you were shaking, which could only mean one thing.

Jin had to be outside. 

St. Van answered the phone and you immediately told him to lower his voice and grab the handcuffs, that Jin was outside and you had a bad feeling he was there to cause trouble. He said ok and came right over. Within minutes you heard yelling and banging around outside.

“What the hell, Y/N? Why are they here? Are you cheating on me with them? I never should have left you alone here, I knew you’d pull a stupid stunt like this.” You opened your mouth to yell back at him but Wonho covered your mouth and shook his head. 

“He’s not worth it, hun. You knew that already.” You knew he was right, but it still hurt. To think you wasted 5 years on an ungrateful asshole was painful. You thought he was the one, and you couldn’t have been more wrong. You slowly got up to peek outside, you wanted to at least see his face. Wonho didn’t think it was safe and followed you out of the closet to the window, staying close behind you. 

Carefully peeking out the window, you saw St.Van struggling with Jin on the lawn, trying to wrestle the knife out of his hands long enough to cuff him. You were worried for your life because Jin could be incredibly aggressive, but you were also worried about Wonho and St.Van. They didn’t know just how bad Jin could get. And St. Van looked like he was running low on energy and strength. You felt Wonho get up from beside you and you turned just fast enough to see him walk towards the door. You must have looked absolutely petrified but he said to stay put, he’d be back soon.

“Ok, I’ll stay here. But if you can’t find me later I’m probably hiding in the closet.”

Wonho just nodded and walked out quietly. 

You quickly turned your head back to the window to make sure your nasty ex-boyfriend was still there and to see how St.Van was holding up. Suddenly you saw Wonho sneak up on them from behind Jin and watched as he slowly pulled out his taser. Wonho signaled to St.Van to move quickly so he wouldn’t get hurt, and the second the two of them were separated, Jin made a mad dash for the house, trying to open the door to get in. You locked the bedroom door from the inside, something Jin never knew about. Running back to the window again you see Jin trying to fight off both Wonho and St.Van, Wonho struggling to wrench the kitchen knife out of Jin’s fingers. St.Van, at a speed you didn’t believe was humanly possible, runs and tackles Jin from behind, causing him to fall over. This gives Wonho a chance to confiscate the knife and handcuff Jin.Wonho now had time to tase Jin after they had cuffed him, and he was reduced to a flopping mess. You kind of felt bad for him because nobody really deserved that, but at the same time it was kind of interesting to see him in pain, like he had caused you. So he didn’t deserve that, but at the same time he did. 

Wonho calls the police station to let them know they’ll be getting a guest at least overnight. About 10 minutes later a cop car pulled up and 5 officers hopped out, taking Jin from your yard and covering his mouth so he wouldn’t bite them. You never realized how ridiculous or angry he was until now. He must have had problems growing up or something to cause all this. After the officers had muzzled your ex, they put him in the car between 2 of the cops. The other 3 decided who would stay with Wonho and St.Van for backup in case he somehow escaped his cell, and the other 2 went into the cop car after they’d decided. You guessed that the one who stayed was friends with your neighbors because they stood there on the lawn talking for quite a while after Jin had been removed. You weren’t going to be sleeping tonight, or this morning since it was now after 1:00am, so you’d just have to drink coffee before you left to meet with your old boss, Junsu.

You found out the one who stayed behind was a friend of Wonho and St.Vans, named Yongguk. He looked pretty capable of doing his job, but that’s beside the point. They all come inside and head to your bedroom where you’re half hiding from everything and they explain to you that with the three of them there will be more protection. So 2 of them will watch the perimeter of your house and the last one will stay with you to make sure you can get some sleep (by ‘with you’ they mean at the foot of your bed or outside the door, they aren’t creeps). They agree to rotate every few hours. You just nod in agreement, because you do need to at least try and sleep even if it is after 1am.

You lay in bed, trying to relax and somehow you’re out in 30 minutes. But it’s not a peaceful sleep like you would have liked. It’s a total nightmare. It starts with Jin breaking out of his cell and coming back to your house. He breaks in while you’re getting ready for a date, takes your friendly police friends and sticks them to 3different walls of your living room and kitchen with industrial strength silly string. You yell at him to stop but he ignores you as always.

“You can’t stop me, I’m invincible! I’ve eaten 10 cans of spinach. I’m Korean Popeye!! Muahaha!!”

Then he grows to the size of the Empire State Building and crushes your house, with you and the boys still inside. You toss and turn, crying and screaming. Sweating buckets and gripping the sheets in fear you try to stop nightmare Jin until you hear ringing. You open your eyes to see that it’s now morning. Looking at your phone you answer it quickly, wondering why St.Van was calling you when he’s right downstairs.

“What’s going on? What happened? What time is it?”

“Whoa whoa whoa, one question at a time. It’s 9:45am, you screamed and cried all night. I’m so sorry you have to go through this, but we’re here to help. And as far as what happened, Jin broke out of his cell and Yongguk is currently sitting on him on the lawn to hold him down. And there’s a silver Rolls-Royce parked up the road from here with a middle-aged man in the driver’s seat. Do you know anyone like that?”

“Crap on a cracker! I overslept. Ok keep holding him down, I gotta get ready and go. That car has my old boss in it, he’s here to pick me up to see if I can get my old job back. I don’t have my car right now because Jin took it a couple months ago. I’ll be right down, just give me a minute.”

You hurriedly get dressed and grab everything you’ll need, grabbing the key to your secret entrance in case your ex is still there later. You get down the stairs to see Wonho and St.Van waiting for you.

“Ok guys, I have requests of you two. St.Van: I want you to go out and help Yongguk hold him down because when I walk out he’s gonna want to hurt me. He’s gotten increasingly more aggressive. Just hold him down until I get to the Rolls-Royce.”

You then turn to Wonho “here, this is a special key. I want you to lock my door, and how it’s done is just like any other lock. You put the key in and turn it to the left but then keep going and turn it 3 times. This enables a secret security feature I had put in when I suspected him of cheating. It basically electrifies the whole house except the secret entrance, so use that if you need inside for something or you want to rest. Just don’t let Jin see you because he doesn’t know about that and I don’t want him to. And don’t let Yongguk or St.Van touch the house. Ok?”

They both nod.

“Alright, I have everything and I’ve told you everything. Are we ready?”

“Yeah, let’s get this over with.”

You get closer to the door as a group. “Ok St.Van, you need to go out first to help hold him down, and I don’t care how as long as he can’t get up until after I’m gone. Got it?”

St.Van nods, reaching for the door and running outside to help Yongguk sit on Jin.

“Ok, now us,” you turn to Wonho, nodding. He locks the door as soon as both of you are outside, and you sprint across your lawn. Running in your cute dress and kitten heels toward freedom. Towards Junsu and the possibility of getting your job back. You just barely reach the passenger door and start to open it

“Y/N WATCH OUT!!”

You quickly yank the door open and pull it shut, locking it behind you and scooting over as close to Junsu as you can.

“Sorry, but he scares me like this.”

“You little cheating bitch! You think he can save you? You’re fucking all of them aren’t you, you whore? I don’t know why I even started dating you!” He laughs maniacally as he tries to open the door.

Fearing the very likely chance of damage to the car, you ask Junsu to roll the window a crack, so he can hear you speak. He rolls his eyes at you but does what you’ve asked.

“That’s enough now, Kim Seokjin. We’re done, alright? You’ve hurt me for the last time. I know you were cheating on me with your ‘best friend’. You hid your laundry from me so I wouldn’t find out she was making out with you and your clothes. You stopped calling and texting me when you were going to be late. You stopped coming home. You would get angry at me for every little thing that happened to you. If I didn’t want to -how you put it-play with you because I was too tired from dealing with you you hit me and threw things at me. You forced me to quit the only job I ever had, and then you go behind my back and ask for my contact info to be changed to yours? You have a new toy now, go play with her and leave me alone. I never want to see you again. And you have within the next hour and a half to return MY CAR to me in the exact condition you took it. That car has always been in my name and mine alone, not yours. You don’t give it back, and I’ll take your lying, cheating, two-timing bastard asshole to court for it.”

You lean back and roll up the window, kissing Junsu on the cheek before he drives away to get to your meeting at Cafe J-Holic.

You look back in the rear view mirror to see your ex boyfriend standing there, looking bewildered and führious.

“Bye bitch.”

[avianyuh]

✨midnight thoughts🧚‍♀️

I'd like to make this a monthly thing where I recap some of my thoughts, whether it's in regards to something I'm writing, or current events in Kpop. Maybe even something random. I feel like I don't showcase enough of my personality on my Tumblr, so idk...

thinking about making a fic rec masterlist to my already existing one and updating it regularly

reading other fanfics helps with my own and HOLY SHIT there are some really talented writers on here just casually dropping Jungkook fanfics

I'm so proud and excited for Say My Name's debut

if anyone who follows my Tumblr is aware, I love Jaejoong and this is the first group he's producing since starting his new company

if any of you guys know, SM blacklisted him along with Junsu and...well we won't mention the other one.

he basically spent 14 years not being able to promote anywhere in Korea

so to see him have his own show and have it be on season two, go to weversecon, start his own company and be able to go back on music shows

I just want the best for him and Junsu so seeing them be able to go back to the entertainment industry, that makes me so happy🙏

I HOPE that this doesn't become a situation like rain with his two Kpop groups since technically Jaejoong is still actively putting out music

but I don't think Jaejoong would form a group unless he was 100% going to be involved so overall I'm so happy for him and the girls! I wish them all the luck🍀

in other news

Hobi gets out of the military next month I think🥹So I can't wait for that

also, though I don't trust Min Hee Jin, I do applaud NewJeans for speaking out. A lot of people don't want to admit that HYBE can be just as bad and I truly do believe that they play favorites🤷🏻‍♀️

I hope that if they do get put in the HYBE basement, they could eventually leave and regroup under a different name

seriously, does no one remember what happened to GFRIEND?

what HYBE did was horrible to them and then they trademarked the name so the girls couldn't bring GFRIEND to another company

I'm thinking NewJeans will have a similar fate and might turn into another VIVIZ with a few members if they all choose to stay together

regardless, what they did was very brave, going up against a billion dollar corporation is admirable, even if they did sacrifice their careers (but I don't think this is the end of NewJeans, but idk)

anyways... I'm so excited for MySims in November. I know it's random to add here but...yeah

also, I'm really enjoying writing my yoongi fanfic

I regret not posting my work on AO3 years ago

posting on Tumblr & AO3 has been great but I still suck at AO3 when it comes to all of the tags and paragraphs🤫

[seawitch62]

Wrong Exit

Junsu x OC x Jaejoong

Vampire AU, Implied Smut

WC: 1.1k

~~~

GPS, one of today's wonders.

Tap in your destination and off  you go.

This is exactly what Penny did, following the directions to a tee.

Yet somehow she took the wrong exit, followed by a wrong turn.

Now haplessly lost, her GPS glitching, her vehicle a Ford Explorer, starts spluttering out oil and smoke.

"Fuck", she yells.

Getting out of the vehicle to inspect the damage, like she knows what she is doing.

When in fact her mechanical knowledge is zero.

She smells the smoke, 

"Fuck"

Deciding to call roadside assistance, no cell service.

"What the fuck" she yells, tossing her phone on the passenger car seat.

Penny surveys her surroundings, it's dark, not a street light in sight, in fact it's quiet, eerily quiet.

Immediately she begins to feel uneasy, her nerves on edge.

Looking for any refuge, any sign of life, looking for anyone who can help her.

Suddenly, a dim light appears on the porch in her direct vision.

"Should I?? I'm fucking stranded, no cell" she argues with herself.

Decision made she hesitantly walks  towards the house.

●

Deep breathes, Penny knocks.

Knock knock knock knock, confidently.

The door opens, just as confidently.

There stands Junsu, a proud, self assured figure.

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,

Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—

    While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,

As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.

“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—

            Only this and nothing more.”

He recites the first verse of The Raven, from Edgar Allan Poe.

"My car broke…" Penny states,

But is interrupted, 

"Yes, what is it??"  Asks Junsu.

"Are you tonight's entertainment??? Why didn't you say so" as he ushers Penny into the house.

Penny, looks around, the house could be a museum piece, she thinks to herself.

Just as she is glancing around the room, Kim Jaejoong saunters in.

"What have you here Junsu?" 

he asks.

"My car bro…" again Penny is cut off,

"Tonight's amusement", states Junsu.

"Lovely", Jaejoong takes Penny's hand and leads her to the parlor.

"We would offer refreshments, but cupboards are bare" offers Junsu.

Penny is starting to think this is another of her bad decisions.

"How about a J & J sandwich" Jaejoong recommends.

"No really, I'm not.." Penny  tries to say, but cut short. 

"Tea??" Junsu enquiries,

"No I just…"

"No!!! You do not want to try the tea??"  Junsu 's anger is evident

"Ooh that sounds nice" Penny whimpers.

"Excellent"

Junsu leaves the room, Penny can only guess to the kitchen.

Jaejoong turns his attention  to Penny, his gaze unnerving.

Feeling like a fly in a web, Jaejoong stares at her, like she is a puzzle to solve, if in fact he felt the urge to do so.

Sing a song of sixpence,

A pocket full of rye,

Four and twenty blackbirds

Baked in a pie.

When the pie was opened

The birds began to sing—

Wasn't that a dainty dish

To set before the king?

The king was in the counting-house

Counting out his money,

The queen was in the parlor

Eating bread and honey,

The maid was in the garden

Hanging out the clothes.

Along came a blackbird

And snipped off her nose.

Sing a song of sixpence,

A pocket full of rye,

Four and twenty blackbirds

Baked in a pie.

When the pie was opened

The birds began to sing—

Wasn't that a dainty dish

To set before the king?

Jaejoong suddenly recites the nursery rhyme.

"Err, hmmm" Penny sputters out.

At that moment Junsu returns with the tea.

Murmuring thanks, sipping her tea, she scours the room for an exit, her efforts for naught.

"To your liking?"Junsu  asks,

"What??"

"The tea" as he nods to the cup and saucer,  "yes", Penny replies politely. 

A self satisfied grin is her reward.

When she finishes her tea, Jaejoong takes her hand and leads her to the settee.

Junsu on one side, Jaejoong on the other.

Jaejoong licks behind Penny's ear, her nerves are now on full alert.

"Bland, I'm in the mood for spicy  tonight," sighs Jaejoong.

Junsu, licks behind the other ear 

"Docile, maybe she can be our chattel?"

Junsu suddenly pushes Penny to her feet, "entertain us vixen".

Penny, near tears now, stares.

"For fuck sakes" disdain dripping with each word.

"Dance wench", a bored Jaejoong demands.

Penny moves stiffly, every movement awkward.

Jaejoong's gaze reveals his thoughts, contempt.

"Let's just go to the bedroom now, before I lose complete interest" Jaejoong offers.

Penny stumbles upon hearing these words,

"I just need a phone" 

" A phone!!!! You do not wish to entertain us??" Yells Junsu.

Penny's lower lip trembles, tears on her cheeks give way, to sobs.

Junsu once again leaves the room, this time he returns with a leash which he places around Penny's neck.

"Henceforth you timid creature, your purpose is to entertain and serve" says Junsu as he locks the leash in place.

"Enough" an obviously annoyed Jaejoong states, as he leaves the room.

When he returns he is holding a maid costume complete with duster.

Handing it to Penny.

"I.. I. " Penny mumbles.

"Well, we are waiting," says Junsu.

Penny realizes they want her in the maid outfit.

"Would you prefer if I did the honours?" Offers Junsu.

Penny quickly strips her clothing and puts on the skimpy maid outfit.

"Now clean" demands Jaejoong.

Penny starts dusting the nearby table.

"No no no, on your hands and knees" Junsu tells with a lewd chuckle.

Junsu relishes playing with the docile, cat and mouse, his favorite pastime.

Jaejoong prefers his food and pleasures with spice, but acknowledges, a varied diet is not always  a bad thing.

Junsu saunters toward Penny, and slaps her ass, with force.

"You missed a spot," he laughs.

"Enough foreplay" states Jaejoong as he grabs the leash and drags Penny to the bedroom, with Junsu following.

◇

Penny is placed on a luxurious bed, gold silk sheets, candles burning a delicious scent.

"Please us well, little lamb, and we WILL return the favour" Junsu tells.

Against her will, she finds herself wanting, needing, the skills they possess and use,  are setting her pulse racing, she aches and arches.

Masters of seduction, when the mood is right.

Using tricks they know are tried and true, Penny succumbs, to the pleasure.

A night of debauchery, fulfilling her every fantasy.

The three become one, sexual explosions, fill the night.

The room reeks sex, pleasure fluids abound. 

For now Penny has tasted and delighted in  the J & J sandwich.

.

[writeformesinpie]

Beneath The Temple

Junsu x Fem!Reader

Word Count - 1.7k

Genre - Vampire AU

Summary -

No one returns from the temple. No one has seen inside and lived to talk about it. Now it's your turn, as the offering, to calm the beast inside. You chose the door, now you must live with your decision. This man, if that is indeed what he is, may well eat you up.

Warnings -

Violence, blood, biting, suggestive / sexual content

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   Mist twirls around your ankles in an elaborate tango, whispering of longing as you tiptoe along the path laid out before you. Or rather the path of destruction you are being forced to trek tonight. You look over your shoulder, hesitating for a moment. They’re behind you but you can’t see them. The mist is too thick.

   You can’t see them but there is no doubt that they’re there. After all it’s an obligation of those that prepare the offered one. Always the offered, not the chosen, never the sacrifice.

   Although that is exactly what you are. They covered you in herbs and mud hoping to ward off the evil, hoping you’ll return to them. But a single “offering” has yet to return from the temple you are staring up at now. Has anyone come back to tell of what happens inside? Has anyone touched the cold stone walls, covered in moss and vines from years of neglect, and reappeared from the looming arched columns at the entrance?

   A small sigh passes your lips. Not wanting to prolong this moment, you ascend, careful not to touch the flames that light up the hard stairs. Although, would it matter at this point? You are already damaged. Tainted.

   Reaching the top of the stairs, you don’t bother to look back, passing into a great hall. The flames only sprinkle into this room, making it hard to make out which way you are meant to go. You decide to go straight, a slight hiss of air caressing your skin as you open the large stone door.

   Walking in, you notice that it leads to another staircase, this one leading down. The moon shines above, illuminating the pebbled steps covered in moss that never seem to end. You start forward. This direction is as good as any.

   The hike down becomes harder as you go, the reach of the moon's light thinning with each step travelled. By the time you reach the bottom, you are almost in complete darkness. The moss covered door causes you to struggle. Slamming your body against the cold surface, it finally swings free.

   The room is encased in darkness, the dim light from the outside unable to illuminate the room's contents as you debate whether you should turn back and face the long trek back up those stairs. Before you decide, the room floods with light, fire burning every few feet in the torches before you. You swallow back your fear, closing the door behind you as you make your way further into the room.

   The flames lead to the center of the vast room, a canopied bed draped in luscious materials that you are certain would be variants of silk. The bright maroons and whites shimmer in the dancing light the closer you get. Exotic symbols you don’t recognize pattern the fluttering material.

   Movement.

   You see something inside. Something behind the lace and silk. Something beckons you closer, as if you could turn around at any moment. As if you have anywhere to run.

   You hesitate, your fingers lingering on the sleek material - and yes, it is silk - before you open the enchanting bedding.

   The gasp that leaves your lips is stolen, almost as if you can see the exclamation, as the cold air picks it up and carries it away. The man before you is sprawled out, his eyes on yours, gingerly taking you in with a smile that could quiet all the seagulls by the ocean you so adore. Images of walking along that beach with him, in the darkness, the water lapping at your feet spring to mind as you get lost in his smile. This man’s smile could stop your heart if that’s what he wanted. And he just might.

   You feel silk against your neck as the material settles. This is it then. This is the man who will be the end of you. You refuse to cry, to show any fear. Instead you jut out your chin and raise an eyebrow.

   “Well?” You force the word out, your eyes on his.

   “Well?”

   “Go ahead.”

   “With what exactly?”

   “Go ahead and kill me,” you say, not allowing the quiver of fear that threatens to bubble to the surface out, continuing to stare into his deep brown eyes.

   “Kill you?” He laughs. “Why would I kill you?”

   “That’s what you do here, isn’t it? Kill virgins. Sacrifice them in an attempt to stay young and beautiful, to-”

   “Attempt?” He runs a hand through his blue hair. The supernatural shade looks good enough to eat but you don’t bother to tell him there is no reason for him to attempt to look beautiful. You ignore the hurt in his eyes, looking down at the streets and deciding to stay silent until he continues. “I should be asking what it is you are doing here. This is my home, after all. You are the one who’s trespassing. How do I know you are not here to take something from me in an attempt to stay young?”

   Looking back up there is a wisp of a smile on his lips, the light dancing in his eyes. “Are you messing with me? You like to play with your food?”

   “Doesn’t everyone?”

   Before you can respond, he has you pinned down beneath him, the supernatural speed of his movements taking your breath. His breath is hot against your lips as he bends down close. You inhale sharply. The scent of cinnamon and lemon, so strong that you can almost taste it, surrounds you as he swivels his hips to the left, leaning close to your ear.

   “Don’t you want to play with me?”

   The whispered words linger inside the room, swelling until they feel too large to ignore.

   “I don’t want to play your stupid games. Just end it already.”

   He chuckles, moving his hands up your arms. “Let all of yourself go. Leave it behind. Everything you know is a lie. I am the truth.”

   A small gasp threatens to leave your lips as his knees spread your legs slightly. His hands massage your legs, leaving kisses up the inside of your thighs. Silver fingernails caress your skin, a grin on his lips as his eyes capture your own. He licks his lips, his eyes moving from your face to your legs.

   “I want to go home.”

   His head snaps up, his deep eyes finding yours once more. “But you are home. Don’t look back, the past is meaningless. You belong here.”

   Nails trail across your sensitive flesh as his kisses start to become bites. Fire burns across your cheeks, within your stomach, and within your dampening core. You want him. You want him to continue as he lifts up your legs, placing them with gentle precision over his beautiful smooth shoulders and slips your panties off in one swift movement.

   “Stop,” you pant, pushing back against him, trying to assemble any logical thought while pushing back the images of what you want this man to do to you. Things you had never thought of before. Things you didn’t even realize were possible. “I don’t belong to you. I don’t even know you.”

   With a soft snicker, he continues to examine your body. “Who do you belong to if not me? You chose me.”

   “What?” You untangle your legs and back up, feeling cramped against the wooden bed frame in an attempt to provide space between the two of you. The distance is physical only. He takes up the whole room. You breathe him in from every corner. Cinnamon and lemon. You wonder if he tastes the same.

   “You could have chosen any path, but you chose this one. You came to me.”

   Your eyes furrow for a moment before you realize what he means. The doors. You choose his door. “So,” you say, pulling your dress back down. “I chose you?”

   “Mmmm.” That smile on his lips. He enjoys watching you struggle.

   “What do you want from me?”

   The smile widens as he eases forward into your space, filling the emptiness you refuse to acknowledge. “I want to taste you.”

   He nibbles at your neck, one hand on your breast, the other lingering on your inner thigh. Throwing your head back, your chest leans into him. His body is hard against your own. You want him. No, you don’t want him - you are yearning with every single atom of your being for him.

   “What’s your name?” The question is simple and asked only to clear your mind. You mustn’t allow yourself to get carried away by this man.

   “I have many names,” he says, gliding further down your body. Your dress bunching up around your chest, his hands now under the clothes that you've abandoned any hope of protection from.

   “What do you call yourself?”

   “Junsu.”

   When he smiles this time, it dawns on you that his ‘taste you’ may not have the same meaning as your own. The light seeping in from the open spaces of the silk that drapes down and wraps the bed in an attempt to hide the monster inside catches on the white of Junsu’s teeth. Gleaming white and sharp teeth. Pointed teeth.

   He is still, as if he's giving you a moment to take him in.

   “Junsu. Do you mean to eat me?” At his small smile you continue, cursing the single tear that zigzags down your cheek, “will it be very painful?”

   “Not at all,” he says lifting your left leg over his shoulder. “In fact, it will be very pleasurable.”

   His kisses are soft. Each movement of his lips brings a flutter of guilt and fear to your very bones. You don’t want to give in but the feeling of his breath between your legs makes you want to cry out. And maybe you do because you hear him chuckle, his hands sliding up and down the outside of your hips before settling under your arse.

   “You smell delicious. I wonder if you’ll taste as good.”

   The moan you sputter out is the only answer you can provide as he lowers his head once more. His grip is tight. His tongue lashes out at your thigh before a sharp pain engulfs you. His teeth. They are deep and yet you can’t scream, you can’t move, you can’t think. There’s only one thought on your mind.

   “Even better than I expected,” he pants, the look in his eyes telling you it wasn’t enough. “How're you feeling, baby girl?”

   You don’t have any strength. You tell him what you want. “More.”

   He grins, blood dripping from his lips and fangs. “Bon appetit.”

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[sinpiesinpie]

🏆, 💕 , 🎁

🏆- fic you're most proud of?

This is too hard lol

Fav fluff piece is for Chunji, most underrated fav is my Vampire Junsu, fav yandere is Seo Moon Jo (LDW), my dangerous character is Niragi and most obnoxious is Chishiya in Checkmate haha

💕 - favorite ship to write?

Hmmm, I'm not sure if I have a favourite - I really like to switch things up and get bored writing about the same person - but if I had to choose my Lee Dong Wook fics for Stranger From Hell have been a lot of fun :)

🎁 - have a quote from a WIP?

The Exo collab piece is what I'm writing right now and here is a random line haha

“Go ahead then. Snap my pretty little neck."

[lychandesu214]

Found this chat for you on Tumblr. Are you a Cassiopeia? Let's chat. All about our boys..

To all Cassiopeia out there. No matter what. No haters allowed.

[kazuttora]

DS - O amante 

[violablebambimaknae]

Yunjae, with others !?

[katsumi-io]

Only Good Times Summary: As Yunho and Jaejoong rekindle their relationship, old wounds start to resurface and new hurdles come to place. Follow YunJae's story through heartbreak and sweet moments, up to when they realize the ending they deserve. Story is based on many actual events. DB5K, AKTF Genre: Angst, Fluff, Yaoi http://www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/1297387 Please give chance to read my fic and tell me what you think. Yunjae fans are great! :)

[jaegasms]

CHAPTER UPDATE

Fanfic: A Matter of Taste 

Pairing: Yunjae

Genre: Fluffy, slight angst, AU 

Chapters: 4/? 

Summary: Jung Yunho is the struggling owner of a restaurant on the brink of going bust. Desperate to prevent it from shutting down, his worst fears come to life when a notorious food critic Hero - formerly known as Kim Jaejoong - prepares to serve the last blow.  But as old sparks begin to fly and true feelings come to light, the two are faced with a chance to salvage a crumbling business, and relationship. 

Read here

[promise-ill-be-blog]

Loneliness (2PM Jun.K Scenario)

Admin: Nari

POV: Second (male x female)

Genre: Fluff

A/N: Yay, final one in the ‘Emotions’ series!

The living room was dim, the only light coming from the television screen displaying Looney Tunes. You typically didn’t watch cartoons, but you weren’t really paying attention to it anyways. The only thing you were paying attention to was how incredibly lonely you were. You tried various things to clear your head: watching something, bathing, doing some light cardio, and reading. Nothing helped and you weren’t tired, so sleeping wouldn’t help.

All of your friends were working except for one, but you were too shy to contact him. He was, admittedly and unfortunately, the one guy you had developed feelings for. He was insanely charming and handsome to you, but you knew he wouldn’t pay any attention to you. Being a celebrity, he was surrounded by beautiful women all the time, meanwhile you were a plain jane.

You pulled up his contact info on your phone and stared at it for a few moments before shooting him a text: “Hey, Minnie. Are you busy?”

His response was almost immediate: “Nah, I have plenty of time. What’s up?”

You had to take a deep breath to slow down your heartbeat before replying: “I’m just a little lonely, but everyone else is either working or partying...” You were too embarrassed to outright ask him to come over, so you only insinuated it and hoped for him to catch on.

Your heart skipped a beat when his reply read: “Awe, no one deserves to be alone on a Friday night :( I’ll be over in a few!”

You didn’t know how to reply, so you didn’t. Instead you anxiously paced around your house, waiting for the doorbell to chime.

The brightness of car headlights shined through the living room window and you know it was Minjun, so you unlocked the front door and opened it. He walked up to you and enveloped you in a tight hug. You smelled alcohol on him, so you pulled away and asked, “I thought you weren’t doing anything when I had texted you?”

He smiled and rubbed your arms. “I was only having a few beers with the other 2PM members... except for Taecyeon. He’s filming a few things.” He stepped past you and sat on the couch, patting the cushion next to him.

You closed the door and locked it, and sat next to him. “I wish you would have told me, otherwise I wouldn’t have bothered you. Did you tell them that you were going to hangout with me?”

“No, I just told them I was tired, which isn’t entirely a lie. I haven’t drank in a while, so it’s made me a little sleepy.” He wrapped an arm around your shoulders and held you to him, soothingly rubbing your arm.

“Are you always this affectionate when you’re tired?” You giggled.

“Mmhm,” he hummed and quickly passed out. You were conflicted about whether or not you should sleep next to him, but opted against it. Instead you covered him with a blanket and curled up in your own bed. You didn’t really get a chance to hangout with him, but maybe tomorrow.

[seawitch62]

The magic of love

Word count 546

Yandere

          🧙‍♀️Season of the Witch🧙‍♂️

Take my hand

You know I’m here with you

Say my name

Cuz lies can’t kill the truth

(Junsu - Flower)

Lies! The death. My own reckless abandonment of stupidity. Why? She offered herself like a meal on the menu! Then the lies begin hiding the truth, how did she see through the veil? Did someone whisper poison in her ear? Did she smell my deceit? Her cold angry eyes burning my thoughts. I will show her that she is my only one!

🍯

The cauldron boils, steam rising as Junsu adds the needed ingredients, grimoire in hand, he adds and stirs, his determination his driving force.

As he stirs memories of happier times float, romantic dinners, long drives just the two of them, all those intimate moments.

Sighing "why didn't she give me a second chance?" It's not like  I cheated! Not by my definition! A kiss! The demon tempted me, I regained my senses.

"A player!" She called me a player. "Uncommitted!" That I would be eventually unfaithful!

I will show her I'm committed!  Steam rises from the cauldron, a smile of satisfaction lines his features, "ready". Now for the hex bags.

🔪

Watching in the wings of the dark, his image concealed. These wolves circling her, offering her a listening ear, but he knows the wolves  at the door want a lot more! They will not get what is his!

Placing the hex bags in strategic spots, Junsu disappears into the dark and waits.

The first wolf stares at his reflection in the bathroom mirror, tonight is the night he sets his play for little red riding hood. Brushing his teeth, he tastes blood, spitting saliva into the sink he notices blood, he continues brushing his pearly whites, blood trickles down his lips, he spits into the sink blood mixed with saliva and something  else, a tooth! "What the hell?" His gums feel mushy, he runs his tongue against his gums and more teeth fall out! A horrifying scream escapes his throat.

Junsu sleeks back into the darkness with a smile of absolute glee.

✡

Wolf number two steps out of the shower, his glorious mane freshly shampooed and conditioned, towel drying his hair  he fails to notice strands of hair now at home on the towel. As he combs his hair clumps of his thick dark hair fall out onto the comb and on the floor and sink. Horrified he stops but his hair continues to fall out at a rapid pace. Junsu smiles and once more lets the darkness become his cover.

✔

She wanted me to disappear, no longer be a part of her life! Yet she let those vain wolves in! Not going to happen. Time for the barren landscape of love to bloom!

❕

Like a spider knowing his web is expertly spun, he waits. The potion is potent. It will not fail. Patiently Junsu waits for  the strands of the  web  to sing. Knowing the object of his desire, her love for caffeine, not long now!. The potion of love will take hold as she consumes her morning cup of adrenaline.

☕

Knock knock knock.

Junsu smiles and walks to the door, anticipating who is gracing his doorway. Opening the door, "hello my love!".

[writeformesinpie]

Howdy! Doody!

🧑 favorite character to write?

📚 favorite fandom for write for?

🎤fave line in a fic you wrote?

For the Fanfic Writer's Ask if you wanna~

Ofc you would ask the three hardest questions from the list lol 😂

🧑 favorite character to write?

Well the easiest character to write would be our good friend Readie. She lives rent free in my mind lol but if it has to be an actual person/character then I would say maybe Seo Moon Jo from Strangers From Hell, or of course Chunji from TeenTop haha that fic came out in minutes lol

📚 favorite fandom for write for?

I really liked to write for Alice in Borderland but I may have burned myself out a little lol to tell the truth I really miss writing for Anime - Akatsuki from Naruto or anyone from Naruto ... so Naruto I guess lol 😂🥰

🎤fave line in a fic you wrote?

I quite like this one from my Chishiya fic:

~~The next shot you let linger on your tongue, tasting agave and a hint of caramel honey followed by vanilla with just a touch of floral, oak, and something you can’t quite pinpoint.~~

Or this one from my Junsu fic:

~~Mist twirls around your ankles in an elaborate tango, whispering of longing as you tiptoe along the path laid out before you.~~

Fanfic Writer Ask Game

[socialistseunghyun]

hum Idk but trust me I've thought about Jin x Seunghyun A LOT

pal, 

[dojae-huh]

I've called ppl delusional coz they shipped jongkey or the popular exo ships, I can see why ppl think like that but the issue is as u grow older u realise alot of idols are growing up in closed environment and they end up thinking it's ok to experiment with their fellow members/idols sexually, (them basically having the clg experience where u end up at least doing something with samesex person even if it's something basic like kissing or fumbling)

That's what the management person said in the interview, posted here on this blog in the past, that these idols are always so close that the affection automatically develops. Do I think idols experiment, maybe but I never took it seriously coz I dont think they were attracted to eachother as anything permanent and basically experienced things together.

With jaedo what I always say is that the way they're being handled by SM is so weird and telling. Jaedo does something small and they trend around the world, they're still one of the most popular ships. Even in english speaking fandom fanfic writers like writing jaedo fics even if they're not their main ship.

They interact and we have fanart of that said interaction in all parts of the fandom international and local asians.... BUT SM is basically cutting all their bts from vlogs and videos they post. When they're just sent on offical outing, they have other members with them. In American vlogs only jaedo were the ones who had someone else with them. Dowoo got their own and jaehyun who doesnt like doing fanservice had mark with him. Even when they went to see cherry blossoms in Japan mark was with jaedo. Mark was weird in most of the vlog eventhough they both treat him like a younger sibling.

The way jaedo react and interact with eachother is alot different to the way they act and react to others. Taeyong is close to jaehyun but he gets pissy when he has to do fanservice with taeyong. The same is the case with haechan and jaehyun they stayed roommates the longest and stayed closer unlike johnjae (Jaehyun didnt even know johnny used to sleep in nude when they shared a room what does that tell u) but even haechan knows his limits with jaehyun.

Ships die peacefully into close friendships like minkey and jongkey but Some die cos the ppl being shipper werent close at all like yoosu(yoochun and junsu). SM hasnt ever tried to erase a ship at all, they're doing it to jaedo.

In this year we only got jaedo moments which were for paid fans and that too heavily edited or in formal settings like formal prize/award shows, where they need to be super formal.

Im a shawol before I became a nctzen so I'll give an example of minkey(kfans) and jongkey(ifans fav), minho and jjong still buy really expensive stuff for key. Key got a cartier ring and a bracelet from jong as b.day gift and told fans on insta live that he gave something cheap but useful to jjong on his b.day and wasnt shy abt reading msgs which asked him is it underwear that he bought jjong.

Minkey are very close and see eachother alot but the ship has died to their friendship and noone bloody cares.

Jaedo hiding has made me more curious why they're doing it, it's not just us, but japanese fans, korean and also Chinese fans who are curious why SM is trying to hide their interactions. last year we could see jaedo if not infront but behind everyone being close and getting into eachothers space. Even in the most boring nct life ever ( the new one) if u keep an eye on jaedo they're always together, even in Indonesian vlogs jaehyun is being himself with doyoung when 2dong were playing his switch. It's not as if the jaedo arent close, they're very close and know everything abt eachother but the way they're being edited it is just funny.

In the video of them making phone covers, jaedo didnt look into eachothers eyes at all, one looked at other while that person looked ahead. The one Time their eyes met they both looked at the ppl behind the camera Or how in the vlive with johnny and jungwoo, jaehyun only looked ahead when doyoung was talking to him and looking at him.

These things make most of us more suspicious and than doyoung comes and says stuff like "I dont want to tell u what I bought jaehyun for his b.day and it's a secret" make it weirder.

If u dont want to believe something is fishy, well and good than move on. I'm stuck here coz the way they're both acting is making me more suspicious.

Btw I love jaedo but I'm not really a shipper in conventional terms. I stopped reading any jaedo fanfic coz if they're really a couple I'll feel iffy abt it, But I'm not shy abt reading a good dotae or johndo fanfic....

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To me the most important and persuasive thing is the behaviour and the change in the said behaviour. But I’m a biologist with some practical experience in ethology and knowledge of neuroscience and social behaviour. If I can unterpret an animal’s behavior, I sure can a human’s, when it’s such a simple thing as evident mutual attraction and hiding of said attraction. I’ve answered about my “non-scientific reaching” ways before several times, and am not going to humour any more passing by hypocritical morale enthusiasts. The close tab button is in the right upper corner. 

To a non-biologist, behaviour and body language is not as convincing simply due to the lack of in depth biological knowledge and nature laws. However, there are plenty of other clues, that are understandable to everyone, because they are about common sense and everyday life. SM editing Jaedo, Mark drunk-posting a picture of a man in Do’s bed, Doyoung’s secrecy about the BD presents, Jaehyun having issues with the members closest to Doyoung, etc. Stop pretending like every 10th man is not gay and that coworkers starting to date is some exceptionally rare occurence. 

[xjijix]

They were the four Horsemen of the Apocalypse... Instruments of Chaos and Destruction... Harbinger of Hell... And his name was Lucifer... Fallen Angel... Ready to build a new World...

Little fanfiction idea I had... tho I’m unsure of writing it... Note: re-made the gifs & edits gifs and edits ©jiji