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thehistoriangirl · 1 year ago

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The Tides Have Veiled [Seven]

This is a loong one so buckle up!

Viktor x Fem!Reader--Gothic AU/Spooky Sea--4.7K---SFW

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Synopsis: Piltover the Old has an old lighthouse that looms over an abandoned port. From the house in the wailing cliff’s edge, the lighthouse owner watches that the beacon is being lighten up each time darkness arrives, so that monsters wouldn't dare to crawl inland, or so legends say. Both buildings are haunted, maybe even the man himself, by both past and present ghosts. Surprisingly, the keeper’s work is beyond turning on the beacon every night— but the rest is on you to discover.

Summary: You arrive at the city, knowing that once you return by the sea, things will have changed. For the better of for worse? That's on you to decide.

Taglist: @lunar-monster @bittercyder @local-mr-frog

Chapter Seven: The Sea's Call [Pt. 1]

The air far from the coast was colder and thinner, and yet the whole ride toward the city felt just as asphyxiating and dense inside the tiny carriage that bumped away at every second on the unpaved road.

Viktor pretended to read the whole time, even when you doubted he could make sense of the words with how much the carriage seemed to jump around. But the façade was welcomed because you didn’t wish he could see the way you fidgeted with the hem of the sweater that was too long for you to wear.

Knitted in wavy patterns, teal blue as if you’d wished to take a part of Piltover the Old with you now that the roar of the sea was too far away to be heard, replaced by white noise, the still breath of Viktor echoing in the quiet ambiance.

You had forgotten to scrub your hands well enough, some stains of oil staining the reverse of your palms. Viktor helped you maintain the electrical system of the lighthouse, Surveying the beacon will keep the light up day and night for consecutive three days.

Part of you prickled with curiosity, wanting to know why it was so important to turn on the lighthouse beacon, but besides the very peculiar circumstances of your messy relationship with Viktor, you found yourself shying away when the question wished to pour out your lips.

Ever since the footprints went toward Viktor's bedroom, a thought haunted the back of your mind when the world became quiet, when all you had to do was to watch toward the sea, toward all the ghosts and creatures that seemed to become more solid the more you thought about them.

You didn’t wish to know—and part of you claimed it was a terrible idea to get tied to this man, to the owner of the claimed haunted house by the cliff.

But was it, truly? Could it be… a you problem? Instead of all the legends coming true, it could be your mind invocating them to life to distract you from your unstable situation, suspended midway from jumping off into the endless void.

You decided to nap, at least try to, the bumpy road not helping to lull you. Though inside the dreamlands your inner warning still reached you; in the form of a misty evening with the water rising at the coast, with nowhere to go.

There, you were one of the specimens in Viktor’s studio in the basement, trapped in a tidepool first, and then forever in formaldehyde. You hoped this marriage wouldn’t corner you to such destiny.

You closed that door, opening the next, this one deeper into your subconscious. Everything floated and swayed in a calm current, lulled by the chants of the waves crashing over a golden shore filled with broken shells; there you could lay on the cool sand and stargaze when the moon turned the water liquid silver.

“Miss?” A voice said, and you were about to open your mouth to invite them to watch the night sky, when a hand touched your shoulder, gently shaking it. “Miss, we’ve arrived.”

Your eyes opened, golden eyes gazing down at you. Viktor’s lips curved in an apologetic smile. You had barely slept ever since your haunting experience inside his house.

You nodded, finding that your hands were trying to comb your hair, so used to the humid air of the sea that down it felt dry and without volume. Viktor exited the carriage once he was sure you were awake, hands reaching inside his pocket to retrieve the key to enter the building in front of you. His figure disappeared into the luminous foyer as the driver helped carry the luggage up the stairs, barely two identical suitcases as Viktor had to lend you one.

Minutes later, Viktor got outside. You caught a glimpse of his hands folding a ticket inside the breast pocket of his jacket. He stood at the door of the carriage, extending his hand toward you.

You took his hand, jumping out of the vehicle. Your steps were wobbly, like a newborn fawn. Cobblestone welcomed your feet, steady and solid contrary to the sand that tried to suck you underneath over the beach dunes. You heard chatter echoing in the busy streets, another lulling rhythm replacing the waves, both just as never-ending.

Looking around, you took in the tall buildings with wide windows open to take the afternoon breeze, curtains dancing ghostly melodies against the wind. The city smelled like oil and smoke, like newly baked bread and strong coffee. It felt alive.

Some puddles of rain reflected on your face as you gazed down at the flicking reflections of you mixed with the landscape. Almost meant to be.

“Come inside,” Viktor told you, taking some money from his pocket at seeing the driver coming down the flight of stairs, tilting his hat to Viktor to inform him the luggage was placed at the entrance of the apartment. “It’s getting colder out here.”

You were torn between letting go of his hand to walk down the street, the coffee shop on the other side cozy, and warmth from all the people talking and laughing inside.

Viktor seemed to follow your gaze because he smiled. "We can go there once we eat a strong meal first. Their fruitcake is delicious. But it won’t make you any good to eat dessert first, would it?”

“Why is that?” you inquired, following him inside the house. Three floors were divided into an apartment each without counting with the restaurant on the ground floor, the main landing flooded with a drooling smell of stews and grilled meat. “Talking from experience?”

Viktor chuckled. “Most certainly.” He looked up at the stairs in front of both of you and sighed, one of his hands grabbing the metal rail and he propelled his weight up.

“You can lean on me if you want,” you said, just by instinct.

“It’s easier with the rail,” Viktor reassured you, looking back at you with the smallest of smiles. “But thank you for the offer, Miss.”

His apartment was nothing like the gloomy house near the sea. This one brimmed with life; pale yellow walls showed countless chalkboards and boards filled with papers and drawings, polished wood floorboards there where fluffy carpets didn’t cover it. A large couch tucked between a bookshelf and a coffee table had a couple of blankets thrown in the backrest, cushions pilled up to where you supposed, he laid back in the afternoons to keep working.

Viktor cleared his throat at your wandering eyes. “My apologies for the… eh, the clutter. I'm not used to having visitors."

Hardly could you be called that, after everything. Though you kept the thought to yourself.

Besides, you had helped him tidy up the house, so you thought he didn’t have a particular reason to feel embarrassed. “Don’t worry. You can’t do many chores when you’re this busy. I imagine.”

He nodded, his bare feet muffled by the wood as he left his shoes in a rack by the door, walking toward what seemed to be the kitchen. You slid the luggage inside, taking your boots off before closing it.

Viktor returned with a glass of water for you. “The food will be here shortly,” he said, gesturing for you to follow him across the hallway. "Sadly, I don't have a guest room here either. I will be sleeping on the couch; you can take the master bedroom.”

You looked at him, almost horrified. Shame and fear washing at you—you remembered quite well what occurred when you took his bedroom before.

“I sleep there most nights, you don’t have to worry about it.” As if you needed confirmation from the nest of blankets and pillows on the couch, he opened a door, turning up a lamp to reveal the bedroom. Contrary to the piles of books and papers, and the closet ajar with some clothes thrown inside carelessly, the bed was practically untouched besides some wrinkles in the side next to the closet.

“You can change if you want,” Viktor continued. “I will be in the living room if you need something. The bathroom is at the end of the hallway.”

He closed the door once you and your luggage were inside. Carefully, you sat at the edge, feeling the cozy carpet underneath the bed brushing your toes, as soft as sand, the fluffiness of the duvet, and how your body sunk into the mattress. Looking around, you saw the pairs of shoes Viktor had tossed in the bottom level of a vanity with no stool. You left your things there; hairbrush and tiny bottles of shampoo and soap, toothpaste, and toothbrush. You had brought the shell, too.

The next thing you did was rummage in your luggage to take your clothes off it and use the cloth hook behind the door to hang your dress.

Your wedding dress, you thought as you bit your lips.

It wasn’t white, but rather a yellowish ivory with details in gold that time, and abandonment had only got more yellow. It had been your mother’s, watched over by your grandmother until you were old enough to wear it without dragging the skirts. Of course, it wasn't supposed to be the one you wore to whatever wedding your family was planning for you, but rather just another one of the puzzle pieces of memories of the life you couldn’t have.

Shaking your head, you changed into the first clothes you saw; an old green dress that you tied with a belt as the hem had become too loose over the uncountable washes, that’s why the sleeves would sometimes slip away from your shoulders if you moved too much. But the fabric was thick enough from the slightly cold air of the city, and you weren’t meant to explore the suburbs until tomorrow, after the wedding.

Looking at your reflection in the vanity, you nodded at yourself—more for gathering courage rather than in an approbatory way. Then you tiptoed outside the room, hearing Viktor mumbling to himself as he hurriedly tried to clean the living room.

He looked at you with surprise, almost as if he had forgotten you were supposed to be there, before gesturing to the kitchen. "The food arrived. Feel free to serve yourself, I will be there in a second.”

You walked toward him, looking at the myriad of books lying around, from physics to folklore tales and history, to biology and engineering. Part of you felt relieved at seeing that Viktor was so knowledgeable. If there was someone to help you study to enter the University, that was him.

“I can help you clean,” you offered, taking the folklore book, some papers falling at your feet. “Uh. I’m sorry.” You crouched, piling the pages and putting them inside the book. It seemed old, with yellow pages and the spine almost unattached. Scribbled on the front page was a name.

“Don’t worry,” Viktor said, fingers taking the book away from you before you could read the dedicatory. “You can eat first, I’m not very hungry yet. The journey made me feel motion sickness.”

You blinked, embarrassed that he may be driving you away due to your nosiness. “Oh, alright then.” Then he also couldn’t read while in the carriage. That would mean he was trying to ignore you or to pretend doing something else to avoid making you feel nervous. But little mattered, you thought as you walked inside the kitchen, a bowl with beef stew and bittersweet chicken accompanied with white rice laid in porcelain plates flanked by a jar filled with orange juice.

You sat, alone in the still space of the kitchen, with only momentaneous echoes of Viktor’s steps as he moved around on the other side of the wall.

He appeared around an hour later when he heard you turning on the water to clean the dishes. Viktor settled next to you, taking a towel to clean them as he put them away on the cupboard.

"I went downstairs to buy some bread," he announced to you, signaling to the paper bag lying on the table. "I hope you like chocolate."

*~*~*~*

You sat on the missing stool of the vanity, Viktor settling in a chair next to you.

The balcony was a small cube, some lines of rope filled with empty clothespins. It couldn't overlook the city that well, with Viktor's department being only on the second floor rather than the last, but you liked the view anyway.

Catching glimpses of golden windows open despite the sudden drizzle tapping the roof, you saw blinks of life; a table filled with food with a family surrounding it, a woman painting on her living room, and even a cat lazily lying in the backrest of a couch.

You hoped that this scene, with Viktor next to you and a tiny glass table filled with desserts and coffee could look just as inviting. Just as real.

“Do you like it?” Viktor asked, and you knew he didn’t mean the sweet, braided swirl chocolate bread he had bought you.

“I’ve never seen so many things before,” you said, blowing into your cup of coffee. “It feels… alive.”

Viktor chuckled. “Sometimes too alive.” He shrugged. “But I understand. Piltover the Old is… well, old. Both the architecture and the people made you believe as if you'd been trapped in time there that when you get out, it feels as if things move too fast.”

You looked at him. “You don’t like the city,” you pointed out instead of asking.

His golden eyes didn’t meet yours anymore. “It has its charms.”

“Do you miss back home? The sea?” Part of you felt as if it would be hard to sleep without the constant roar of the ocean surrounding you.

Viktor reclined on his seat, barely taking crumbs out of his slice of fruitcake. “If I can be honest with you, I don’t think I’ve ever considered myself at home,” he said softly. “Not here, not there.”

You interlaced your fingers in your lap. “I feel the same way,” you confessed, not wanting him to feel embarrassed. “Of course, this is the first time that I leave Piltover the Old, but…" You shrugged. "I don't know. I suppose one day I will be able to be somewhere and just feel the pull. The realization that I’m finally home.”

Viktor smiled, his eyes sweeping over the city landscape. “I feel the same way, Miss.” Taking his cup of coffee, he extended it toward yours. “I hope we can both find such a call, someday."

The porcelain clinked together when you cheered, the noise like bells staying much longer than it was supposed to.

*~*~*~*

Unknown to you, that night was the best rest you’d have in so long. Encountering you dumbfounded once Viktor knocked on your door the next morning, his thick morning accent poured into your sleepy brain telling you that it was almost 8 AM.

“I’m awake,” you told him, voice groggy.

“Can I come in?” Viktor said, and any remnants of sleep evaporated from your mind. “I didn’t take my suit out yesterday.”

Oh. Of course. Looking at your dress, you nodded. But he couldn’t see your nod with the door closed. “Yes, of course.” The blankets were soft and smelled like soap when you covered yourself with them, peeking at his figure wearing mismatched pajama pants and a long-sleeved shirt when he entered.

He looked once at you, nodding thankfully as he made his way toward the closet, eyes glued on everything but you. Between the friction of hooks and clothes, he produced a brown suit jacket with some pants folded underneath, the color so dark for a moment you thought it was black.

From another hanger, he grabbed a cream vest and a white dress shirt. Viktor turned, closing the closet doors before backtracking. “Eh, yes, yes. The tie,” he mumbled, looking at you from the corner of his eye, cheeks slightly red from having witnessed of his self-chatting.

Tossing a red tie atop the clothes hugged against his chest, he turned back to the exit. “I will be going now—” Viktor started, looking at the dress that had been hiding behind the door. “That is such a pretty dress, Miss,” he commented, looking up and down at it before turning the knob open.

“Thank you. It was my mother’s.”

He looked at you, his stance frozen on the threshold. “Have you ever imagined her in your wedding?” Viktor asked tentatively.

“I’ve never imagined I’d get married by my volition, so no. Not really.” What was the point anyway? “Death can’t return her to me anyway.” But part of you hoped that somehow, somewhere, she could be a little bit proud of seeing you here, in the city she inhabited before the sea called her back.

You didn’t even know if you wanted to have her with you. Would she have lied to you like your family did to protect you?

“If she was a student in the University, then there has to be some registers about her in the archive,” Viktor told you. “We can go there later. What do you say?”

Your aunt's words drilled into your skull, making your heart squeeze painfully. An unknown father, a mother given to the sea. A childhood filled with lies.

“No, it’s alright.” You forced a smile. “Maybe on another occasion.”

His golden eyes froze in your face, eyebrows furrowed just slightly, just for a moment. “Very well. I will let you change, then. We’re meant to leave to the notary in an hour.”

The mental clock ticking by his words didn’t help with your nerves, but you thanked him nevertheless. Not even the cold bath could soothe you, taking double the time to slip inside the dress and try to reach the tiny buttons aligned at your back.

Now it dawned on you the curiosity of why your mother had a wedding dress. Seeing you dressed in it, you pictured her twirling in a mirror on a boutique, a dreamy smile on an unknown face as she hoped to walk down the aisle toward your father, perhaps. Another faceless person it didn’t matter to grieve about.

Or so you tried to convince yourself.

What a useless thing to long for something it never was.

You entered the living room, Viktor sitting in front of the coffee table as he ate tiny bites of a slice of toasted bread covered with yogurt, the smell of newly made coffee flooding from the open door of the kitchen, a half-empty bowl of sliced fruit next to yours that was still completely covered in a mountain of sliced strawberry, peach, and pear.

He must’ve woken up around two hours ago if he had prepared all this and finished dressing already. The only thing missing was his jacket and his shoes which were aligned at the doormat entrance, files of the needed papers ready to go over the bookshelf.

You sat next to him, his fingers grazing yours when he passed you the breakfast. From the purplish eyebags adorning his golden eyes, you thought it was a mercy he had so many things to prepare in the morning, allowing him to get up instead of rolling away, trying with no luck to catch slumber.

You ate in silence, feeling your throat strained with nervousness. Quickly, you both shared the bathroom to brush your teeth, Viktor leaving you alone as you finished preparing.

Finally, around 9:26 AM, Viktor gazed at you when you walked toward the entrance door of the apartment, finding it weird to see his hair brushed back, with barely some locks poking rebelliously against his brow.

“The dress suits you,” he commented on your way down the stairs. “If you’d allow me to say that.”

Your steps faltered. “Oh, that’s right!” you exclaimed, waiting for him to descend all the stairs. “Can you help me button it up? I just missed the middle buttons.”

Viktor chuckled, gesturing you to turn around in the empty corner of the landing. It was too late for the rest of the residents to linger in their houses on a weekday. He gave you his cane to hold, his hands brushing your back slightly as he pinched the buttons inside the grommets.

You took in his presence, feeling his warmth bathing you, the essence of his shampoo smelling like a fresh breeze sweeping by the coast.

“There you go,” Viktor muttered, his breath moving the hair around your ear. You shivered, walking away from him. “Are you cold?” he asked, blinking with confusion knitting his eyebrows. “I can give you my jacket—”

“No, no.” You raised the unmatching muddy green coat and hugged it against your chest as if he could feel how your heart was picking up speed if you didn't. “I have this.”

Yanking the door open, you hoped the cold morning could calm down the frenetic rhythm reverberating in your ears, but it was all in vain when you ended up sitting next to him in what Viktor told you, was called a trolley car. The movement of the vehicle stopping and starting again at each public stop made your body press against him as the strange train moved its way up the city.

“The University is here,” Viktor chatted, trying to soothe your nerves as he fiddled with the handle of his cane. He pointed to the glass, where you could see a big, gothic-like building hiding the sun behind its high towers. People were walking inside, its courtyard made of neatly cut grass and tiny trees. All of them held books as they walked, both alone and in animated groups toward the cobblestone path that connected a pair of double doors with the outside. "This is the main building, but the rest of the faculties are behind it. You can't see it all from here."

“It’s gigantic,” you said, trying to take in all the details as the car moved away.

“Indeed it is. You have to be careful not to lose in the hallways,” he chuckled. “Or you’ll be late to class.”

"Where does the entrance exam take place?"

Viktor signaled out the window again. “In the main building.” His hand hovered over yours, interlaced on your lap. This time, he poked one with his finger. “You’ll see it for yourself soon enough.”

Embarrassed, you giggled. “I hope so.”

“Have more faith in yourself,” Viktor added, leaning slightly against you so your shoulder brushed his. “I believe you can do it.”

You bit the inside of your cheek. “Viktor…” you said in a hushed tone to not wake up the working man next to you, his uniform covered in coal and oil from his shift in a factory. “Thank you. For trusting me.”

Your gazes connected, and it felt as if he could rival the morning sun, the gold in his eyes twinkling like pools of honey poured in a teacup; reassuring and warmth.

"Couldn't be any other way."

*~*~*~*

The notary had a tiny chapel, barely decorated with candles whose wax had made them amorph, some of them cocooned in hollow wax ponds. The red carpet where you walked down the aisle alongside Viktor was worn out and thin, but neither of your steps faltered, the official papers tucked in a file under his arm.

You don’t have to do this, you repeated Viktor’s words, as you’d been doing ever since you entered this seemingly deserted building on a Wednesday morning, hand in his. But you wanted to, thrill pooling in a chaos inside your belly that almost felt like fluttering. Of all the scenes you could picture a marriage in, this was the most interesting. Almost funny how surreal it was.

You would've been so lucky if this was sincere, a childish part of you longed.

But it wasn’t, and foolish was it to lament for things that never were.

The officiant smiled at you two, Viktor taking your hands into his as he asked him if he could give you two his blessing—as no other one could.

You took in a deep breath, pride filling your stomach now that you could do something your mother yearned for. Fulfilling another’s dream, but your way.

His golden eyes sparkled with the dancing flames of the candles, his fingers interlaced with yours as he looked down at you, the officiant’s voice echoing in the empty seats and closed doors.

“Will you have Y/N to be your wife? To love her, comfort, and keep, and forsaking all others remain true to her, as long as you both shall live?”

Viktor nodded, looking from the pastor to you. “I will.” The squeeze of his hand made your eyes swept away, the room getting too hot from all the candles lit and no windows open.

“I promise to keep you safe even when the storm is raging outside,” Viktor said, his tone gentle yet confident. Just as his muttered words of solace back at the cliff. “To accompany you in each dreary night watch, for I will be here as long as you need me to.”

You felt a lump in your throat that made it difficult to breathe without having your voice broken.

"Thank you," you couldn't stop from saying, which made him smile. His thumb brushed away a stray tear running down your cheek.

“Will you have Viktor to be your husband? To love him, comfort, and keep, and forsaking all others remain true to him, as long as you both shall live?”

“I do—I will,” you said, finding your throat dry. Viktor nodded, encouraging you silently. “I take you as my husband. To be your best friend when you’re seeking a friend. To light up the way back home if you ever get lost. I’ll be there, always.”

His gaze was hard to read, brows pinched and eyes squinting, blinking away in a tender smile. “Thank you, love,” Viktor said.

The officiant had the papers laid over the table, his pen scribbling away at the paper the complete names of you both. You glanced at the words Viktor Ambroz right next to yours when it was your turn to sign the papers.

“For the power given to me, I declare you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride, young man. Congratulations.”

The officiant busied himself with registering the marriage in his ledgers, Viktor right in front of you. His eyes said the same plea repeating in your mind, you don’t have to do this.

But you nodded nevertheless, looking back at the officiant as if saying that it would be weird if you didn’t kiss.

In reality, you were curious about what would happen next. Finding refuge in the dimming room, Viktor couldn’t see your flustered expression if he proceeded, nor your unfiltered hurt if he chose not to.

Viktor took in a deep breath, taking your hands into his as he pulled you slightly closer, cold fingers brushing your trembling ones. His eyes seemed to read your soul from how close they were, speckles of amber and brown mixed on his irises, honey, and chocolate that felt just as sweet when he gazed down at your lips.

Suddenly shy, you closed your eyes, feeling the brush of his eyelashes when he did the same.

He leaned in and brushed his lips with yours, barely a fleeting motion, the friction making you dizzy. Viktor stayed there a second too long, or so you thought, the world seemed to stop, just as your breath and your heartbeat.

A gasp rippled through his chest when he pulled away, the orange hue of the candles letting you see the wild red blush creeping from his ears down his neck.

The officiant gave you the papers, a beam as he congratulated you both once again.

“Let’s go, my dear, We have the whole day ahead of us to celebrate.” He smiled, taking your hand to drag you away.

If the officiant found it weird that any of you had said 'I love you', to each other, he didn't comment on it, the register was sealed official by his signature, filled with already dried ink. All opportunities of turning back were now locked away in the corresponding ledger, the leather book put inside the archive where the shadows would watch over it from the time being.

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pirateeznet · 11 months ago

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Secret Admirer Masterlist

You turn the envelope round and round in your hands. You don't know who it's from, all that's scrawled over the top is 'Your Secret Admirer'. But something about the uncertainty of it all makes your heart race and your cheeks warm.

Welcome to Ateez Pirate Ship's Valentine's event! Very similar to Secret Santa, 10 of our authors have been exchanging anonymous messages to create a fic catered to them specifically!

Now without further ado, please enjoy this fine selection of fics!

[Masterlist will be updated as each story posts - Updated 10/03/24]

@flurrys-creativity

Aut viam inveniam aut faciam

Pairing: Jung Yunho x Song Mingi

Genre: Light Academia AU, Fluff, s2l, Romance

Rating: PG-13, sfw

Warnings: Mingi is a clumsy physics professor, Yunho is a collected Latin professor, pining, Yunho falls first and Mingi falls harder, lots of Latin phrases, one kabedon, one kiss

Wordcount: 1.6k

Summary: Two professors, who couldn't be more different, fated to meet each other and slowly grow closer than they dared to hope for.

For: @limjaeseven

@staytinyville

Twin Flames

Pairing: Seonghwa x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Fantasy, Historical, Twin Flames

Rating: PG-13, sfw

Warnings: Blood, Murder, Revenge

Wordcount: 6.6k

Summary: In a world where magic exists, you had creatures that were created in order to help those who were able to harness the power of the sun and the moon. Each creature has a special connection with their creators. Those created by Witches were followers of the moon. And those created by Faeries were with the sun. However for some creatures, they were connected to their creators on a much deeper meaning.

For: @flurrys-creativity

@daesukiii

Sincerity

Pairing: Yunho x Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, E2L, School setting (unspecified)

Rating: PG-13, sfw

Warnings: Cursing, Kissing

Wordcount: 4k

Summary: Getting flowers from a secret admirer was the highlight of your week. But with a certain blonde student disrupting your every day, things may change.

For: @hotteoki

@hotteoki

Change of Heart

Pairing: Wooyoung x Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, S2L, Arranged marriage, Mediveal era

Rating: PG-13, sfw

Warnings: Cursing

Wordcount: 5k

Summary: When you're forced into an unwilling, arranged marriage where your husband is decided by a competition with three contests, will a stranger be able to find his way into your life to befriend you and turn your future around?

For: @daesukiii

@limjaeseven

Sacrifice

Pairing: Yeosang x Hongjoong

Genre: Angst, Fantasy

Rating: PG-13, sfw

Warnings: Death, Guns, Supernatural violence, Extremely inaccurate vampires, Bad worldbuilding

Wordcount: 2.6k

Summary: Hongjoong thought he'd spend his time in the military facing the barrel of a gun, not sharp teeth.

For: @potatomountain

NSFW

@yourfatherlucifer

Sticky Situation

Pairing: Ghoul!Hongjoong x afab!reader

Genre: Smut, Paranormal AU

Rating: R, nsfw

Warnings: NSFW MDNI, messy intercourse, slight stalking, dumbification, slime/goo play, ghost stuff, mention of death, aphrodisiac cum, rough sex.

Wordcount: 1.6k

Summary: After receiving a dare from your friends, you went into the ‘haunted’ mansion as everyone says, but is it really haunted though? Something is watching you..

For: @stardragongalaxy

@mingsolo

So Good For Us

Pairing: Hongjoong x Reader x San

Genre: Established Relationship, Poly, Smut

Rating: R, NSFW

Warnings: Alcohol, Unprotected Sex, Cum Play, Cursing, Sub/Dom, Oral

Wordcount: 4k

Summary: Back at home from your anniversary dinner, your boyfriends reveal a very special surprise that would turn your night into a ocassion you won't forget anytime soon.

For: @sanjoongie

Just for Tonight

Pairing: Mingi x Reader

Genre: E2L, Smut, One night stand

Rating: R, NSFW

Warnings: Oral (f receiving), protected sex, multiple orgasms

Wordcount: 3.8k

Summary: Public parties weren't your thing but for your best friend you could tolerate a dance club- even go home with someone for the night. Mingi was determined to make sure that was him, and after a little push from a hot stranger, you decided just for tonight you would give him a shot.

For: @mingsolo

@sanjoongie

When the Sea and the Mountain Meet

Pairing: Yunho x Reader

Genre: Smut, Angst, Fluff, Norse mythology au, Njord and Skaldi au, Mythology retelling au, Royal au, Medieval au, Historical au

Rating: R, NSFW

Warnings: mentions of parent's death, mentions of someone falling deathly ill, hand kink HELLO, fingering (f), wall sex, penetrative sex with no barrier, nipple play, big dick! yunho

Wordcount: 5k

Summary: Upon your father's murder, a council allows you to choose a husband as recompense--based on what his hands look like. Yunho, a prince of the sea, and you, a princess of the mountains, are as opposite as you can get, so can you make the marriage work?

For: @staytinyville

@stardragongalaxy

Hearts Aligned

Pairing: Hongjoong x Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Established relationship

Rating: R, NSFW

Warnings: Dom Hongjoong, mentions of punishment and biting, praise kink

Wordcount: 5k

Summary: Its early in the relationship, but a calling from Hongjoong to his home office has some surprises in store.

For: @yourfatherlucifer

#pirateadmirer #event #official post #mxm #x reader #smut #fluff #angst

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aredhels · 6 months ago

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WIP game

thanks for the tag @hobbitwrangler! 💖

Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

not including all because there are. so many. but here are some:

act 4 scene 2

aredhel x galadriel ffc 19

arranged marriage

birthdays

cleeg 2

cody x princess reader

codywan lightsaber

este x miriel

fbi

ghost au

lonely eyes mirror smut

maemags2

meladriel learning

messy musicians

office scene divergence

panopticon

silvergifting hananaki

no idea who's done this already but i'm tagging @morluin, @maedhrus, @tiesanjiaoshenanigans, @welcomingdisaster, @imakemywings, @elvain, @sabetha, @violasmirabiles, @andreth-with-a-sword

#looks like i've finally moved on from keysmashes to descriptive file names lol #tagged #hennie.txt #been so bad at doing tag games lately although i love them #i always look at them and think I Am Going To Do This One but never do sorry i love everyone who tags me in them #also also #let's pretend i tagged enough people

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thehopelessauthor · 3 months ago

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Role play information (looking for rp partners)

About Me:

* Adv - semi literate (depending on the person. I like to match paragraphs)

* Very flexible and very open minded within reason

Preferences:

* One-on-one (I don’t do well in groups- I find it can get very messy and lost in conversation etc)

* BxB / GxG / etc

* Genres/tropes

- Fantasy

- Enemies to lovers

- “Reluctant marriage, but later falls in love anyway” (I actually don’t know what this trope is called 😂)

- I’m happy with either OC x OC or OC x canon character (or even both)

* Canon-compliant / canon-divergence (depending what it is fandom wise)

* Age must be 16-18+ (I’m aware that ages are different in different countries but regardless must be at least old enough to do NSFW content)

Dislikes:

* Being ghosted

* Toxic behaviour (I’ve had really bad experience with a previous rp partner)

- Dominating the story and my character(s)

- Manipulative

- Playing the blame game

- Gaslighting

- Coercion (using something I like to do what they want ie using my favourite ship against me etc)

* AUs (sometimes it’s a hit or miss with me so please ask if you want to do it since again I’ve had bad experiences, both times)

* One-liners ~ since I’m somewhat literate please no one-liners it’s hard enough to be able to go on when there’s no much to respond to

* No anime rp please (I don’t know very much about it and I don’t have enough interest to watch it let alone write it it’s way too hard)

#outlander #looking for rp partners #lucifer #baldur's gate 3 #ouat #role play #intro post

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mymusehowls · 1 year ago

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Pairings & Lines I Want

I like dark lines, fantasy, supernatural, scifi, smut w/plot. Open to m/f, f/f, m/m, poly, & playing multiple characters in a line. No cc x oc, only cc x cc or oc x oc. Crossovers in similar fandoms too! (me in pink, in throuples also willing to play the purple)

Marvel: Rogue/Gambit - anything

Marvel: Rogue/Wolverine - she can touch him, I want to explore that, intimately

Marvel: Morph/Wolverine - developing a relationship

Tale of the Nine Tailed: Lee Rang/Eun Ho - AU romance

Tale of the Nine Tailed: Lee Rang/Lee Yeon - yes, incesty (fem!au also welcome)

Tale of the Nine Tailed: Lee Yeon/Ah Eum or Nam Ji Ah (m/m or f/f au also welcome)

MDZS: Xue Yang/Xiao Xingchen - Gremlin on a leash XY as a sub-Top for a Dom-bottom XXC

Hazbin/Helluva: Husk/Angel - give me something messy and angsty!

Hazbin/Helluva: somebody destroy my boy Stolas or my girl Loona please, open to probably any ship with either of them

SVSSS: MoShang - reverse transmigration

SVSSS: BingLiuShen

Witcher: Yennefer/Geralt/Jaskier

MDZS: FengQing - Calamity Ghost Mu Qing, or Mu Qing in fem form

MDZS: Nie Huaisang/Mo Xuanyu

MDZS: Song Lan/Xue Yang: post Yi City, XY as a fierce corpse that SL keeps cuz XXC would want him to

MDZS: 3Zun/Qin Su - Jin Guangyao can't fuck his wife, but he can share her with his husbands Nie Mingjue and Lan Xichen

Teen Wolf: Derek Hale/Kate Argent

Teen Wolf: Isaac Lahey/Erica Reyes

Alice in Wonderland: Dark & Smutty - Alice gets sucked into Wonderland again as a not very stable adult.

Vampire Chronicles/Immortal Universe: anything but LouStat. I've read all the books & seen all the shows/movies. Claudia, Gabrielle, Pandora, & Louis are my absolute favs. I will play anyone against Lasher. Also if you give me something with Bianca or Merrick I will love you forever.

Vampire Diaries: Caroline/Klaus

Snow White - She's a vampire

Angel/Devil (or any variation of supernatural good/evil)

Dark fairytales & forced marriage/mating & accidentally turning a mortal & secret trysts & forbidden romance & hidden identities that turn out to be taboo are so very my style.

#discord 1x1 #tale of the nine tailed #mdzs rp #svsss rp #witcher rp #tgcf rp #teen wolf rp #fairytale rp #vampire chronicles rp #immortal universe rp #vampire diarires rp #roleplay search #hazbin hotel rp #helluva boss rp

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sambambucky · 2 years ago

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hiiiiiiii is it annoying if i ask about... like 4 bc i am CURIOUS Jamie’s eight, tiny favors, best behavior, A ghost story of Sorts, Competitive pay plus benefits?

HELLOOOO lmao you know i cant shut up! the more the better; could never could be annoyed by you!

k so: -jamies eight is an oceans eleven-ish type au... thing. i drafted this a long time ago and picked up again recently & hehehe o boy its so messy!

The dog tags and wedding band are as integral a part of Sam’s body as his birthmarks and scars, the tattoo on his ribs. How long have they been shoved away in this drawer? “I shouldn’t have –” Sam sits back on Bucky’s thighs, hand out. “Give me that.” Bucky pools the chain into his palm, and Sam loops them onto his neck and climbs off Bucky’s lap. He shivers in the cold Sam leaves behind. “This was a mistake.” Sam whispers, eyes downcast, running the metal through his fingers as he paces. He’s beautiful even when he’s ripping his heart out of his chest.

-tiny favors, best behavior is another lets-torture-rhodey fic from the they're always like this 'verse... rhodey's cousin is in town visiting and she's a big Falcon fan..

“Hey is it okay if Bucky comes too? I shouldn’t leave him alone, he gets all anxious.” “I might scratch up all the furniture,” Bucky adds. And, no. That’s not what this is about. The reservation is for four, but he was planning to bring Tony, which would have been its own can of worms, but worms Rhodey can handle - gummi worms at worst. Bucky was never a part of this equation. He should put his foot down and tell them no. “Yeah,” Rhodey says, “of course he can come.”

-a ghost story of sorts is, like, uh, bucky gets kidnapped or something as a kid, and then meets sam in a record store as a teenager? and they promise to meet there again in ten years? idk

“Wait,” he says, delicate but firm, like the hand on Sam's wrist. Sam doesn’t pull his hand away, too stunned by the sudden introduction to the sound of his voice. “My name is Bucky.” It comes out like a secret. Soft, and with sincerity. A name he’s given himself, or an identity gifted by someone he holds dear. Sam bites back his smile, telling himself not to spin this whole thing up into something bigger than it needs to be. Then Rhodey lays on the horn, and Bucky lets go of Sam, and the moment breaks around them.

& last but actually least -competitive pay + benefits is the tentative(?) title for the office au! i hadnt looked at this doc in a while... the only coherent thing in it is a 'bonus chapter' thats not even in the mockumentary format???

“Ugh, is that today? Can’t believe we let him sign us up for that.” “It’s impossible to say no to either of them since the divorce. He probably just wants to get Steve on camera saying he still loves him.” “God, they’re so pathetic,” Bucky says, putting his hands underneath his head, looking up at Sam dreamily. “Idunno." Sam sits back onto his thighs and smirks. “You divorce me, and we still have to see each other at work everyday? I promise I’m gonna act up way worse than those two.” Bucky smiles, but he starts to look a little queasy the way he always does when Sam brings up marriage, or anything to do with their future. He reaches down to brush Bucky’s hair out of his face and watches his expression clear.

hehe thanks for the ask!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#ok obligatory ramble in the tags #there is a sambucky oceans eleven au on the archive im p sure!#i was going to link it but i cant find it so sorry #and if anyone knows wha ti mean lmk #p sure its pre fatws era and only one chapter where bucky talks to tony???#also im remembering i wrote that last one JUST to explain why sam and bucky arrive separately in ordinary workplace behavior #as if anyone cares #anyway this was so fun #lmao at the next few asks #jo do be writing or whatever #sambucky fics #tag games #crepuscularqueens #the wip tag

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hiddcnhorizcns · 27 days ago

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open to: ladieees connection: oscar & y/m are in an arranged marriage meant to solidify an alliance between the mob faction he is part of & the one y/m is part of. they completely hate each other's guts (and they always somehow settle their differences in bed) & y/m slept with another powerful figure (politician, law enforcement, your choice) & word got out & oscar had to do something about it & he beat the shit out of that man, if only to protect the reputation of both factions. secretly, he also did it to protect her dignity, whether she needed it or not. he got stab in the process & now y/m is patching him up while they fight about the matter. noir au (1940s-1950s), age-gap welcome m: oscar sinclair ; 38 ; bartender & mob enforcer ; bio

the dim yellow glow of the overhead lamp cast flickering shadows across the room as oscar sat shirtless on the edge of the worn leather couch. the room reeked of blood and antiseptic, the thick scent tangling with the faint aroma of cigarette smoke that clung to his skin like a ghost. his left hand clenched the armrest as he watched her—a woman he loathed with a fiery intensity that rivaled the pain ripping through his side. hands moved with calculated precision, threading the needle with the grace of someone used to cleaning up messy aftermaths. her expression was tight, every angle of her face carved into sharp disapproval, he could feel it. she pressed a damp cloth against the open wound on his torso with no gentleness, and oscar let out a low, guttural hiss. "watch it," he growled, his voice gravelly and thick. his dark eyes, filled with a dangerous frustration, met hers. "tell me something, sweetheart," he began, his tone biting as he leaned back slightly despite the pain. "tell me at least he gave it to you good."

#indie rp #independent rp #indie smut rp #indie oc rp #opens #m: oscar sinclair #au: period

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chuxchux · 3 years ago

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ᥲ m᥆𝗍һᥱr

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This contains!: forced marriage(which doesn’t happens), an au because xiao is originally a illuminated beast but I decided to make him have a human form at the start…, angst, blood, death, afab reader, xiao x reader(platonic), mentions of a ghost, I have decided that you gave him his original name, cursing and baby xiao

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Why couldn’t this day be better..?

At the age of 19 your parents forcing you to marry this person..? He didn’t seem like a good person at all. Just because he had money doesn’t mean that he was a good person or husband. You have always told yourself to never judge a book by its cover but… your guy had a really bad feeling of this man. And when you and him only said names to each other. Your parents already wanted you and the man to have children. Were your parents crazy!? Most probably.

He always looked at you weirdly. With a type of face. It looked like he wanted something from you… of course you were uncomfortable so you came up with the unoriginal excuse of having to go to the bathroom. There was a feeling of you being watched but luckily nothing happened. You obviously told your parents about not liking this man but they just ignored you. Saying that it doesn’t matter and that he was a good person! For them, your opinion didn’t matter. Their opinion only matters.

When it was your wedding day, you felt like you were going to cry. This was horrible… you didn’t want this at all! You needed to leave this stupid life.

So you did what you did.

So you left the man alone at the altar.

You could hear your parents screaming your name. Trying to find you. But it was to late for them to find you. You were already running away. With a ripped wedding dress and high heels.

You could feel your feet aching in pain. Begging you to stop running but that wasn’t happening either… you had to leave instantly. Because they could find you… but tears were running down your face. You were finally going to be free! No more arranged marriages and no more forced decisions! This was technically the best day of your life.

After hours of running you decided to stop wearing your heels so your heels ended up being thrown away by you. In the result of running for hours and not knowing where you were heading. You ended up being in a huge forest. A huge dark forest. You weren’t the one to be so scared of the dark but in these moments it did scare you. Your thoughts invaded your brain like crazy. Thinking of what was about to happen next.

But your thoughts stoped when you heard crying noises. Noises that most likely came from a baby. So much wailing and whimpers.. for some reason it annoyed you a bit but it didn’t overpower the feeling of ache from hearing the noises.

You decided to follow the wailing only wanting to find out where the noises where coming from. Only to see a baby that seemed no older than 6 months old. The baby was covered by dirt and a very messy blanket was wrapped around the baby. The baby didn’t stop crying for one millisecond. What exactly were you going to do? You didn’t want to leave this baby alone to die but you didn’t have the resources to keep the baby.

But you decided to keep the baby anyways. Even though it was going to be a huge responsibility you still wanted to do it. You weren’t going to leave a poor baby to die…

You grabbed the baby gently and started to rock the baby in your arms. You hummed a tune while rocking the baby only trying to get the baby to calm down and it seemed to be working. While calming the baby down you started to walk to a place trying to get away from the forest and for your luck you actually got out…

When you got out of the forest the sun was already rising up. You couldn’t even feel your feet anymore but that didn’t matter now. It was more important to find a place to stay and a source of food for you and the child that you had in your arms, sleeping peacefully. You kept walking and going more distant from the forest that you were in. You then suddenly stopped walking.

You found a abandoned village.

It looks like the village has been left abandoned for ages. But that wasn’t important now. You went and checked inside the houses only to find furniture. Furniture that wasn’t in top conditions but it definitely worked for now! The village was also surrounded by all types of fruits, vegetables, trees and animals. They were coming out of all kind of places. Luckily you even found a machete! This was like heaven for you.

And of course you instantly started working.

You of coursed picked out a house so you can live in. The house had some furniture that also wasn’t in the best conditions but you decided to check it more better and you found cabinets filled with sewing materials and fabric all types of fabric. Even though you didn’t exactly knew how to sew but this will still definitely come in handy!

But there was something missing…

A source of water.

You instantly came out of the house and went to find water. If you ended up finding clean water you would certainly bathe the baby so you had a fabric that was clean and it was similar to a towels fabric. You still had the baby in your arms and it was starting to get tiring. But that didn’t matter. After all you did decide to keep the baby. In the end you ended finding a river. A very clean river which was not far away from the village!

And of course you ended up bathing the baby in the river and by the looks of it the baby was definitely a male… when you got the baby out of your arms and started bathing the baby. He ended up crying, crying from the suddenly feel of water on his skin. You quickly started bathing the baby fastly but still removing all the dirt that the baby had. That’s when you realized that this baby had two things that looked like wings coming out of his back. This baby wasn’t normal… was he?

When you were done you took the baby and wrapped the towel around him gently and made sure to not harm the tiny wings that looked like were staring to come out. He suddenly stopped crying and looked at your face and eyes directly. Most probably analyzing your face. And you were analyzing his face too. You realized that he had really pretty features for a baby. And that he has a weird diamond shaped mark on the middle of his forehead. You narrowed your eyes, thinking of the mark that he has in his forehead but your thought stop when you heard some giggles and babbling noises. You looked down at the baby which was making those noises, you then realized that the baby was trying to grab your face. It was very obvious that the baby was trying to grab your face since he was doing some grabby hand motions with his tiny chubby hands.

That’s when you decided to name him. You decided to name him alatus. After all. It looks like he was going to have some wings…

When you said the name alatus the baby had a tiny grin. Wasn’t he adorable…

You went back to the village and started building the house better and repairing it. Of course you placed the baby down and gave him something to eat. You gave him some bananas. Which he didn’t seem to mind.

The house that you were repairing was more nicely built because of you. You were completely sweaty and still had your ripped wedding dress on. You were also walking completely on your feet! Luckily the village was surrounded by sand.

When it was night it ended up being really cold… and you didn’t have any blankets. Also you were completely tired to make a fire or make a blanket. But luckily you had a bed that you could sleep on. And it was surprisingly clean.

You quickly got your baby and went to bed with him. Cuddling him, making sure he was completely warm by your warmth. You didn’t want to find him dead next morning because of the cold. You definitely were going to make a blanket the next day…

And you certainly did! The next day you ended up making a blanket and some clothes to get finally rid of that stupid wedding dress of yours. And you definitely ended up pricking your fingers a lot.

But life was definitely going great! No intruders never came. You and the baby had clothes made by you. You had everything you wanted and needed! And you always celebrated his birthday with something special! How did you know his birthday? For some reason the date April 17 felt special… so you decided to go with it!

Alatus had extremely long hair that for some reason he didn’t like to cut. Maybe it was that you kept your hair long since it was so hard to cut?

Also it was kind of hard to make clothes for him… since he had such big wings.

Did I ever mentioned that he loved to be matching with you? He absolutely loved it! Whenever you had a specific hairstyle he needed to have that hairstyle too. Whenever you had some specific shirt he always asked you to make him one that looks exactly like it so he could wear it with you. You always thought that he was adorable.

When it was his 10th birthday you gave him a bracelet. A matching bracelet that matched with yours. He loved this present a lot. And you both always wear the bracelet every day… and of course you made that bracelet with a material that would never break.

When he was 20 he was just picking up some specific fruits that didn’t exactly exist where you both lived and that you requested. And just when he came back home, he found the house destructed. Alatus instantly dropped the fruits and came running inside the house only to you. You in a puddle of your own blood. But that wasn’t the only thing… your blood was also on the walls too.

In instant reaction he screamed in terror and quickly dropped down on his knees and started crawling to you. Screaming and asking if you were okay. He then picked you up and hold you in his arms. He looked at your lifeless pale face. What exactly was going on!?

His hands went to caress your face. And just went his hand touched your face your blood was now smeared on your lifeless face. That’s when he realized that you were completely dead. You weren’t one ounce close to moving. He the started to calm you quietly, saying “mom… mom…” and repeating again and again. His tears spilled on your face.

He couldn’t bare your loss… I mean, you are his mother after all. He always seen you as his mom. Never calling you by your real name. Always saying that he wants to be called alatus l/n. And you always thought it was cute that he wanted to have your last name.

He instantly wanted to get you help even though you were completely dead. He just wanted to get up and take you somewhere you could be healed or something… but his body wouldn’t even dare to move.

After a few hours of holding your body in his arms, his body finally was able to move. He then carried you outside to the sand a buried you under the sand. His tears never stopped. But then he felt a hand touch his shoulder. The person asked him if he was okay. And of course he said no and explained what just happened to him.

The person then said that if alatus came to him he would revive his mother and without second thought. He instantly said yes.

Without knowing… what was about to happen next…

The stupid person who calls themselves a god enslaved him.

For many years they forced him to commit very violent acts. So many people died from his hands, he ended up crushing many hopes and even devoured his victims dreams. He didn’t even have his wings anymore…

And he despised it.

He just only wanted to be in his mothers warmth back again.

Did I ever even mention how attached he was to you? He still ended up sleeping with you every night. Even though he had his own bed he still ended up sleeping with you. How did that even happen? He just simply snuck to your room at the middle of the night.

He always thought of what his mother would think of him now. Would she see him as a disgusting monster? Or would she still care and love him?

Luckily he was saved from his imprisonment. He was saved from a man named morax but now known as zhongli…

The god even gave him a new name. Which of course he agreed too. He never really enjoyed the feeling of being called alatus by anyone who wasn’t his mother. Especially that man… he despises that he called him by his real name… like if he had any fucking permission!

But after more than two thousand years he was now currently walking with aether that was also known as the famous traveler. And his little companion named Paimon…

They were currently looking for some demons that were said to be around in some abandoned area. When they were going in a certain direction they were met by a huge forest. A dark one since it was night…

“Are you sure that we should go inside this forest..? Isn’t there any other way to go to that certain place?” The floating fairy said looking at both males.

“Well it does look like that this is the only route to go to the place.” The blonde hair male said. Looking at the map.

Xiao now looked at the forest. For some reason it seemed really familiar… he then looked at the male and his companion. “we should go in. It doesn’t seem that bad to go in”

The other male nods in response and they end up going inside the forest. It was like two hours that they were walking inside the forest. After those two hours of walking they finally got out of the forest. They then looked at the map to see if they were going to the correct place. And it seems like they were so they kept walking until they see the abandoned area. That seemed more like a abandoned village.

And xiao recognized this village instantly.

It was the village he grew up in. The village that he grew up in with his mother. The mother who was dead.

“Now that we are here we should sta-” the male stopped talking since xiao wasn’t there.

“Hey! Where did he go!?”

Where did xiao go exactly? Well… he went to the place where he grew up. It was a place that he could barely remember. When he was outside the house he instantly freezed. All memories that him and his mother had coming down like a waterfall.

But he needed to see if the house was the same… even though if he remember the things that happened in his mothers death.

Xiao opened the door with force and accidentally ends up breaking it. But xiao could care less about that right now. Nobody was there, right..? Only memories…

When he entered the house he was met by the ghost of his mother sitting on a seat. Knitting a jacket. She then looked at his son and smiled

“Looks like my child is back after all those years” the lady giggles with tears starting to run down her face.

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newtonsheffield · 2 years ago

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Another vote for spicy Sunday married divorce lawyers! 🔥🔥

I think this is the only snippet I'll ever do for this AU

Kate had lost count of how many times she'd sat across the table from Anthony. Dozens. Maybe near a hundred. First at Cambridge and now here, in this office, or in her office, or a million other places. If you'd told her the first day she'd ever met him, that this was where she'd be nearly a decade later, she would have called you a liar.

Anthony had been different then, or maybe he'd only seemed different. with his cap backwards and his backpack slung over one shoulder, whistling as she walked past, barking out a laugh when she'd sent a vicious hand gesture his way. And soon, all too soon, it had devolved into this.

"Sharma, you know I respect how ballsy you are every time we meet but this is a bit of a reach even for you."

Kate stared back at him, his suit all crisp lines as he leaned across the table towards her, his hair perfectly styled, beard neatly trimmed along his sharp jawline. Annoyingly handsome, just as he'd always been. "I think I'm being perfectly reasonable, as is my client."

"You're asking for £17 million."

Kate felt her eyebrows raise, letting her eyes slide to the wedding ring on his left hand, ignoring the sting of her own on her finger. "You're a happily married man, Bridgerton. If your wife discovered you'd been repeatedly unfaithful to her, what would she do?"

His eyes flashed warningly at her, his lips a ghost of a smile. "My wife would cut my balls off. Thankfully, my marriage isn't on the table today."

They'd argued in every lecture, every tutorial, every mock trial, every debate, opposite sides always, again and again, and again until they'd both been red in the face. Until their arguments had spilled over into the courtyard outside Anthony's college as they'd walked past.

Kate could still remember the look in his eyes, his shoulders heaving as he'd spat at her. "God I've never wanted to fuck anyone more in my entire life!"

Her stomach had dropped as she'd stared at him, standing so close she could feel the warmth of his body and her entire body had felt as though it were on fire when she'd spat back at him. "Promises. Promises."

not even five minutes later she'd had her back pressed against the mattress of his messy dorm room and his head buried between her legs and everything in her had burned.

"You were... really pushing it today."

They'd sent their clients home. paperwork finally signed and this was his tradition. Drink with the opposing counsel when the deal was struck. Whether he won or lost; he always did it. Extended the olive branch in his office, two glasses of scotch sat between them on the desk.

"Oh, you like it when I push your buttons just a little."

Anthony rolled his eyes, though his jaw clenched, his thumb spinning his wedding ring on his hand, toying with it. "Your comments about my wife were a little uncalled for, I think."

It burned in her chest just as it always did, their eyes caught together as she stood from the other side of the desk, making her way to his side. She let her hands press firmly against his shoulders, sliding his chair back, leaving room for her to settle on the desk in front of him.

Anthony let out a small groan as his hands darted to her legs, skimming down the stockings there, his hands a little rough even through the sheer material.

"And I suppose you bringing up your balls was fine?"

He grinned up at her, just as handsome as he'd been a decade ago, as handsome as he had been every time they'd sat into this office and he'd slipped between her legs.

"I thought you'd find it funny." Anthony had stood now as well, his strong arms falling on either side of her, his lips brushing against hers with every word. Gentle kisses. Gentle kisses that they hid from everyone else.

"I did find it a little funny. Next time I'll try and bring up my tits, see if you find it funny."

Anthony's eyebrows wiggled, his finger catching the front of her silk blouse, peering down it, "I can think of a lot of things I'd like to do to them, but I don't think you'd be laughing. I wouldn't either."

The tension hung in the air between them, Anthony stepping closer, the gentle pressure from his hands encouraging her legs to fall open for him as he nestled into the cradle. His hips rolled gently against hers, an invitation, just as it always was. He waited, waited for her to take the first step. And just like always, it didn't take long.

Kate reached up, letting her fingers twist in Anthony's hair before she dragged his lips down to hers. His kiss was heady and consuming as his lips moved over hers roughly, bruising against her skin. His tongue tangled filthily with hers, his hands already tearing the stockings from her legs. Kate could hardly bite back the moan that fell from her lips as his hand slid up her legs, his fingers groping at her skin in his eagerness to have her. He rucked her skirt up around her waist just as his fingers reached their mark and a harsh curse fell from his lips.

Fuck Kate. You fucking knew what this would do to me, you knew.

She let herself preen for a moment, the shine of her engagement ring stark against his dark hair for a moment too long. "Maybe I had a plan when I got dressed this morning."

His lips claimed hers again for a moment even more roughly before his lips fell to her neck and his free hand tugged roughly at the buttons on her blouse and all the while his fingers worked between her legs. She could feel the heat building already, it never took long. not like this. Not with the heat of what had passed between them in their meetings and the press of his strong body against hers. Not with his rough voice whispering filthily in her ear

"Enough, Enough. Not now." She barely recognised her own voice as she reached for his belt.

Anthony let out a desperate moan, his hips bucking against the feel of her hand against him, his eyes rolling back in his head. Fuck I hoped you'd want this today

"Always."

The first snap of his hips had her writhing against him already. Anthony's body was pressed tightly against hers, his arm wrapped around her waist holding her tighter, encouraging her hips in time with his. Every inch of her body was on fire for him. Burning from the inside out as the desperation in her chest for Anthony climbed higher and higher until it was all she could think about.

It was choking her, the tension in the room, thickening around them with every roll of their hips together, every rattle of the drawers in the desk, every squeak of it against the floorboards, every gasp that fell from her lips, every shout as she clung to him.

Anthony's hands felt as though they were everywhere, groping at her skin as his cheeks flushed with the exertion their eyes locked together and his voice shivered down his spine.

Come on Kate, that's it... oh that's it babe, come on, fuck you feel incredible. Fuck! Oh Fuck! Fuck!

It was too much. Kate bit down on Anthony's shoulder as she fell apart, her hips stuttering against his as Anthony's own bucked erratically as he fell over the edge and everything went still.

"Holy shit." Anthony chuckled leaning back, smoothing his hair back into place before he kissed her softly. "You okay?"

She nodded gently, chasing his lips with hers. "I love you."

His smile was still the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen. After all these years, after all of it. It still made her heart pound in her chest. "I love you too."

His hands were gentle as he set her clothing to rights, tucking her torn stockings into his pocket with a little hum. "Lovely."

Kate rolled her eyes, sliding from his desk, "You're lucky this office is soundproof, else everyone would know you're little secret."

Anthony rolled his eyes, kissing her quickly again. "Not luck, design."

She shook her head, turning away from him. "I'll see you at home."

Anthony caught her, spinning her back towards him, claiming her lips roughly again. "One more thing: As for your comments about infidelity, Mrs Bridgerton, I think we know I've no need for that."

Kate pushed against his shoulders, swinging the door open, "That's Sharma to you, Anthony." She cleared her throat again, talking more loudly this time, for the benefit of his office at large. "I look forward to besting you again. Bridgerton!"

"Oh, yes. I can't wait to go another round!"

#divorce lawyers au #spicy sunday🌶#kathony #anthony x kate #kate sharma #kate sheffield #anthony bridgerton #molly’s asks and answers

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thatmexisaurusrex · 3 years ago

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SamBucky Micro Fics

Hey! I was organizing my micro fics when I thought - I could collect all the fics that have been made this week into one place that people can check out because all of them have been so magnificent 😆 These fics will have prompts coming from this list and this list. Now, in no particular order, the ones I've seen around (please add to this list or tell me of a fic/author I should add if I missed one or if you'd want a different description for your fic):

@abarbaricyalp Fics

Filthy Domestic Fluff, Family Fluff

Rampage Intimate, Pet Name

Sea Change Domestic Fluff, Sarah and Bucky Talking

Senseless Fluff, CW: Mention of Injury

Sweat Training, Past Riley

@bisamwilson Fics

Bauble Family Fluff, Christmas Ornament

Cheap Domestic Fluff, Dancing While Cooking

Handwritten / Promised Writing Vows, Pre-Marriage Fluff

Illusion Family Fluff, Sam Talking to Birds

Nightfall Domestic Fluff, Hanging Out on the Boat

One Chance Domestic Fluff, Carnival Date

Subtle / Fever Trans Sam is Always Wonderful, NSFW Text

Trembling Hands angsty, cw: eating disorder

You’re Distracting / You Promised Office Shenanigans, NSFW Text

@cataroo Fics

Alone, Finally Intimate, Night After Wedding

Silent Fury Domestic Fluff, Scrabble

Sweat Pre-Civil War, Dancing

@jemgirl86 Fics

Comfort Food Post-Mission Fic, Fluff and Slight Crack

Drastic Domestic fluff, Pre-Relationship

I Trusted You Jealous Bucky, Possible SamSteve Vibes

Shimmer Proposal, Figaro

@jules-of-the-crown Fics

Accursed Crack, Haunted Castle Ghosts

Nap Cat Cafe, Cat Meet-Cute

Overgrown Domestic Fluff, New Home

Rampage AU-Canon Divergence, Alligator Meet-Cute

Righteous Post-CA: TWS, Protective Bucky Barnes

Trembling Hands Sex Pollen, Kissing

Undone Social Media, And They Were Roommates

Candles Pre-Sambucky, Birthday Fluff

@livingincolorsagain Fics

Bruised / Kissed Bruised Lips, They're So in Love

Delicious / Mystery Kind of a Follow up to One Chance, Steering Wheel Crack

One Chance, Tender, Savior Compilation, Tooth-Rotting Fluff

Pet Domestic Fluff, Cad Dads

Shimmer Vibes, Nature

You're Distracting Domestic Fluff, Cat Dads

@logicheartsoul Fics

Harsh Whisper Mission Fic, Angst

@obsessivelymoody Fics

Candles Domestic Fluff, Early Birthday Present

Drastic Domestic Fluff, Cat Dads

Sunbathing Domestic Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff

Total Control Intimate, Bucky Moving Down Sam's Body

@samcky Fics

Hide Crack, Redwing

Nightfall Sunset, Wedding Fluff

Something About [Them] [It] Couch Shopping, Fluff and Crack

Sunbathing Reminiscing on a First Kiss, Domestic Fluff

Too Loud Crack and Smut, NSFW Text

@saryasy Fics

Dearest / Ache Canon Divergence, Letter

Sickly / Sweet Kissing, Taste

Transparent / Tangled Friends with Benefits, Bittersweet

@thatmexisaurusrex Fics

Accost Zombie AU, Angst

Dearest / Ache Shower, Tooth-Rotting Fluff

Defy Winged Sam, Fantasy AU

Dust Motes Slice of life, cute

Handwritten / Promised Cuddling, Tooth-Rotting Fluff

In Dreams Fantasy AU, Dreams

Nightfall Vampire Sam Wilson, Werewolf Bucky Barnes

Overgrown Winged Sam Wilson, Dryad Bucky Barnes

Sated Steamy, Sweet

Small / Cuts Domestic Fluff, Shaving

Subtle / Fever Almost Kiss, Mission Fic

Svelte Domestic Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff

@the-biggest-sambucky-shipper Fics

Mystery Surprise Proposal, The Paul & Darlene

@transjoaquintorres Fics

In Dreams Bucky Talking in his Sleep, Mission Fic

@watergator Fics

Collapse Mission Fic, Angst

Crave Thirsting, Avengers Meeting

@yammz Fics

Crave Thirsting, Conflicting Feelings

How Dare [You] Domestic Fluff, Crack

Nap Pre-Relationship, And They Were Roommates

Trembling Hands College AU, Just This Side of Messy

#sambucky #sambucky fics #sambucky fic recs #fic recs #sambucky micro fics #microfic #micro fic #there were so many good ones #and so many people who wrote magnificent work #fantastic job everybody 🥰

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ggukkieland · 4 years ago

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Hi. How are you? I hope you're doing good. 😊 I've been following you for quite some time and I usually check your recommendations and even checked your other link for those. So thank you so much for doing so because I've expanded my horizon to other authors and their stories. 💕

I just want to ask if you have some reco's for idol aus? I've been looking for some to read since I'm already reading Foolish Love, Fake Love so that's recommeded by you and it was written really nice that I've been rereading it and now I'm craving for more Idol aus. Hehe thank you again. Hope you have a great day ahead. - EJ💙

🌹 Hi EJ! I want to say your message and tone overall is just so warm? It made me smile and want to keep conversing with you 🥰. You’re welcome, I try to share as many authors, fics, discoveries, etc. I find interesting and glad others are discovering them too 💛💜.

Ah yes, for Idol AUs I actually panic every time I get an ask about this because it’s actually not part of my top 10 AUs (I listed my top AUs here). I feel like I’m forgetting a favorite fic when asked about Idol!au fic recs most of the time. The Foolish Love, Fake Love series I was drawn to the bodyguard/E2L component and I have to be reminded it’s an idol fic 🤭.

So, please accept this kind of messy quick list 😁

🌹 Quick List of BTS IDOL AUs*

This is not as organized as I’d like it to be. I sort of pulled all the titles from:

reblogged ongoing series I’m reading (main blog) - tagged as #ongoing

monthly reading lists (main) - I also recommend going through each list and searching (I just know I missed some fics). I tag it well so just CRTL+F the word “Idol” to give you the fics

fic recs by theme (sideblog) - same process, I just searched each list and found the ones with “idol” tags

some of the fichunting asks (sideblog) - I filtered ones I’d like to recommend

Please try the readers’ recommendation too - I think there are some recos that are idolverse

*I didn’t include AO3 fics.

🌹 reblogged ongoing fics + from my monthly reading lists (note: most are still incomplete)

Smoke and Mirrors minyoongijjangjjangmanboongboong - ongoing series Solo Idol!Jungkook, Gamer!Jungkook, Makeup Artist!Reader, Manager!Seokjin, Florist!Hoseok

The Dream Anthology @hobiandsprite - JJK | ongoing, soulmate au, vet!reader, friends to lovers

Just Facts @yoongiiverse - JJK | ongoing SMAU, E2L, dancer!reader

Foolish Love, Fake Love @manggojooz - JJK | bodyguard!reader, E2L ⭐

Angel’s Trumpet @hansolmates - JJK | supernatural au, alternate universe *series complete*

Navy @jjkfire - JJK | childhood friends, secret identity/pseud ⭐

Don’t Hold Your Breath @ilikemesometaetaes - JJK | more of rockstar!au, exes au ⭐

Open When @iluv-hobi - JJK | letter form, just fluff

Paper Doll @winetae - JJK | exes AU ⭐

Playmates @scribblemetae - OT7 | 22.6k+ | Idol AU, Sex Worker AU, Strangers to Lovers

Price of a Wish @joonclouds - JHS | idol!hoseok, rich!reader ⭐

ILYSB @rkiverse - JJK | one shot | 11.1k | idol au, broken-hearted jungkook, love clinic staff reader, fake dating but not really (more of part of therapy) | F, A

The Night We Met @leftonraed - KTH | 18.2k+ | Single Dad AU, Bodyguard AU, Idol AU | A, F ⭐

Replacement @akinnie75 - KSJ | one shot | 24.5k | Fantasy AU, idolverse, body swap AU | F ⭐

A Bite of the Apple @jinpire - PJM | one shot | 8.6k | Supernatural AU, Vampire AU, Idol AU | S

Oh What a World [100k] @cutechim - PJM | A, S, F, fake/arranged marriage au, fallen idol au (being edited and reposted)

Tongue Tied @btssavedmylifeblr - 12k | PJM | S, F, minor A, crack, demon au, idol verse, established relationship, pwp

Physcom @teawithkpop - OT7 x sex worker!reader

Not Allowed @whatifyoulivelikethat - MYG x Reader x Jungkook, real-time idolverse

The Accountant @avveh - JJK | one shot | 3.4k | Idol AU, hired to relieve his stress 😉 | S, PWP

Strings Attached @jimidol - JJK | one shot | 4.4k | Idol AU, Friends to Lovers, FWB AU | S, F

from ggukkiereads: completed fics + fichunting asks (will include asks that I’d recommend) + others in my drafts

Bands @xpeachesncream - JJK | Stripper!reader

There’s a section for IDOL AUs in this themed series ⭐

Lost & Found @alpacaparkaseok - PJM | soulmate AU where OC cut the red string of fate. ⭐this is angsty nice

Book of Soulmates @/alpacaparkseok - JJK | soulmate drabble that’s really cute

Just One Kiss @bangtsblossom - JJK | established relationship, one baking day (fluffy smutty)

Appetence @jiminimoon - JJK | canon-compliant, established relationship, smut (I think the scenario was after JPN tour)

Owned @7deadlysinsfics - JJK | secret relationship, interpreter!reader, pwp

Comfort Inn Ending @joonbird - JJK | break up au, exes au, themes of infidelity, prepare tissues!, but satisfying ending for each character⭐

Hidden Stars @jungblue - JJK x R x MYG |this is so nostalgic to me since this is a classic. funny thing is it never registered on me that it is an idol au because I was so focused on the relationships ⭐

Lost Stars @smoochkooks - JJK | childhood friends, fuckboy au ⭐

Angels and Airwaves @yeojaa - JJK | gamer!jk ⭐

Recrudescence @chimchimsauce - OT7 x supernatural ⭐

Baby, You’re Bad @forgottenpasta - yoongi x pregnant!reader x taehyung (yoongi as sperm donor)

Sugar High @yeojaa - JJK | series [16/16] | 33k | unrequited love, slow burn, childhood friends au, idol au | F

Plot Twist @kimnjss - KNJ | smau | Idol AU, Rapper AU, Rich Girl AU, Enemies to Lovers | A, S, F

Are You Going to Stay @hollyhomburg - JJK | fuckboy, soulmate au, bestfriends to lovers

Be my Baby by @kimnjss - MYG | social media au, angst, exes to lovers au, fluff, smut, idol au ⭐

Ghost Marriage @akinnie75- JJK | fantasy, idol au, kind of arranged marriage ⭐

Ripped Jeans @kookiesjoonies - JJK | idol!au x seeing him in ripped jeans 🥵

Bloom + Sequel @jamaisjoons - PJM | two shot | idolverse, hanahaki | A, F

Dead Roses @guksthighs - KNJ | drabble | idolverse, established rel (they’re like dating but no confessions of love), hanahaki | A, F

2 Years of Lost Time @kpopisthereasonihavenolife - JJK | one shot, 5.9k | strangers to bestfriends, idol!jk, hanahaki | A, F

The Fitting @noona-la-la-la - JJK | stylist!reader ⭐

Also try @cupofteaguk fics - they have great idol fics in their masterlist such as: ⭐ all too well (series) | the endless winter (soulmate pjm) | take my hand (amnesia) ⭐

Always in my Dreams @sunshinekims - KNJ | soulmate au, dream au ⭐this is so nice, I’ve forgotten that Namjoon is actually an Idol here. I was too focused on the soulmate/dreams part

Make Me Proud @moonscriptsx - Agust D, both idols (part of my daechwita fic recs)

Hobi’s girl @v-hope - post-concert; hobi noticed a fan

Tactile Amnesia @tayegi - MYG | accident

Through the Night @nightbts - JJK | stylist!reader, friends to lovers

I think my blogs are difficult to navigate now because tag search don’t yield all results (which I am currently fixing). But I hope you’ll find new favorites here! 💙💛💜

Enjoy and thank you for your kind message. Have a great day too!

#don't know if I classify this as my official fic rec list I sort of just pulled all titles from my reading lists and reblogs #EJ💙#anon #🌹 chats #bts fanfic #bts idol au #bts x reader #idol!jungkook #idol!yoongi #idol!namjoon #idol!hoseok #idol!jimin #idol!taehyung #idol!seokjin #sorry only one fic under seokjin though #bts fic recs #I guess?

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yeojaa · 4 years ago

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[ last updated : 28 january 2021 ]

i haven’t included every little drabble on this list since i fill a lot of random prompts/requests (i’ll probably rectify this one day...) but most of my writing can be found under the #work.zip tag. if you happen to enjoy my writing and want to support me, consider my ko-fi. 💖

ps. many of my works involve named!readers. each individual post will indicate whether this applies.

[ f ] fluff ; [ s ] smut ; [ a ] angst ; [ c ] crack ; [ sm ] social media

multi-part series / verses

up all night [ i, ii ] - bodegas stock snacks & joon [ f ] [ c ]

⤷ choke me, daddy - you ask joon for something new [ s ] ⤷ f-f-fun-sized - joon reaches where you can’t [ f ]

oneshots / drabbles

should be sad - you miss him when he’s on tour [ f ] [ a ]

⤷ the one for me - you don’t mean to eavesdrop but... [ f ]

piece by piece - falling in love happens like this [ f ]

check out the #rm.doc tag for all things joon.

multi-part series / verses

called a thousand times - late night phone calls [ a ]

⤷ no song without you - you just can’t quit him [ a ]

check out the #jin.doc tag for all things jin.

multi-part series / verses

not your fairytale - childhood friends to lovers [ f ] [ a ]

What do you do when you’ve called your wedding off but forgot to cancel your cake tastings? Why, you ask your brother’s grouchy best friend, of course.

⤷ my favourite clothes - yoongi comes to bed [ f ]

reading rainbow - meet cute [ f ]

oneshots / drabbles

sweet magnolias - s2l with bad first impressions [ f ] [ s ] [ a ]

written in the stars - yoongi is a man of few words [ f ]

check out the #suga.doc tag for all things yoongi.

multi-part series / verses

secret life of cats - meet cute [ f ]

⤷ best of me - a few of his favourite things [ f ] ⤷ wrapped up in you - he doesn’t like your new shampoo [ f ]

oneshots / drabbles

see nothing but you - unrequited love [ a ]

didn’t know me [ i, ii ] - you ask for his number [ f ]

check out the #jhope.doc tag for all things hobi.

oneshots / drabbles

love her, leave her - "i still love you” type of exes [ a ]

together, we’re screwed - idol!jimin falling in lust [ f ]

tell me i’m good - silk and gags and bondage, oh my! [ s ]

check out the #jimin.doc tag for all things chim.

multi-part series / verses

to the moon and back - strangers to lovers [ f ] [ s ] [ a ]

You use your one brain cell for love. It doesn’t always end well. ft. jjk.

oneshots / drabbles

one of those nights - kim taehyung is shameless [ f ] [ c ]

dear no one - marriage doesn’t equal happiness [ a ]

loved you better - he learns to love again [ f ] [ a ]

nine to five - coworkers turned... something? [ f ] [ s ] [ c ]

check out the #v.doc tag for all things tae.

multi-part series / verses

sugar high - best friends to lovers [ f ] [ a ]

You thought you’d known real love and maybe you had - it just wasn’t with who you thought.

⤷ sweet lullabies - best friends in love [ f ] [ s ] [ a ] ⤷ a whole new world - touring with bts [ f ] [ c ] [ sm ]

to the moon and back - strangers to lovers [ f ] [ s ] [ a ]

You use your one brain cell for love. It doesn’t always end well. ft. kth

angels & airwaves - gamer!kook [ f ] [ s ] [ c ]

Jeon Jungkook has a big fat crush on a girl he's never met.

ghost in my bed - rockstar!kook [ s ] [ a ]

Sometimes, hating someone is the only thing you can do.

devil in a new suit - jeon jungkook is a sucker [ f ] [ s ] [ a ]

Money’s something that makes the world go around. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with securing the bag. You don’t shame anyone for doing what they need to do.

That is, until you come face to face with the poor guy that’s being suckered out of both his heart and cash. You simply can’t let it go on.

finders keep hers [ i, ii, iii ] - idiots in luv denial [ f ] [ s ] [ a ]

⤷ bad habit [ i, ii ] - he doesn’t know what he’s done wrong [ a ] ⤷ build me, break me - this is how you love [ s ] [ a ]

love you like i love you [ i, ii, iii ] - messy exes [ f ] [ a ]

⤷ the good place - jeon jungkook is the devil [ s ] ⤷ be my baby - six years and counting [ f ]

"i love you” read: 6:45 - hella misunderstandings [ f ] [ c ]

⤷ shark week - you hate shark week but love jungkook [ f ] ⤷ who killed my girlfriend? - jk is sus [ f ] [ c ]

oneshots / drabbles

blame it on me [ i, ii, iii ] - car rides w your crush [ f ] [ c ]

dancing queen - jeon jungkook is a drunk idiot [ f ] [ c ]

can you see my heart? - soulmate!au [ f ]

take me down - don’t fall for your fwb [ f ] [ a ]

wrong direction - falling for the fuccboi [ f ] [ s ] [ c ]

the gatorade incident - kook handles hangovers poorly [ f ]

if it isn’t you - pacrim!au prologue [ a ]

nothing but a number - he just won’t leave you alone [ f ]

take a break - jeon jungkook is a sucker for you [ f ] [ s ]

in the night [ i, ii ] - assassin!kook aka jeon wick [ f ]

stages [ i, ii, iii ] - a handful of jungkook’s firsts [ f ]

she’s all that - you’re his popular girlfriend [ f ]

am i dreaming? - jungkook musters up the courage [ f ]

roseraie - hanahaki!au [ a ]

velveteen rabbit - bunny!jungkook [ f ] [ s ] [ a ]

never let you go - tattooist!jk [ f ] [ s ]

blue & grey - you want to be happier [ f ]

not today - lowkey in love fuck boy!jk [ a ]

feed me, fight me - boxer!jk [ f ] [ a ] [ s ]

holidating - best friends at christmas [ f ] [ s ] [ a ] [ c ]

stay gold - blond!jk is a menace [ f ] [ s ] [ c ]

come over [ i, ii ] - actual pwp [ s ]

check out the #jungkook.doc tag for all things JK.

#masterlist.zip #is my bias showing #ofc it is

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