#kim namjoon blurbs

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your sibling is a fan – bts

[warnings: in jk’s the reader’s parents are against tattoos but aren’t mean]

summary: in which your sibling is a fan | requested!

word count: 2,333

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kim seokjin

"Don't be nervous; my parents are super nice and my brother is a dork. He'll probably embarrass himself before you embarrass yourself," You smiled, trying to cheer up your anxiety-ridden boyfriend.

"Y/N, really?" He whined and dragged a hand down his face causing you to giggle.

"I'm just kidding handsome. But seriously, he's such a dork."

You use the key you kept after moving out to let the two of you into your family home, immediately greeted by the smell of food and your dad asking if that was you.

"Yeah, it's me and Jin, Dad," You answered as you slipped off your shoes by the door and put on some slippers. "Look they even bought you a pair," You whispered to Jin as you pointed them out.

His ears turned red, making you giggle again and rub his arm.

"Perfect timing, we just finished the food," Your mom greeted you happily as she walked into the living room.

"Mom, this is Seokjin, my boyfriend. Jin, this is my mom," You introduced the two with a big smile. "Oh, and this is my dad," You added as he entered the room.

"It's nice to meet you both; Y/N talks about you every day," Jin speaks up softly while shaking both of their hands one at a time.

"The feeling is mutual, Seokjin. Our Y/N talks about you with great reverence."

"Oh, you guys can just call me Jin."

"Big word, Mom," You teased at the same time as Jin.

She playfully rolled her eyes at you. "Go upstairs and get your brother. Jin, come sit at the table."

Jin looked back down at you but your parents had already walked into the dining room. You gently pushed him in their direction and went upstairs to get your baby brother.

You knocked on his door and waited for a response before opening. "Hey, Kid."

"Hey, is your 'date' here?"

"Yeah but why the quotes around 'date?'"

"Because you and I both know... you can't get a date."

"Yeah, well, put some deodorant on before you come downstairs to meet him."

"I'm sure your invisible boyfriend will be okay with some manly stench," He said as he rolled off the bed and led you out of his room.

"You're 14, what part of you is manly?"

"My skincare idol!" Your brother gasped as he walked into the dining room.

"Huh?"

Your brother turned back around to face you. "How much did you pay to get him to come here tonight? Did you sell the house? Are we homeless?"

"What are you talking about, Kid?"

"That's Kim Seokjin-"

"He prefers just Jin."

"There's no way you're dating him."

"I am though, so if you'll excuse me-"

"No, there's no way I'm not sitting next to him."

Your brother quickly walked back into the dining room and you could hear him apologizing for his behavior and introducing himself.

You followed behind him with a confused look on your face, one that your parents matched from their seats at the heads of the table.

"So, where do you know him from?" Your dad asked your brother.

"I researched his skincare routine. His nickname is literally 'Worldwide Handsome.' How do you think I have the perfect skin?"

Jin chuckled shyly as his ears turned red again, clearly not wanting your parents to find out about his nickname (at least during the first meeting).

"Ah, don't be embarrassed Jin," Your mom quickly chimed in.

You smirked, knowing just how you could get back at your little brother for all his trash talk and doubt.

"Yeah Jin, at least you wore deodorant today. The kid didn't."

min yoongi

"So, when's this guy supposed to be here? He's late," Your older brother asked, clearly unimpressed.

"He's actually not late. Dinner starts at 7:00, it's 6:00."

You changed the channel on the tv, not caring that his favorite show was on.

"You're annoying."

"You're irritating."

"Aggravating."

"Irksome."

"Who even says that? Your loser boyfriend some word genius and teaches you new words?" Your brother scoffed and snatched the remote out of your lap.

You turned to look at him with a shit-eating grin. "Yeah, actually."

Yoongi rings the bell as you're setting the table with your parents, who have already met Yoongi. Your mom is humming excitedly at seeing him again; she's happy your dad can finally talk about basketball with someone other than her. She does love Yoongi, but your father's rambling is just... a lot.

"Y/N why is Agust D at our door?"

You dropped everything and practically ran to the door to greet your boyfriend.

"Hi Yoongs," You hummed in his ear as you pulled him into a tight hug.

"What in the world is happening?" You could hear your brother mumble behind you.

"Hi Pretty," Yoongi chuckled at your excitement. "How are you? How was your day?"

"It was good, just missed you a lot," You sighed as you pulled away from him.

"Enough hogging, let us hug him too!" Your mom teased making the two of you laugh.

Once you reluctantly stepped away from Yoongi, your mom pulled him into a hug, and then your dad, both expressing how happy they were to see him again.

"So, you didn't tell me you were dating a rapper. My favorite rapper at that," Your brother mumbled to you.

"Didn't think it was important and I also didn't know," You shrugged.

"You're kinda... goated for bringing Agust D home," He said and pat you on the head.

You chuckled and rolled your eyes. "Yoongi, you have a fan."

jung hoseok

"Can you try to eat more of your vegetables please?" Your mom asked your little sister.

"Mom, you kinda just have to let me do my thing. I'm not a kid anymore," Your little sister huffed.

You quickly put a hand over your mouth to cover your laughter. "Babe, you're 10," You reminded her through a snicker.

"But, I deserve some independence! Right? Tell them J-Hope," She tried to argue.

You didn't mean to laugh, it was just so cute. The dark eyeliner and dark clothes to imitate Hobi's Jack in the Box phase but she was just a baby in your eyes; your baby sister that was still in her Hope World phase.

"Babe, you can call him Hobi," You told her softly.

"Really?" She asked, her eyes lighting up.

Hobi nodded and gave her a big smile. "But only if you finish your vegetables," He bargained.

"Deal!"

You placed a hand on his lap and smiled up at him gratefully. "Love you," You mouthed and in return, he leaned down and pecked your temple.

"Well, that settles it," Your dad speaks up. "Welcome to the family, Hobi."

kim namjoon

You're genuinely shocked that your older sister knows who Namjoon is. His music isn't her style and she's so much older than you, so you don't know who introduced her to BTS in general.

"Joon, this is my big sister. This is Namjoon, the guy I'm always talking about." Your arm was wrapped around Namjoon's waist, head against his shoulder as you introduced them.

"Oh, so this is 'Joon,'" Your sister hummed and nodded her head. "It's nice to meet you. You're much more handsome in person."

"What?" You blurted out. "I've never shown you pictures of him."

"Girl... this is RM from BTS. I don't live under a rock," She scoffed. "One of my girlfriends on Facebook-"

"Oh, you're so old. Facebook?" You gasped.

"She posted about him and it was love at first sight. Everyone with eyes has a crush on him, come on Y/N. Let's be serious. And he's smart. He'll be good for you."

You let out a breathy laugh as you looked up at your bulky boyfriend to see him smiling confidently. "Um... I see introductions weren't necessary."

"Anyway, Joon, can I call you that?" Your sister ignored you and took his arm to lead him away.

"Sure," He nodded.

"Great, let's talk about some of your greatest lyrics. My personal favorite is..."

park jimin

You two sat in Jimin's car, mentally preparing to go in and meet your family.

It wasn't like your family was embarrassing or they were bad people or anything like that.

"It's just that... she's a hardcore ARMY. Like, decked out in purple, bleeds purple type of thing. So, if she faints, don't freak out," You explained to your boyfriend as he looked at you with wide eyes.

"Right," He nodded slowly. "Should I call an ambulance if she faints?"

"Oh, no, don't worry. We have a routine for her fainting episodes. There's nothing wrong with her, by the way, she's just really high-strung. But she's a good kid. You'll love her," You promised and took his hand in yours.

He nodded confidently, looking ready to head in. You leaned in to peck his lips, but a knock at your window, made you jump and turn to look back at the perpetrator.

"Hey Tiny, you scared me," You smiled toothlessly at your little sister.

"Yeah, and the lights on the car are freaking out Dad. When are you coming in?"

"Sorry, we're coming," You apologized and Jimin cleared his throat to let out a quiet apology.

Your sister took a closer look at him, eyes growing to the size of saucers.

"Please don't faint right now," You mumbled to her.

She cleared her throat and stood up straight. "Me? Faint? Yeah right, Big," She tried to play cool. "But, uh, you didn't tell me that your boyfriend was Jimin."

You side-eyed her, "Uh, yes I did. I told you on FaceTime that I had a boyfriend. You asked what his name was. I said 'Jimin' and then you laughed in my face and hung up on me."

She let out an awkward chuckle and scratched the back of her neck. "Right, well... we're waiting for you."

The two of you in the car, watched your sister scurry off into the house. It was at this moment you could see she had purple highlights in her hair and she was wearing Shooky slippers, making you facepalm and let out a sigh.

"Well, she didn't faint," Jimin spoke up and rubbed your arm.

"Let's not hold our breath on that."

kim taehyung

Between Taehyung and your family, you were jazzed out.

Your parents grew up listening to jazz music so it's always been a big part of your life and love it. Your sister even became a jazz singer.

Jazz isn't as popular as other genres but she's one of the most notable figures of her genre.

And Taehyung? Taehyung plays her all of the time. Ever since you told him you were sisters, he's been pushing to meet your family (more than he already had been).

You're pretty sure he heard the music playing from the driveway, that's how loud the music was.

Your dad claims "Jazz always sets the proper tone." And maybe he was right because Taehyung was all smiles when he walked into the house.

He wasn't his normal shy self as you introduced him to everyone. Especially not with your sister; they got along swimmingly.

"I'm such a huge fan, you have no idea. I've been wanting you meet you for a long time, all of you guys," Taehyung spoke earnestly, hand over his heart.

"The feeling is more than mutual. Y/N tells us that you love jazz," Your sister smiles warmly. "I'm a big fan as well. I've recorded some covers of your songs but I haven't released them."

"That means so much to me," Taehyung smiles, somehow, even bigger than before.

You swoon quietly at the interaction, happy that everyone's being kind and warm. It's so sweet, you kind of don't mind the loud jazz music playing anymore.

You watch them interact, swap the numbers of their managers and go on and on about their love for music.

"He's a keeper Y/N," Your sister winks at you.

"I'm pretty sure you're supposed to be hyping me up but okay."

jeon jungkook

"Woah, who's the dude at the dinner table?" Your sister asked as she walked in.

"You're late," Your dad stated briskly.

"Sorry," She mumbled sheepishly and sat across from you. "Hey, Sissy. Who's the guy?"

"You know he can hear you?" You chuckled.

"Wassup?" She nodded.

"I'm Jungkook, Y/N's boyfriend. It's nice to meet you, finally," Jungkook smiles at your sister.

"I'm sure you know my name. Y/N likes to act like I'm her kid but we're Irish twins. It's nice to meet you, Jungkook. I like your music by the way."

"Thank you."

Dinner was going well until your sister rolled up her sleeves, revealing a new tattoo.

"Oops," She mumbled.

"I thought we said no more tattoos," Your mom sighed, making you wince and put your head in your hands.

Your parents weren't the biggest fans of tattoos, they just didn't understand why someone would permanently mark their body. But your sister was rebellious. Well, you wouldn't even say that, she just did what she wanted.

"Well, I thought you meant no more tattoos as long as I lived here. That's why I moved out," She shrugged.

"I can't believe-"

"How many tattoos do you have?" Jungkook asked, cutting your dad's complaint off, causing you to look up from your hands.

"Oh, well, I honestly plan on having a sleeve. So, one piece but I've had five sessions," Your sister says sheepishly, looking down at her dinner plate.

"Cool. I have a sleeve. I can show you later if you'd like?" Jungkook offered and you looked over at your sister.

Her face lit up like a little kid getting ice cream and your face started to mirror hers.

"Yeah definitely. That'd be so cool," She nodded.

"We can go to our apartment then," You suggested, trying to respect your parents.

Once the situation fizzled out, you turned and pecked Jungkook's arm, making him look down at you puzzled.

"You're the best. She's probably your biggest fan now. After me, of course."

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Fics

Cliché? Most definitely. | Kylian Mbappé

Genre:  Strangers to Lovers AU | Romance | Angst | Fluff | Smut

Summary: Once upon a time, there lived a girl who couldn't figure out her life and a boy who had the world at his feet. Neither had time for love, and both were absolutely miserable with their current predicaments. As the saying goes, expect the unexpected. Cliché? Most definitely. Does Lady Faith care? Not one bit. These types of stories have always been her cup of tea. At this point, all there is left to do is send a quick prayer that these two don’t get dragged to hell and back to satisfy an ancient deity’s hunger for drama. Alas, the odds don’t look promising. It’s been a while since Lady Faith personally took an interest in two young mortals' lives. The last time she was so meddlesome was with a certain singer and an athlete. What a disaster that was. Now, Faith looked at her two protagonists, and with a quick smirk, let history write itself. 

Chapitre Un. Rien autour n'a de sens

The Summer We Were Young | Kylian Mbappé

Genre:  Strangers to Lovers AU| Romance | Comedy | Fluff | Of course, it has to be angsty | Smut

Summary: Once upon a time, there lived a young woman named Naaz who couldn’t wait to get the hell out of her parent’s house and jet set to the French Riviera to live out her hot girl summer dreams. Tired, burnout, and angry against the world, she decides to be selfish for once and books a ticket to the beautiful city of Nice.

Unfortunately for her, things never seem to work in her favour. Along the way, she meets the most infuriating man in the world who seems to make it his life goal to make her blood boil and her generationally acquired anger issues to resurface landing her in the most precarious situations. On his behalf, Kylian was just trying to have a good time and forget about the disastrous season he just had. Dealing with loss after loss, the world-famous footballer just wanted to catch a break as he faced great uncertainty regarding his future. Get ready to follow Naaz and Kylian as they prepare to face a summer that will change their lives forever. 

Chapter One. Ridin' in the drop-top with the top down

Requests

Ay, Ay, Captain | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: Y/N watches as Kylian play and lead his team to victory at Stade Bollaert-Delelis, feeling proud and overwhelmed. Five goals in one game? Surely, he served something special for such a feat, non?

Honeymoon | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: After an eventful journey, you and Kylian finally get to relax on your afternoon.

Meilleur buteur | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: Kylian becomes Paris Saint-Germain's all-time top scorer. You couldn't be any prouder of your other half.

Somebody to Lean On | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: After being eliminated from the Champions League, you join Kylian while he channels his frustrations into working out hours after the training session is over. 

Magic Kingdom | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: After spending the day at Disneyland Paris with his niece and nephew, Kylian wants to start a family with you

Hold On, We’re Going Home | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: After attending a charity event with Kylian, who looked dashing in his black suit, you feel particularly needy. Once you arrive home, you realize he hungered for you just as much. 

Unexpectedly Expecting | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: After feeling unusually exhausted and nauseous during your weekly gym dates, you find out some really happy news

O Re Piya | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: It’s the day of your brother’s wedding, and you're running late. The main culprit: your handsy husband who can’t seem to control himself seeing you in a lehenga. 

A Mother's Remedy | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: You fall asleep on Kylian after spending the whole day taking care of the triplets who had the flu.

I’ll take care of you | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: Kylian is feeling stressed as the news that he will not be extending with PSG comes out. He seeks comfort in you. 

Send That Picture Promise I'm A Keep It | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: What’s it like texting when your husband is a really busy athlete? 

Drifting Apart | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: Y/N and Kylian’s relationship is crumbling as they navigate the most difficult moments of their lives. Will they stay or fall apart due to the pressure?

↳ Part I

Sheila Ki Jawani | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: Y/N is late and Kylian decides to teach her a lesson about tardiness.

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Comfort| Kim Namjoon

Summary: After reading an article about your boyfriend Namjoon's personal information being tracked, you feel quite angry and the only thing you can do is comfort him.

Tom Riddle 🐍

The Heir and His Son | Tom Riddle Sr and Tom Riddle Jr

Summary: Tom Riddle Sr raises his son and it makes all the difference.

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Pact

“You think we’ll always be friends?” He reaches into the bag you’re holding and haphazardly tosses a Cheeto into his mouth. You nod, looking straight ahead at the bright cityscape, “Of course.” “Wanna make a marriage pact?” He asks in a far too casual tone for such a serious topic. You roll your eyes, “We are not gonna be one of those cliché best friends that makes a marriage pact.” “Oh, come on. It’s not like it’ll happen- Odds are, I’m gonna find a beautiful model type or- or even an actress; but just as a backup plan, we can have each other.” “Backup plan, huh?” You smirk, chewing slowly. “Absolutely. It’ll be great because we’re already friends, ya know? So living together will be a breeze. It’ll be like…summer camp.” “Summer camp? You’re out of your mind.” “At least think about it, huh?” “Fine,” You sigh, passing him the bag and leaning back on the bench, arm extending behind him on the backrest. Marriage pact. What a clown…

A/N: I know I have a marriage story already in motion with Jungkook, but should I expand on this idea? Yes? No? 🙈

[singguks]

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PAIRING ! namjoon x fem! oc!

IN WHICH... namjoon discovers he is able to communicate with a mysterious stranger through a ham radio across time and their lives are forever changed !

━━━ A/N... dedicated to that special friend who is eternal when it comes to my heart. happiest day to you hyo, i love you now and throughout time ♡!

✩ WRITINGS !

Cambio Over and Out. ( ham radio operators )

00. The Unbearable Lightness Of Being ( 822 )

Ditto. ( ham radio chat )

01. Tomorrow at 4pm ( ?k )

Equal sign. ( ham radio chat )

02. One Is Bad, Two Is A Scam ( ?k )

Zero O'clock. ( ham radio chat )

03. Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close ( ?k )

Everythingoes. ( ham radio article )

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[7ndipity]

"And this is how it starts."

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Jimin: Hewwo.

Hoseok: Hihiiiiii!

Taehyung: Greetings, Humans.

Namjoon: Three kinds of people.

Jungkook: I want pudding.

Yoongi: Four kinds of people.

Seokjin: WHAT’S UP FUCKERS?

Namjoon: Five kinds of people.

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Kim Namjoon x reader

A/N: Yo! Here's a little Namjoon blurb for his birthday AND as a thank you for 100 followers!! It means a lot that you guys like what I write! Anyway, I hope you're okay with bugs... Enjoy!

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“Ah, this is so nice,” you sighed as you stretched your arm over your head. A breeze rustled the midsummer leaves as you and Namjoon walked through a nearby park.

“And you didn’t want to get up,” he teased while letting out a chuckle which made you glare at him.

“You tried waking me up at 7:30! Of course I didn’t want to get up!”

He laughed at your dramatics before taking your hand in his.

“But this is still nice. The cool breeze. The calm, quiet atmosphere. You,” he said, squeezing you hand a bit to convey a bit more emotion in the statement.

You turned toward him just to see him turn his gaze away from you as a light blush started to settle on his cheeks.

“You got embarrassed, didn’t you,” you smiled and teased him, knowing that he usually did when he said something cheesy while trying to be romantic.

You laughed as he turned his head away, basically confirming your question.

You leaned closer and held his bicep in a little hug, “Don’t worry, I thought it was cute. And I agree. It’s nice being here with you, too.”

You settled into relaxed conversation as you continued walking with no real destination in mind, just enjoying the scenery and each other’s company when something caught your eye.

You let go of you hold on Namjoon as you walked a few feet ahead and looked down at the sidewalk, much to his confusion. Sure enough, the thing that caught your eye was laying on the cement by you feet.

A cicada.

You bent down to pick the little creature and brushed your finger against one of its legs to try and wake it up. You smiled once it slowly started to move. Turning it rightside up, you walked back to Namjoon so show him what you found.

“Joonie, look!”

You moved the hand that had the cicada closer to him so he could see, but he moved away with furrowed brows.

“Y/n/n! What the- why are you holding it?!”

You rolled eyes as you brought it closer to you to look at it. “Calm down, it’s just a cicada. It’s not going to kill you.”

Watching it just stand on you hand, you placed it on your shirt since you figured that it just needed to warm up a bit before leaving.

Namjoon looked, almost disgusted, at the cicada just sitting on your shirt making you laugh. “What? Don’t you hold crabs?”

“Yeah, crabs. Not bugs.”

You deadpanned as you started to walk again, “Dude. A cicada’s not going to hurt you. Worst thing that happens is that it makes a little noise.”

Namjoon walked with you, but at a distance that was almost laughable.

“Yeah, but it’s- ugh… a bug. How can you hold it?”

You chuckled as you grabbed the little guy in your hand again once it start moving a bit more.

“When I was younger, a teacher of mine would make us hold any cicada we found on our walks. When we didn’t want to, she would ask us how we would overcome life’s problems if we couldn’t overcome the fear of holding a little bug. So over time, we looked forward to grabbing any cicada we came across.”

Namjoon hummed as he watched the cicada walk around your palm and pondered about what you said.

“Anyway, are you ready,” asked, closing you hand around your little friend.

“For what,” Namjoon asked, confused.

“Watch,” you said as you threw the cicada into the air and watched as it flew away.

“You know… I could learn something from you. Maybe I should start holding them, too,” he suggested, once you both started walking again.

You looked at him and nodded, “Yeah! Plus, it’s a pretty cool skill to have so you can freak out your friends.” 

He laughed, “Yeah. Then, I guess I’ll start trying.”

You smiled.

“Perfect! Then we can start now,” you said as you bent down to pick up another cicada and offered it to him.

It gave him pause before he shook his head, “Nevermind! I’ll try later.”

You threw the cicada into the grass and held his hand, “That’s okay. You can start whenever you like. There’s no rush.”

[bts-hyperfixation]

Summer Madness/kinktober Masterlist

A collection of BTS fanfictions that I am marathon writing over the summer while I'm off work. A total of 33 works spanning different members. This is a long list including the blurbs, so they are all under the cut. All of them include a reader insert

Brotherly Betrayal - JK

You've been dating your high school best friend for three years now, pretty much since you left high school. Lately, though he hasn't been able to make it home from college to see you as often as you both might've liked... His brother, Jungkook, has decided this is completely unacceptable and wants to show you how his little brother should really be treating you. (Spanking, praise, degradation[once], overstimulation, Cheating)

2. Long Day - NJ x HS

After a long day at work, Hoseok isn't really up for the anniversary plans they had made, so they make a few adjustments

3. Is Three a Crowd? - NJ x SJ

Namjoon arrives late to an after-party and finds that the girl he is crushing on has started flirting with another member in his absence.

4. Bring Innocence to Sin - YG

You decide it's finally time for Yoongi and you to start a family but he isn't so certain

5. Pregnant Frustrations - NJ

Namjoon comes home to find his pregnant wife with a bit of a conundrum

6. Finding Solace in Uniform - HS

Hoseok has been struggling with adjusting to military life. Foreign soldier Y/N takes pity on the poor guy and tries to help him out.

7. Repercussions - HS x NJ

Y/N is fed up of not being the center of attention because Namjoon and Hoseok are busy. But can she handle it when bratting gets her EXACTLY what she asked for?

8. Tour Suprise - YG

You surprise your best friend, Yoongi, while he has a few days break on tour. The only issue is you didn't think to check if there was space for you at the hotel... looks like you're sharing a bed.

9. Tempting Tutelage - TH

When you begin to fall behind in one of your university courses, you enlist the help of your childhood friend, Kim Taehyung, to help you pass the semester.

10. Faux Beaux Retreat - NJ

11. Serendipitous PenPals - JK

12. Cold Companions - TH x JM

13. Beta Be Good Enough - SJ

Omega kim Seokjin is about to hit his heat, but his partner is a beta, not an alpha. She expresses her concerns but he will hear none of it, he thinks she is more than enough and now she needs to prove it

14. Tidal Temptation - NJ

15. Friendly Favours - JK

16. Sensual Synthetics - JM

17. Envious Revelations - YG

18. Jealous Regrets - NJ

19. Helping Hybrids - NJ

20. Snack Time - HS

21. World's Best Rapper - NJ x YG

22. Living Legend - NJ x JK

23. Suspicious Flirtations - YG

24. Seductive Revenge - SJ

25. Are You Jealous Baby? - NJ x JK

26. Just a Reminder - JK

27. Small Miscommunication - NJ

28. I Knew it! - SJ

29. Revealing Rivalries - NJ

30. Reminiscent Romance -TH

31. Call Me Daddy, and I'll Call You Tomorrow - NJ

32. Power Trip - SJ

33. Magnetic Meetings - SJ

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Aesthetics/Collages

AOT Guys and Their Weddings

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Headcanons

Yandere!Alucard

Dating Alucard

𝕆𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕄𝕦𝕝𝕥𝕚-ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝔽𝕚𝕔𝕤

Enemies of Everywhere

Enemies of Everywhere

Enemies of Everywhere~ Key Visual/Collage

𝕄𝕦𝕝𝕥𝕚-ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝔹𝕋𝕊 𝔽𝕚𝕔𝕤

Bless Me

Coming Soon: Bless Me

Bless Me: Excerpt

Bless Me: Prologue

Bless Me Chapters

The Kim Clan: Bless Me

Bless Me: Taehyung

Bless Me Visual (Hobi and Tae Tae)

Bless Me Visual (Older Brothers)

Bless Me Visual (Younger Brothers)

You All Belong to Me

You All Belong to Me

YABTM~ Introducing Hyun-Ki

YABTM~ Introducing Eun-Ji

YABTM~ Introducing Bong-Cha

The Scars We Share

The Scars We Share~ Summary

The Scars We Share~ Snippet

The Scars We Share~ Aesthetics

Rundown

Rundown~ Summary

Rundown~ Diagnostic

Rundown~ Prologue

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Yandere Headcanons

Yandere Taehyung when you refuse him sex

Yandere Hoseok Breastfeeding Kink

What Type of Yandere: Kim Namjoon

What Type of Yandere: Kim Seokjin

Plus Size Body Type Preference; Most to Least

T or A: BTS Edition

Yandere!Jin As a Parent

Scenarios

Desire Has Philophobia

Soft!Yandere Reaction to Desire Being a Former Burlesque Dancer

Random Drabbles/Blurbs/Oneshots/Ideas

Bionic Bunny (Yandere!Bionic!Jungkook Idea)

Rounds (Yandere Hoseok oneshot)

For Everybody (Songfic; Yandere!Reader oneshot)

Happy (Re)Birthday (Yandere Jimin oneshot)

Teacher’s Pet (Songfic; Yandere!Jimin oneshot)

The Queen and Her Captors (Yandere!BTS x Original Character oneshot) (This may eventually become a series)

Tummy Time! (Father!Hoseok oneshot)

Aesthetics/Collages

Soft!Yandere Jimin Collage

Hard!Yandere Jimin Collage

Non-Yan Headcanons

BTS with a Black!S/O

BTS “Sex”-canons- Rap Line

BTS “Sex”-canons- Vocal Line (minus Jin)

BTS “Sex”-canons- Kim Seokjin

BTS as gods

BTS Nicknames

Fun Facts

Taehyung, Jimin and Hobi Fun Fact

𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐨'𝐬 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥

Heacanons

KnB Boy Archetypes

Aged Up!KnB Boys Sex-canons

𝗚𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻 𝗜𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗰𝘁

Headcanons

Good Boi 'Bedo Headcanons

Albedo Drabble

Zhongli Birthday Celebration

Genshin Guys as K-pop Songs

𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲

Sephy-kins

Kadaj Headcanons

Yazoo Headcanons

Loz Headcanons

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To The Last Sip- Halloween Special

𝖠𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇'𝗌 𝖢𝗋𝖾𝖾𝖽 3

Connor Kenway Mini-Masterlist

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Miguel O'Hara

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Tokyo Revengers Mini Masterlist

[dollydaisies]

wanna be able to navigate this BTS section? take a look at this!

⭑ - personal favorite ୨୧ - nsfw ♡ - fluff ᘒ - angst eventually, there will be sections for every member, but look up [name] fluff/smut/angst/headcanons/whatever if you are looking for something specific and don't wanna scroll!

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"do you just want, like, ALL OF THEM...?"

waiting for ot8 headcanons, blurbs, mtl, etc. to be added...

AH, it's KIM NAMJOON (김남준)! how is he intimidating, but not intimidating?

rage and regret. (req) ᘒ

it's KIM SEOKJIN (김석진)! he will never age, will he?

waiting for headcanons, blurbs, mtl, etc. to be added...

wow, MIN YOONGI (민윤기)... i would love to be his friend.

waiting for headcanons, blurbs, mtl, etc. to be added...

it's really true that JUNG HOSEOK (정호석) is the personification of the sun.

waiting for headcanons, blurbs, mtl, etc. to be added...

oh, PARK JIMIN (박지민)? he's so pretty for no reason.

waiting for headcanons, blurbs, mtl, etc. to be added...

do NOT put me in the same room as KIM TAEHYUNG (김태형) unless you want it to be stinky and SWEATY in there.

waiting for headcanons, blurbs, mtl, etc. to be added...

still processing the fact that JEON JUNGKOOK (전정국) made seven!

waiting for headcanons, blurbs, mtl, etc. to be added...

[monarcascension]

⟭DARK & WILD⟬

❞ The compiled archive of all written works for BTS separated for every member and will be updated as stories are released ¡! ❞

STORY LEGENDS

Fluff- ♡ | Smut- 𓆙 | Angst - ۵ | Mini Series - ♛ | Series - ⛧| Blurbs - ♯

*ALL NECESSARY CONTENT WILL CONTAIN TRIGGER WARNINGS AND SEPARATE TAGGINGS DEPENDING ON THE CRITERIA BEFORE EVERY STORY BEGINS . READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION

KIM NAMJOON | 1994

Propane | namjoon x fem!reader — COMING SOON

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KIM SEOKJIN | 1992

SuperNova | Seokjin x fem!reader — COMING SOON

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MIN YOONGI | 1993

The 18th | Yoongi! x fem!reader — COMING SOON

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JUNG HOSEOK | 1994

The Code | Best Friend’s Brother!Hoseok x fem!reader — COMING SOON

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PARK JIMIN | 1995

Back To Life | Angel!Jimin x fem!reader — COMING SOON

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KIM TAEHYUNG | 1995

Guns N’ Arrows | Mafia!Taehyung x fem!reader — COMING SOON

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JEON JUNGKOOK | 1997

Temperature | Jungkook x black!reader — COMING SOON 𓆙

[harrowreads]

❥ Taehyung Fic Recs

❣ Each blurb gives a glimpse of the contents of each fic, but be sure to read the warnings before proceeding! ❣

❥ 12 Lays of Christmas: Day 1 by minisugakoobies | oneshot, tumblr ↳ Your work rival has an unusual Secret Santa gift for you this year. ❣ Female Reader ❣ smut, pwp | coworker au, enemies to lovers ↻ read my review

❥ Fanservice by bangtanintotheroom | oneshot, tumblr ↳ Every Friday night at 10 PM was dedicated to your favorite camboy. When he hosts a contest and you end up the lucky winner, you’ll have to brace yourself for your unexpected debut. ❣ Female Reader ❣ smut | camboy au, strangers to lovers ↻ read my review

❥ Closeted Affair by madbutgloriouspond | oneshot, tumblr ↳ It always ends up like this; you and Taehyung pressed together hidden away from everyone else. ❣ Female Reader ❣ smut, pwp, mild angst | exes hooking up ❣ warnings: infidelity ↻ read my review

❥ Cruel by here2bbtstrash | drabble, tumblr ↳ You need someone you can be mean to. ❣ Female Reader ❣ smut, pwp | exes hooking up ❣ warnings: infidelity ↻ read my review

❥ Everything by yoongimingyu | oneshot, tumblr ↳ You moved to Korea to be with your long term boyfriend and love of your life, Kim Taehyung. When he misinterprets something you say, some damage control is required.  ❣ Female Reader ❣ smut, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff | established relationship ↻ read my review

❥ Kick Up the Fire and Let the Flames Break Loose by ffion451 | series, tumblr ↳ Years after you gave up on him, Kim Taehyung appears back in your life: Are you the same person you were back then? Do you still love him? And why is it, with the supposed love of your life back, that you can’t stop thinking about the taciturn rapper who you has just come into your life? ❣ Female Reader | Feat. Taehyung ❣ smut, angst | friends to enemies to strangers to ?, strangers to friends to ? ↻ read my reviews: ch. 0, ch. 1

❥ Of Ruin by daechwitatamic | series, tumblr ↳ Taehyung of House Rune, Prince of Infracticus has been cursed. You’re the human world’s leading curse-breaker. It should be simple. But unraveling the curse becomes the least of your problems in the face of a world on the brink of civil war… and the love you start to feel for the prince. ❣ Female Reader | Feat. Taehyung ❣ smut, angst, fluff | strangers to lovers, vampire au, magic au, slow burn ❣ warnings: blood & other vampire-related stuff ↻ read my reviews: ch. 1 (coming soon!)

❥ The Love Witch by gimmethatagustd | oneshot, tumblr ↳ Despite being a popular romance blogger, Yoongi isn’t interested in finding love. He only summons a demon boyfriend to prove to his followers that it’s possible. He’ll send Taehyung right back to Hell once he’s done with him, obviously. ❣ Yoongi x Taehyung ❣ smut, fluff, humor, hint of angst | modern fantasy au, fake dating, strangers to lovers ↻ read my review

❥ the wind speaks by gimmethatagustd | drabble, tumblr ↳ Something's living under the dock at the Kim family's beach house. ❣ Taehyung x jimin ❣ angst | supernatural au, "friends" to "lovers", yandere ❣ warnings: yandere themes & open ending with possible character death - see fic warnings ↻ read my review

Namjoon | Seokjin | Yoongi | Hoseok | Jimin | Taehyung | Jungkook

[sometimesiwritethings]

Meant to be Broken | Namjoon & Yoongi

🌑pairing | Kim Namjoon x transmasc!reader x Min Yoongi 🌘genre | smut 🌗word count | 4.8k 🌖includes | established relationship, polyamory, power dynamics, dirty talk, degradation, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, voyeurism, Yoongi is a brat, light bondage, use of safe words, healthy communication, sex toys, unprotected sex

🌕blurb | Namjoon sat you all down to negotiate boundaries and suggested two types of rules. The first were hard rules: firm boundaries that are not to be crossed under any circumstances. Then there were soft rules: flexible boundaries you and Yoongi are expected to follow in order to be good for Namjoon... but also ones you're expected to break when either of you wants to be punished.

“Good morning, sunshine,” you chirp as Yoongi wanders into the living room wearing yesterday’s clothes. You lean back from the bookshelf you're organizing to spare a glance at the clock. It's already three in the afternoon. “You must have been up all night. Joon and I didn’t even hear you come to bed.”

Yoongi collapses face-first onto the couch with a groan. “Had a deadline last night.” His gruff voice is muffled by the cushions. “Everything was done and running exactly how the client asked. Then they decided - at the last second - that they wanted something completely different.”

You offer a sympathetic noise as you continue to alphabetize the shelf. It felt like Yoongi was dealing with back-to-back deadlines every few days. Of course, you were happy his web design business finally found its footing, but you were starting to miss him.

When he quit his job to start his own business, Yoongi took over the spare room for his office space. The idea of having him home all day was exciting at first. It'd been easy to spend time together between projects, and you were even able to get him to eat an actual meal more than once a day. Then his business picked up and soon Yoongi became even worse about looking after his health now that he could go straight from the bed to his work computer without ever having to step foot outside of the apartment.

“Do you have any more projects due over the weekend?” You kneel down to reach the bottom shelf and wrinkle your nose. When was the last time anyone dusted down here?

Yoongi rolls onto his side with a huff. “Nah. Got another project lined up for later next week.” You didn’t even have to look over to know that he was staring at your ass, his eyes narrow as you arch your back to give him a better view. “But I won’t hear more about it ‘til Monday.”

“Oh, Joon will be happy to hear that!” You think back to the new exhibit at the art museum that had blown Namjoon away. He tried so hard to temper his expectations, but you knew he was hoping the three of you could visit the exhibit together before it was taken down.

Your phone buzzes to life with two back-to-back notifications. “I bet that’s Joon now. Probably on his way home from the gym already.” You pat your pockets before realizing you left it across the room by the couch. “Mind checking that for me?”

“Don’t wanna,” Yoongi protests even as he picks up the phone. He unlocks the screen to read the message in furrowed silence. When you glance over, he's busy typing up a response with his lips set in a firm line.

“Everything okay?”

“Hm?” There’s the sound effect of a message being sent, then Yoongi relocks the screen before meeting your eyes. “Oh, yeah. Namjoon texted to say he’s gonna be late coming home tonight. He’s grabbing drinks with his gym buddies.” He carefully places your phone face down on the coffee table before sitting up. “Said we shouldn’t wait on him to start dinner.”

You hum in acknowledgment. It's about time Namjoon started going out again. He'd become a recluse ever since classes started back up.

“I don’t feel like cooking tonight. How about we order in?” You finish straightening the shelves and stretch as you stand up. “I think I saw a two-for-one deal in my emails for that new pizza place,” you think aloud as you move toward your phone.

Yoongi grabs you by the wrist, his fingers digging into your flesh as he yanks your hand away from the phone. There's a hard glint in his eyes that quickly fades when you raise an eyebrow at his antics. “I, uh, already had pizza twice this week,” he mumbles, relaxing his grip. He pulls you into his lap before you can press the issue and nuzzles into the curve of your neck.

It's a strange shift in mood, but you decide to let it slide. You lean back against his chest with a contented sigh as Yoongi presses soft kisses against your skin. It's been too long since he held you this way. Of course, you haven’t been completely deprived of affection. Namjoon is always willing to pick up slack in the relationship, but it's never quite the same with only two of you. Even now you can’t help but wish Namjoon was here so the three of you can enjoy the cozy moment together.

Teeth graze your shoulder in a demand for attention. Yoongi sucks harshly at the base of your neck until you hiss in pain. Then he's soft with you again, holding you close against his chest and laving his tongue across the new mark he created.

“Stop that,” you admonish even though that's the last thing you want. You squirm around in Yoongi’s lap until you're face to face, straddling his thighs. In this new position, you can better feel his dick hardening beneath you. You fight the urge to grind your hips on the small bulge and instead lean in to press a chaste kiss to the corner of his mouth. “We need to focus on dinner.”

Yoongi growls when you tried to pull away, capturing your bottom lip between his teeth. “I already know what I want to eat.”

A shiver creeps along your spine. The thought of Yoongi’s face buried between your thighs is undeniably appealing. But you press a hand against his chest to push him away and gain some space so you can think straight.

“Joon has rules about this sort of thing,” you remind him as you will your heartbeat to slow down. “We should wait for him to get back.”

Namjoon never cared if you and Yoongi fooled around without him. In fact, he encouraged it. But Namjoon made it very clear neither of you are allowed to cum without his explicit permission. It's an easy enough rule to follow under normal circumstances, but it's been ages since you got to experience Yoongi’s sharp tongue and you have zero confidence in your ability to control yourself.

“I know.” Yoongi collapses against you with a groan, his face buried in your neck. He's quiet for a while, leaning in until he's nothing but dead weight. Just when you think he passed out on you, there’s a warm tongue swiping at the pulse behind your ear. “But I want you now. Besides, that rule was meant to be broken.”

You open your mouth to argue but end up closing it with a huff. Yoongi isn’t wrong. At the start of the relationship, Namjoon sat you all down to negotiate boundaries. He'd suggested two types of rules. The first were hard rules: firm boundaries that are not to be crossed under any circumstances. Breaking one of these could mean the end of the relationship.

Then there were the soft rules: flexible boundaries that you and Yoongi are expected to follow in order to be good for Namjoon. These are also the rules you are expected to break when either of you wants to be punished.

“When was the last time either of us disobeyed Namjoon?” Yoongi hums into your shoulder. His fingers trace down to your thighs, smirking as though he can feel your skin pebble beneath your clothes. “I’ve been too busy with work, and I can’t remember the last time I heard your pretty little screams.”

“It’s been a while,” you admit. It takes every ounce of your restraint not to roll your hips up when his hand dips between your thighs. “I’ve been a good boy.”

Yoongi presses the palm of his hand against your core. “You just pretend to be good.” His lips brush the shell of your ear, his gravelly voice rumbling through your entire being. “It must be nice to have Namjoon fawn over you all the time, treating you like a little prince. But I know that’s not what you really want.”

A low whine escapes your lips. You fist the front of his shirt as your resolve cracks and you roll your hips against the palm of his hand. The crack quickly spiderwebs, threatening to shatter your willpower altogether. “Please,” you whisper, though you're not entirely sure what you're asking for.

“You want Namjoon to punish you,” Yoongi pushes on without mercy. “You want to disobey him. To make him treat you like the filthy little painslut you really are.” His teeth capture your earlobe, nearly biting down hard enough to break the skin before he releases you. “I can make that happen, I can give you the punishment you're craving. And all you have to do is spread your legs and scream thank you, sir every time you cum on my tongue.”

The next few seconds are a blur in your memory. You can’t quite remember how you lost your clothes or how you ended up splayed out across the couch. Wet kisses and tender bites trail up your thighs, erasing your need to recall such trivial details. Your brain nearly short-circuits again as Yoongi’s lips dance around your dick, his breath grazing it, but never quite touching it.

It's insanely infuriating and intoxicating.

“Such a pretty hole. So hot and wet, all for me.” Yoongi dips his tongue inside your folds, dragging it up to your dick before he pulls back with a moan. “I forgot how fucking good you taste. I could eat you all goddamn night.” His lips close softly around your dick and he hums happily as your fingers thread through his hair.

The first time you cum is with both hands firmly guiding his mouth to where you needed him most. The second time, Yoongi has to forcefully hold your thighs open when they tried to clench around his head, your fingers clutching the couch for purchase as your hips rut up against his tongue. By the time your third orgasm shudders through your body, all you can do is lie there pliant and willing. You can hardly feel the stretch as three of Yoongi’s fingers curl inside you with breath-taking accuracy, tears streaming down your face as you sobbed out your thanks once more.

“Look at how much you're leaking,” Yoongi purrs as he sucks hard at the soft flesh of your inner thighs. “I want to drink it all.” He removes his fingers and sucks them clean before dipping his head back down. He rubs his face into your slick folds, his nose brushing against your swollen dick.

For a second, you swear that you see stars exploding across your vision. “No more.” Your voice comes out like a choked sob. “I can’t, not again.”

“Yes you can, little prince,” Yoongi croons. The hard flick of his tongue has you trying to scramble away, but your limbs stopped functioning long ago and his iron grip holds you firmly in place beneath him. “One last time. You can give me one more.”

It's an inhuman demand. The overstimulation of his white-hot mouth shifted from pleasurable to painful long ago, but Yoongi is skilled. He knows exactly where to lick, suck, thrust, and bite until you're on the edge once more. You can feel your orgasm building impossibly fast, all the tension draining from your body to pool in your throbbing core.

“Don’t you dare.”

The guttural threat snaps your eyes open to search the room. It's a voice you're intimately familiar with, one that didn’t belong to Yoongi. You twist your head back, blinking away the tears clinging to your lashes to make out the stoic figure seated back in the armchair. Even though you can’t clearly see his face, your heart drops down into your stomach. Namjoon is home early.

You try to sit up, but Yoongi has other plans in mind. He chooses that moment to latch onto your abused dick, sucking forcefully. He swipes his tongue around it, flicking roughly before teasing it between his teeth. There's no way you can guard yourself against such an attack.

“Th-thank you, sir!” Your body shudders, nearly causing you to choke on your words. Your walls clench around nothing as Yoongi’s mouth works you through your fourth and final orgasm.

You keep your eyes firmly shut as you gasp for air. The last thing you want is to accidentally meet Namjoon’s eye as he watches you recover from what might be the most intense orgasm of your life. Yoongi finally releases you from his grasp and crawls up to rest his slick cheek in the center of your chest.

“Why?” The question comes out a little more than a whisper. You run your tongue over your dry lips and try again. “Why didn’t you stop?”

You feel Yoongi’s lips curl into a saccharine smile against your skin. “No one ever told me to stop.”

Ugh. Yoongi must have shifted from dominant to brat now that Namjoon is home. You swat at his shoulder and Yoongi retaliates by grinding his chin into your ribcage. Even as you curse at him to stop, you can’t help but laugh. It helps to relieve some of the tension, but you can still feel the dark heat of Namjoon’s gaze.

“When did you get home?” you ask once you can no longer stand the silence.

“Let’s see.” The armchair creaks in protest as Namjoon shifts in his seat, and you can easily picture the way he checks the time on his phone with disdain. “I think I came back around, oh, three thank you, sir’s ago.”

Your face feels like it's on fire. Three times out of four times, Namjoon sat and watched you fall apart beneath Yoongi. Why did he wait so long to announce himself? Why didn't Yoongi warn you sooner? Surely he must have noticed Namjoon long before you did. It felt very much like a surprise test that only you were unprepared for.

“I have to admit,” Namjoon says as he clears his throat. “When you mentioned a surprise for me, I didn't expect to find you violating my rules so blatantly.”

“Surprise?” You finally open your eyes, peering back at Namjoon with a furrowed brow. “I never . . .” You didn't send him any message about a surprise. In fact, you can’t remember messaging Namjoon at all since he left for the gym. The only person to use your phone was . . .

You shift your gaze to Yoongi, feeling your stomach twist at his gleeful expression. He reaches for your phone and unlocks the screen with agonizing slowness. When he finally holds out the phone for you to read the texts, his legs are kicking up behind him like a child.

Juniper | heading home now. hope you're ready for me Juniper | i've got a reward in mind for my good little prince

Me | hurry back, daddy! i've got a surprise for you too 💜

It takes five times for you to reread the short exchange before the words sink in. The dread in the pit of your stomach shifts into the bitter aftertaste of betrayal. “You set me up.”

Yoongi’s swollen lips twist into a prideful smirk. “Hardly,” he scoffs. The lower half of his face still glistens with a blend of his spit and your arousal. “I told you I was going to get you punished. I just wanted Joonie to see what his good little prince gets up to when he’s not around. See if you still deserve a reward.”

“Enough,” Namjoon commands. There’s another stretch of silence, one that makes you squirm while Yoongi is content to settle back down. You recognize the hard look on Namjoon’s features and instinctively know that his mind was working furiously to concoct a proper punishment. A smile plays with his lips but does nothing to soften his eyes. Your throat goes dry.

“I was looking forward to your reward today, little prince. Everything's prepped, and I’d hate to see it go to waste.” Namjoon stands up and moves closer to the couch. He runs his fingers through Yoongi’s hair, but he never once takes his eyes off you. “So Yoongi will get to enjoy the reward in your place.”

“That’s not fair!” Whining isn't going earn you any mercy, you know that. But you can’t help it when Yoongi sticks his tongue out in petty victory. “He set me up!”

“But I didn’t break any rules while doing it.” Yoongi is practically glowing with pride. Brat.

Namjoon sighs. “Behave before I decide to punish both of you.” He studies Yoongi’s mussed hair and wrinkled clothing. “Go take a shower while I set up the punishment. Meet us in the bedroom when you’re done.”

Yoongi’s eyes flicker between you and Namjoon, and for a moment it looks like he's going to be difficult. Eventually he decides against it and sits up with a sigh. “Yes, daddy.” His thin lips press together until Namjoon stoops down to steal the pout away with a kiss. A gritty purr escapes Yoongi at the gentle touch as he slides off your exhausted form and disappears down the hall.

Namjoon carefully watches Yoongi’s retreat, unaware of how you stare up at him with mirrored interest. You can’t help but shudder as Namjoon absently licks his lips, surely chasing the taste of you he gleaned from the kiss. “Why did you have to pick tonight of all nights to be perversely disobedient?”

His sculpted arms surround you before you have a chance to answer, cradling you to his chest as Namjoon scoops you up off the couch. Your body feels sluggish and you're unable to do anything more than bury your face into Namjoon’s neck. He smells like soap, the tips of his hair still damp after his shower at the gym.

Namjoon carries you to the bedroom and uses his foot to pull the wooden chair out from the desk before setting you down. He kneels in front of you, nudging your knees apart so your ankles line up with the leather cuffs fastened to the chair’s front legs.

It's unnerving how he straps you down in silence. His touch is gentle even though his face is completely unreadable. Normally there's at least a glint in his eyes to reassure you that Namjoon isn’t really upset, that he's just as eager for the punishment as you are. Tonight there is only a stony silence as he slips a finger into each cuff to test the tightness.

“Joonie?” Your breath hitches in your chest as he glares up at you. Tears sting the edge of your eyes and blur your vision. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry I ruined everything by being naughty.”

A hint of confusion creases Namjoon’s face, cracking his mask of indifference before it shatters completely. “Oh little prince, no. Are those tears?” You’re swept in his arms again, his warm hands rubbing circles against the small of your back, his forehead pressed against yours. “Fuck, don’t cry. Use your colors, tell me where you’re at.”

“Orange.” It feels silly to have reached this level before the punishment even began. But Namjoon doesn’t seem annoyed, softly humming as he litters your face with kisses.

“I’m sorry baby. I swear I’m not mad,” Namjoon reassures you between kisses. "You didn't ruin anything, alright? I love you. I love our pain-in-the-ass boyfriend. No one’s in trouble, yeah? Today can still be good.”

It takes a few minutes before you can settle down, the tightness in your chest slowly unwinding. Namjoon sits back on his heels to reach for the tissues on the bedside table. “I didn’t mean to scare you,” he chuckles as he dries your eyes. “I promise not to be so serious now, yeah? Think you’ll be alright if I go a bit lighter this time?”

You nod, eager for the reassurance and direction that comes from one of Namjoon’s punishments. Namjoon is in no rush. He takes the time to grab a packet of wet wipes from the desk drawer and cleans the mess between your thighs, making sure to wipe up the trail Yoongi dragged up to your chest as well.

He tosses the used wipes in the trash before pulling a notebook and pen out of another drawer. Your stomach turns sour. “I will not cum without Daddy’s permission,” Namjoon recites out loud as he writes across the top of the page.

“I have to write lines?” You don’t mean for the words to sound as whiny as they do. Out of every deviant punishment you could have earned, why did it have to be something so boring?

“One hundred lines,” Namjoon confirms. He sets the notebook and pen down, then turns your chair and pushes you in closer to the desk. One finger tapped the desktop and you obediently place both hands up on the polished wood as he grabs the leather cuffs chained to an O-ring at the back of the desk. “I expect you to have them all written by the time I’m finished with Yoongi.”

Your nose wrinkles at the ridiculous demand. You still have no idea what Namjoon has in mind for the reward, but you know Yoongi won’t last long after drinking his fill of you. “What if I don’t get it done in time?” you asked, even though you knew the answer.

“Then you’ll be back at this desk first thing in the morning to write me two hundred lines.” Namjoon fastens the padded leather cuffs around your wrists, providing yet another reason you'll never finish writing the lines in time. The chain is short so you can’t bring your hands below the desktop. “So you better start writing.”

“You’re making him write lines?” You shiver and wonder how long Yoongi has been eavesdropping. “Hope our little painslut isn’t too disappointed with his punishment. I wonder if my tongue was worth losing his reward, hm?”

“Knock it off,” Namjoon snaps before you can answer. He gives your shoulder a gentle squeeze before he moves behind you and out of your line of sight. “Do you really want to keep mouthing off and lose out on the reward as well?”

You have no idea what’s happening between the two of them, but you hear Yoongi’s whimper across the room. They’re probably lingering in the doorway directly behind you. The short chain attached to your cuffs makes it impossible for you to fully turn around, so you resign yourself to awkwardly picking up the pen.

I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission.

There’s the sound of a scuffle and the muted thump of someone - probably Namjoon judging by how heavy it sounded - being thrown back against the king-sized mattress. You do your best to focus on the words in front of you, trying not to recreate the scene in your mind. There’s a solid thud, probably Yoongi dropping recklessly to his knees, and the shuffling of Namjoon’s sweatpants.

“What do we have here?” Yoongi sounds genuinely surprised. “Is that one of my plugs? Oh, fuck.” Your back tenses up as Yoongi clicks his tongue, both of you realizing what your reward was going to be. “Guess the strap-on is going to stay in mint condition a while longer.”

Of all the nights to give into Yoongi’s bad influence. You bite the inside of your cheek to keep from whining at the unfairness of it all. It's been months since you got Namjoon's okay to purchase a second strap-on just for him, but it's sat in the back of the closet ever since.

“Just how long have you had this in?”

“Fuck, stop playing with it.”

“Were you wearing this at the gym? Was it hard to act normal? Did you moan like a slut every time you moved?”

“Yoongi, I swear to- fuck!”

It's a bittersweet loss. But it gives you hope that Namjoon is finally ready, hope that maybe he'll still be open to the idea of bottoming for you once your punishment is over. From the sound of it, Yoongi is having the time of his life fucking Namjoon with the plug. It pains you to tune out the wet, rhythmic thrusts and focus on your lines.

I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission.

There’s more shuffling behind you as your boyfriends move further up on the bed. You could probably see them if you twisted around to look over your shoulder, but the thought of reclaiming your reward keeps you focused.

I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission.

The crinkling of a wrapper and Yoongi’s whining easily steals your attention. “Don’t wanna use one, Joonie. Wanna feel you, let me fill you up, yeah? Promise I’ll help with the cleanup.”

“You can’t even pretend to be truthful, can you?” Namjoon sighs, but you can hear the smile in his voice. There’s a moment of silence and you focus intently, biting your lip as you listen to the drawn-out, wet slide of the plug being pulled out that has Namjoon choking on his own moans.

You hold your breath, waiting for the frantic slap of skin but it never comes. There’s only the slow, wet drag of Yoongi’s strangely careful thrusts. Usually, he'd be greedily chasing his own release by now, but Yoongi manages to keep his composure.

“Stop dragging it out,” Namjoon growls. It's obvious he's just as surprised by Yoongi’s sudden self-control as you are. “I’m never gonna get off at this pace.”

“Mm, that’s the point.”

There’s a warmth that pools in your core despite the fact you're still too overstimulated to even think about indulging yourself. You take a deep breath, shuddering as you clench around nothing and force your hand back to the page.

I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission. I will not cum without Daddy’s permission.

“That. Is. It.”

Namjoon’s snarl causes your fingers to twitch, very nearly ruining the page with a line of ink. Behind you are more shuffling sounds and Yoongi whimpers before a hard thump cuts him off. Then Yoongi is moaning as if the whole world is crashing down around him.

The temptation is too much. You twist around as far as your chained wrists will allow, groaning in envy at the sight behind you.

Yoongi is laid out on his back, his eyes screwed shut as he grows more vocal with every passing moment. His wrists are pinned down against the pale expanse of his chest by one of Namjoon’s hands. Yoongi’s slim waist disappears past your line of vision, but you know Namjoon is riding his cock with abandon.

“Don’t make me wait,” Namjoon pants between heavy breaths. His other hand is also just out of sight, and it's easy to imagine it wrapped around Namjoon's thick cock, stroking himself as he bounces up and down on Yoongi. “You wanted, fuck... wanted to fill me up. Yeah? Be a good boy. My good boy.”

It doesn’t take long before Yoongi’s nose scrunches up and he sucks in a sharp breath between his teeth. You can hear the sound of his legs thrashing against the sheets as Namjoon continues riding him through every wave of ecstasy. Before he can even catch his breath, Yoongi's chest and stomach are coated with Namjoon’s release as they both sputter out curses and praise.

Your heart swells as Namjoon collapses his full weight onto Yoongi, ignoring the mess in favor of assaulting him with needy kisses. He cradles Yoongi’s head carefully, murmuring about how good Yoongi had been, how much Namjoon missed him, all while peppering him with even more kisses until Yoongi’s face smooths out and he hums in contentment. Yoongi isn’t asleep yet, but you know that won’t last.

Namjoon turns to face you, and all the warmth cradled in your chest flares into a scorching heat as you remember your forgotten punishment, only a quarter of the way completed.

“You had time to watch us? I hope that means you finished all your lines, little prince.”

A/N: Originally, this fic featured a fem!reader but I switched it to transmasc because I really have a tough time writing fem!readers and don't want to encourage any requests for me to write it.

Fuck I'm pathetically weak for Namjoon and poly dynamics.

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[fakescenarios-tohelpyousleep]

marry me| kim namjoon

summary| at the fear of namjoon’s enlistment you hastily pop the question (foreigner!reader) 

“I think we should get married.” 

Namjoon almost choked on his drink, that was not the response he was expecting when he asked you what was on your mind. 

It didn’t take a mind reader to tell something heavy was weighing on your mind, and it only took Namjoon not even a glance in your direction to tell your brain was running on overdrive. Even in the dim lighting of the restaurant, Namjoon could see the distraught look on your face. 

“Come again?” 

He wanted to double check that he heard you correctly. 

“I think we should get married.” 

You stated again with a cold stare across the table. Fiddling with the napkin on the table in front of you. 

“Why?” Namjoon automatically tries to take it back when he sees your face drop. He starts to panic. “That’s not what I meant, I mean, why right now?” You shrug your shoulders at him. 

“Nevermind, forget I said anything.” “No, Y/N-” “Namjoon I said forget it!” 

The car ride home was painfully silent. One thing Namjoon loved most about you was how naturally intelligent conversation flowed between you two, this seemed wrong. Namjoon had a pit in his stomach. You know that feeling when you know you’re whole life is about to change, yeah, it was that feeling. For possibly the first time in your relationship, he didn’t know what do say next. He practically made it sound like he didn’t want to marry you, which wasn’t true at all. Namjoon dreams of the day he gets down on one knee and asks you to be his wife. He wants you, and only you. He wants to marry you and announce it to the world. But why tonight? What was going on in that pretty little brain of yours that made you ask him to marry you tonight? 

The driver barely had the car in park when you pushed the door open and practically flew into the lobby doors of the apartment where you and Namjoon live. If he had blinked he would’ve missed you entirely.  By the time he’s made it up to the apartment, you were already in the kitchen. Your back was to Namjoon, as you leaning against the counter, taking off your heels and leaving them discarded on the floor. “Y/N, please talk to me. What is going on?” “Namjoon, drop it!” It looked ridiculous when Namjoon jumped back at the loud noise that was Y/N yelling. Namjoon was physically much stronger and he towered over you, but still, your loud booming voice made him jump. It was then when you finally faced him for the first time since the restaurant, only now did he notice the tears streaming down your face. Tinting your pale skin red. It was in this moment his heart completely dropped from his chest. He really messed up. 

“Y/N, baby, you need to talk to me. Please.” You sobbed at his plead, you’ve lost it and now it’s affecting him. You look at him, everything is silent for a moment as you debate on how to word the million thoughts running through your head. “You’re leaving Namjoon.” And suddenly everything clicked in that moment. His military enlistment. 

the dreaded 2 year required military service

It was a topic that weighed heavily on your mind since the moment you met Namjoon. It scared the living daylights out of you. 

“You’re leaving and it scares the crap out of me.” Your reaction was scaring him. Seeing you break wasn’t a normal thing. You were always so strong and cold stone on the surface. You didn’t let people in easily. If this was making you break like it, then it was serious. “Y/N, I’m not leaving yet-” “But you will be, and now the whole world knows.” The trigger. The recent statement HYBE had made was the trigger to this break down. The statement made everything real. 

This wasn’t the first break down you’ve had revolving the military enlistment. You’ve had multiple, but the first and only other time Namjoon has been witness to it had been when photo came out of Shinee’s Minho in the military. You remember seeing the photos of him in uniform with a gun and it sent you spiraling. That was going to be Namjoon at some point. What if a war broke out? What if Namjoon left and never came back? Back then, it was just a ‘what if’ but now, it’s real. He’s enlisting and you can’t do anything. 

Namjoon didn’t know what to do in that moment. He watched as you stood before him, crying and shaking with your arms wrapped around yourself as some sort of protection. Protection from the realities of the world around you. You couldn’t stand seeing Namjoon’s face breaking, you quickly turn your back to him, facing the white kitchen wall. “When I met you this damn enlistment was up in the air, no one knew if you guys were actually going to do it and now suddenly it feels like there was no other reality then you leaving.” The only noise in the room came from your breathing and Namjoon’s footsteps as he approached you from behind. His arms slid themselves around you waist, hugging you from behind. The second his arms had you, your legs seemingly stopped working as you collapsed. Namjoon held tighter, holding you against his chest, letting you cry as he rested his chin on your shoulder. 

“Y/N, I love you so much.” This sentence shouldn’t have made you cry even harder than before but it did. You knew he loved you, and that made this pill even harder to swallow. “And I would never leave you, 2 years is nothing compared to what we’ve been through. Keeping this, us, private, is so much harder than this enlistment is going to be. I promise.” You shake your head at him, covering your face with your hands. “I’m so selfish.” “You’re not selfish, you’re scared.” “No Namjoon! I’m selfish-” You remove yourself from his grasp to face him again. “Here you are wanting to go and serve your country and I’m here trying to force you to marry me solely so you don’t have to. I’m horrible.” “I’m the selfish one Y/N, you’ve had to give up everything just to be with me.” The break in his voices takes the air out of your lungs. Both of your emotions are running high at this moment and you had the feeling that everything is about to come up right here right now. 

“You left your friends and family behind, moved to a whole other country, learned a new language, gave up the chance of living a normal life, just to be with me. You deserve so much better.” “Kim Namjoon, don’t you dare go there.” “It’s true Y/N, you’ve done everything for me and the one thing you want I can’t give you, do you know how that makes me feel?” 

Let’s take another shot at this. 

“Then let’s get married. We can move to America and you can work on your solo project while BTS is on hiatus, we can live a somewhat normal life.” “I don’t want to marry you!” A pin drop could be heard in that moment. At the look on your face, Namjoon signs, moving to come close to you once again but you back up. “Don’t fucking come near me.” “Y/N, listen to me-” Namjoon listens and stays put. “I want to marry you, okay? I want to marry you so badly, but I do not want this stupid enlistment to be the reason for it.” Stupid Enlistment. “Are you scared?” All this time, you were so concerned with yourself that you forgot to think about him... he was going into the military, he has to be terrified. “I’ve known about this since the second I knew what the military was, I’ve gotten over it.” 

“Let’s make a deal-” Namjoon moves closer, he lifts you to be seated on top of the counter behind you. He leans on his hands on either side of you. “Until the second that I leave, we’re spending every second together. This time is for us only. And after enlistment then I will propose and we will get married and we can go live anywhere you want, please just put up with 2 more years of my shit.” You laugh at him. “That all sounds good but I really don’t want to live in America, that was a last ditch effort.” You joke and he laughs, in the moment, you remember why you uprooted your life in the first place. For him and his fucking beautiful laugh. 

[7ndipity]

"I just want to see you smile."