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99liners · 2 years ago
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So i have this lame drabble kinda idea for nodus tollens. As u have mentioned before that jimin's mom n brother treat rei as their own daughter n sister respectively so imagine one day jimins brother was hugging rei Or kissing her forehead (uk brotherly affection) n jimin saw these n literally went ballistic n started punching his own brother then jimins family would see what n Douchebag their son is😂
opus nodus tollens, drabble number 1 / tatemae series 建前:
pairing: choreographer!park jimin x trophy!wife reader extra character(s): min shiza (liberosis) genre: fluff, smut, angst, marriage!au, age-gap!au (9 years). words: 1.863 warnings: jealousy, over possessive!pjm, unhealthy behaviour, toxic relationships, heated argument, manipulative behaviour, smexy times, missionary position, unprotected sex, mentions of orgasm (m). original one-shot: nodus tollens part of: tatemae; 建前 — a bts series a/n: i don't think i will be adding the punching thingy, i get that jimin is supposed to be this obsessive guy but that level of obsession that he punches his own brother would take away from his character. i hope you understand and enjoy the drabble!
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"i know what you want."
"what do you mean?"
"i know you want her like you have always wanted all my toys back when we were kids."
jimin had pulled aside his younger brother to the latter's room one fine evening.
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it has been six days since jimin and you flew down to busan to visit jimin's parents. they had been asking you both to come over ever since the wedding. back then, you had been busy with finishing college and jimin has always been one of the in-demand choreographers of the industry, so naturally there was no time to make the trip happen.
last month when you got laid off from the min-specter firm, it hit you badly. it had shaken you up in the worst way possible; you had stopped eating, you stopped talking to jimin, you did not reply to any of your ex-upperclassman-turned-ex-boss'-wife shiza's messages, you had not even stepped out of the house for weeks on end. most of the days, you did not even bother leaving the bed. you would be wearing the same house clothes and be slumped on the bed or at most, at the floor with your back supported by the bed. you still cannot believe that you were fired from your job; the job you had worked your ass off for. the internships, the training, the late-night studying — all of it turned to dust and swept away. and shiza? she was supposed to be like your older sister, she should have changed your boss' mind but all you get are empty apologies and how she is sad for you. nothing seemed to cheer you up and your husband was at his wit's end on exploring new to get you to even smile at him.
one day when he came back from work, he was surprised to see your ex-upperclassman, shiza. she was standing near the chair in the dining hall where you were sat. you looked like you had been crying.
"um, what's this? doll, is everything okay?"
you gave a curt nod, not meeting his eyes.
jimin turned to shiza, "mrs min i think it's best you lea-"
you cut him off, "no. she's okay."
jimin sighed, so she gets an okay but all he gets are nods and hums? he just wants his rei of sunshine (pun intended) back.
"jimin-ssi, if it's possible maybe you should take a trip with y/n, she needs some fresh air."
"ahha, only if this madam wants to go anywhere."
biting the inside of your cheeks, you mumbled, "i want to go out."
jimin's eyes flickered. wait so when he suggested going out for a vacation, you threw pillows at his face while proceeding to bury your face in the mattress and bellowing out noises like a dying whale but shiza eonnie mentions going on a trip once and you want to go now? what is this sorcery? jimin needs to learn this ninja technique.
a while later, shiza left when a black luxury car (jimin guesses it was a vintage rolls royce wraith) came around to pick her up.
your husband started collecting the dirty dishes and putting them in the sink when he heard your feeble voice.
"take me away before i lose myself," you mentioned, your eyes trained pointlessly at the floor while your arms came to wrap around themselves in a hug.
jimin almost dropped the porcelain plate to make his way to you, dropping to his knees as his hands brought down your hands in his, to rest on your lap.
"doll, i will take you anywhere you want. i just want you back as you were."
you sniffled down your tears and leaned over to hug him tightly, which your husband happily reciprocated.
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it was like you were born anew when jimin brought you to his childhood home. you have never known a family and now to have a father, a mother and a brother to call your own — it truly felt like a new life. every day you woke up, you got to have a mother's handmade breakfast made with love, you helped her out with the household chores, while in the evening the neighbourhood aunties would invite you over for cheesecake and coffee while they doted on you, mentioning how their jiminie got lucky to have you in his life.
it felt nice to be wanted, to be included in the mundane things in life and the days passed by normally, they didn't feel too long nor too short. it was all perfect. jiwon, jimin's younger brother would even take you on his motorcycle to mr park's cafe where mr park would proudly introduce you to his regular customers as his 'lawyer daughter-in-law'.
at first it started when mrs park forced you to go out and see the town around but then every evening you would leave with jiwon on his motorcycle while he showed you around. likewise, at first jimin did not much think about it, he usually was in charge of looking after the family business when he was home, so accounting took most of his time. plus, he was happy that you were exploring the places where he once grew up. it made him feel even closer to you when at night you would tell him about the places you saw, the sparkle in your eyes. you were just too adorable for his heart to take.
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"don't make a noise," jimin whispered near your ear before putting his hand over your mouth, stilling his lower body to a lull before hitting it home in an intense thrust, his pelvic area slapping against your cunny. the bedpost hit the wall with a thud while a groan died down in your throat.
jimin and jiwon's rooms are adjacent to each other and obviously, like two responsible adults, neither of you would ever want for the poor thing to have to hear anything inappropriate.
"fuuuck," you sighed against his palm while jimin continued his thrusts — bringing you over the edge while his length rummaged through your gummy walls, feeling every ridge, every bump in the hot cavern.
one particular hard thrust had you moaning loudly, a muffled one owing to jimin's hand but still the muffled noise was out in the air.
jimin brought his movements to a halt, "i don't think he heard it," he whispered, slowly moving his hips in a circular motion.
"i think he's asleep," you whispered back, the sentence broken in two parts owing to his slow actions. you winced at the leisurely pace.
"i can hear you jerks. loud and clear." jiwon's booming voice came through the walls.
jimin was really close to his release, he has been holding back all this time to not cause a commotion, "mm, might as well," his hips took up pace, creating a symphony of sinful noises.
you tried to stop him, your eyes going wide at the sudden pace. you were both in a state of pleasure and fear because your brother-in-law just said that he could already hear you guys even when you were whispering.
"he can hear us!" you reminded jimin, biting your lip hard to not let out moans, your legs closing around his waist.
his dominant hand got a hold of the headpost, wrapping around the wood to anchor himself for the thrusts as they grew sloppy; indicating his oncoming orgasm, "he already has."
"y'all are fucking disgusting! i am going to put bleach in my ears," jiwon yelled again before you both heard his bedroom door opening and closing, followed by footsteps hurrying downstairs.
"forget him, look at me," jimin's free hand came to hold your gaze at him, the edge of his palm supporting your chin while his fingers grazed your cheek. his thrusts slowed down again as he angled his hips to reach deeper angles.
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later the next day, you absolutely avoided jiwon, you were too embarrassed to even look in his direction.
in the evening while jimin and you were sat in the living room watching tv, jiwon walked over, "ahem, if you guys are not busy copulating like bunnies, do you want to go to our old high school? there is an annual sports festival going on," he offered. mind you, he was loving this because he gets to tease you at every sentence, every accidental eye contact.
you winced at the first sentence, "stop mentioning it. we are sorry."
jimin was sat beside you looking over some papers his father had just handed him, "speak for yourself, i am not sorry."
"of course," jiwon shook his head before turning to you, "for your information, you are so bad at trying to suppress any sound."
jimin raised an eyebrow at that, since when did you two become so close to talk about sex (of all topics) so openly. he understands that you two are closer in age, jiwon is a year older and doing his masters but it did not sound as innocent to him, "hey, be respectful."
"let's go," ignoring the teasing, you stood up, "i would love to see where this one used to go to school," you touched jimin's hair, giving it a slight ruffle.
he caught your hand and placed a kiss on it, "be safe and be back before 8, the streets get empty. i don't know what takes you both so long every night."
"yes yes, don't worry," jiwon exhaled casually before leaving with you.
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by the time jiwon and you came back, jiwon had his arm wrapped around you, hanging by your shoulder as you two laughed at some joke.
after dinner when mrs park took you away to show you old pictures, jimin pulled jiwon to the side.
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"whoa whoa, wait a second. di-did did you just compare your wife to toys?" jiwon's eyes went wide.
"well of course she is not a toy, that's the point i am trying to make. she is my wife."
"you just compared her to a toy! always knew you needed therapy."
"listen just keep your hands off her, i don't like this newfound intimacy between you two," jimin's hand was on jiwon's shoulder, his grip tightening with every word.
"are you joking right now? you are joking right? she's like my fucking sister. i have always wanted a sister because you are such an asshole and now i finally have someone whom i can call a sister so of course you have to ruin it."
jimin went quiet, maybe he took it all wrong. suddenly he was reminded that this was his brother, his blood. he knows his little brother, he believes in the values his parents taught them.
"hey, look it's you from when you were in your nappies," you had walked in jiwon's room looking for him. a photo album in your hand, you walked to the duo.
jiwon gave you a small smile as he turned his gaze to what you were pointing at.
jimin let a sigh, maybe his family is complete finally and there is nothing to worry about as he found himself smiling at you two.
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h0ly-guacamole-batman · 6 years ago
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Over on StoryScribes, an online community for writers and fans of the fantasy genre, the webmistress @heatherlly has started weekly drabble prompts based on the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows. 
Below the break is my submission for Week 1: Nodus Tollens: 
“The realization that the plot of your life doesn’t make sense to you anymore—that although you thought you were following the arc of the story, you keep finding yourself immersed in passages you don’t understand, that don’t even seem to belong in the same genre—which requires you to go back and reread the chapters you had originally skimmed to get to the good parts, only to learn that all along you were supposed to choose your own adventure.”
Summary: Jason is told Batman has a new Robin Author's Note: inspired by Red Hood: Lost Days #4. Dialogue is taken straight (or otherwise paraphrased) from the comic
When Jason first sits down with Talia that night, he doesn’t expect to be teased.
In his defense, it really isn’t his fault that all of the teachers she’d found for him were utter pieces of shit. One, a pedophile. Another, a human trafficker. And yet another, a murderer. Of course there’s a pattern: he’d learn from them, he'd discover their vices, and then he’d put them down. Permanently. What else could he do? Let the fuckers live? Leave their victims unavenged?
(Never again).
So, no, he doesn’t appreciate the implied comparison to Bruce, thanks. Nor does he appreciate the throwback to who he used to be to Bruce.
That isn’t who he is anymore.
(He’s better).
Perhaps the teasing is meant to prepare him. Maybe it’s to soften him. But when he first sits down with Talia that night, he has no reason to suspect.
And then she pulls out the manila envelope. He takes it from her without hesitation. Even before she finishes explaining, before she so much as mentions the name Gotham, Jason has removed the contents, and her words become a rush of white noise in his ears.
Before him is a ghost, all bright smiles and brighter colors, flitting like a bird in the shadows.
He recognizes the smile, the colors. He recognizes the form, the place. Because he’d been there. He’d smiled that smile and had worn those colors. He’d flown with those wings.
But this isn’t him. This is a stranger. An imposter.
Jason raises his gaze. “Who...who is he?”
“His name is Timothy Drake,” Talia says. “Robin.”
Robin. Jason stares back down at the boy wearing his suit, carrying his name, fighting alongside his—
“You alright?” Talia asks.
“Sure,” Jason says, and his voice sounds sluggish, fuzzy, as though he’s trying to speak underwater. “Why wouldn’t I be?”
This isn’t who I am anymore.
Somehow, he finds his way back to his motel room. He doesn’t remember changing or pinning the pictures on his wall, across from his bed. He doesn’t remember how long he sits and stares at the boy he once was, trying to feel anything but hollow and broken.
At some point, Jason rises. Crosses the room. Presses a hand against the wall, pictures splayed under his palm. He bows his head, shoulders quaking, eyes burning.
Robin smiles back at him, frozen in time.
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taecheeks · 6 years ago
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Annual Writing Self Evaluation 2018
I wasn’t tagged in this but I wanted to do it so here we go
ALL FICS MUST HAVE POSTED ON AO3 IN 2018
1. Number of stories (including drabbles) posted to AO3: 10
2. Word count posted for the year: 774,856 lakdjflkjfladklf
3. List of works published this year (in order of posting): (my wips are in order of when I last updated, not when I first posted)
Through Time I Found You (I feel like I posted this 9837473 years ago, I can’t believe it’s been less than a year since i posted my last ziam fic)
Enticing
play with me
Greedy
Wandering
media naranja
Kinktober ‘18
Maybe
Home For Christmas
Nodus Tollens
4. Fandoms I wrote for: One Direction/Zayn, BTS
5. Pairings: Liam Payne/Zayn Malik, Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung, Park Jimin/Min Yoongi, Park Jimin/Min Yoongi/Jung Hoseok, Kim Namjoon/Kim Seokjin, and Kinktober has multiple pairings.
6. Story with the most:
Kudos: Nodus Tollens and then media naranja (this one was the fastest to get kudos, so I’m adding it)
Bookmarks: the same ^^
Comments: Nodus Tollens and then Through Time I Found You
7. Work I’m most proud of (and why): Nodus Tollens because it’s a lot different than what I’m used to writing and it was very difficult plot wise and characterization wise, but I’m happy with the way it turned out. There’s things that need to be fixed because I kind of just wrote and let the plot develop itself, and I was sure people wouldn’t like the plot twists. I also love my characters, I’m so attached to them. It’s also my longest fic and I don’t feel as if it’s dragging on, so I’m happy about that.
Also, media naranja. I wrote this fic as a break from the angst in nodus tollens and I was attempting to write a crack fic, and just a stupid/dirty overall fic and I actually got really great feedback for it. It made me really happy write it and really happy to see it do well. 
I didn’t think Through Time I Found You was last year but since it was, I’m going to mention that one too. That was SO hard for me to write because of the dialogue and because it took place in the 18th century. But my writing really improved because of that fic (and my amazing beta for that fic). 
8. Work I’m least proud of (and why): None really. I post a lot of pwps that probably could be better, but there’s none I would say I’m not proud of. 
9. A favorite excerpt of your writing: ugh this is hard did you see the WC from this year kldjalkfjda. Here’s something from NT I was really excited to share:
“The new living room is a little off putting. Taehyung’s definition of homey means a little messy - his tattered couch a big eye sore in the middle of the room but after a few nights cuddling with Taehyung on it, he’s starting to fall in love with it.
Taehyung’s a little messy too, their relationship or whatever it can be called a little messy, but Jeongguk’s past the point of falling in love with it.”
And then here’s one from Wandering bc that fic is my baby and sope are platonic soulmate brothers and I need them to be happy and finish the story okay:
Admittedly, Yoongi has never understood the phrase “seeing red” when angered.
He understands now.
It is a volcano inside of him, moments away from erupting and destroying everything around him. The only thing keeping him from yelling at the group of people in the waiting room, who never fucking called him, and the doctors who waste his time, is Hoseok.
The shallow breathing doesn’t calm his anger, but it keeps the tremble in his limbs at bay. The flinch of Hoseok’s fingers against his own makes it difficult not to squeeze on tight in a hope of waking him up.
It is too difficult to look at him bandaged up, his face so swollen and bruised he is almost unrecognizable. So Yoongi rests his cheek on their clasped hands where he sits beside him and stares at the monitor instead. He’s thankful they took the breathing tube from him, it made it too difficult to look at him.
“Never thought I’d wake up next to that face.”
Yoongi rubs his sleep ridden eyes against the soft sheets. There is a slight quirk to Hoseok’s lips as he makes an attempt at squeezing Yoongi’s hand.
“Savor the moment, it won’t happen again,” Yoongi mumbles as he sits up. It is still difficult to look at him, but Hoseok doesn’t look his way either so he can divert his eyes for the time being. “Special circumstances.”
Hoseok attempts to laugh, but he ends up groaning instead. “Don’t make me laugh. I feel like a bucket of shit.”
“You look it,” says Yoongi, but the joke doesn’t feel genuine. He knows he should call the doctor, but there is a flicker of fear in his chest at the idea of leaving his side.
“What’s the damage?”
The doctors had told him the moment he stepped inside of the room, but Yoongi couldn’t focus on anything but the sight before him and the rage he felt at whoever did this.
“They broke your face. A um - in your stomach. Stitches, lots of stitches.”
A tightness takes over his throat and he swallows it down as he finally moves to the door to call the nurse. He can’t say it. Stabbed .
“I don’t remember much. It was dark. Nari, is she okay?”
Yoongi’s heart drops into his stomach as he sits by the bed again. “Your parents are out of state. But mine are here if you need them.”
This seems like a better thing to tell Hoseok, but it makes his chest ache.
Assholes, they always have been.
“I told them I was your brother so they would get off my ass.”
Hoseok snorts. “Idiots. You’re too ugly to be my brother.”
10. Share or describe a favorite review you received:
Ah, I received so many great reviews this year. I am quite lucky.  I think my favorite recently was the latest on Nodus Tollens, which says: “ WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK” x 3934 lmao
11. A time when writing was really, really hard: This year has been pretty good for writing. The last couple years, I’ve been struggling. But this year, not so much. There were times where the plot was a bit heavy and difficult and I couldn’t figure out how to get it to where I wanted, or I realized I messed up a timeline and I had to work around that, but overall, pretty good. 
12. A scene or character you wrote that surprised you: Um Sope in Wandering. Like, it was supposed to focus on the romantic ships in that fic but it focuses on the platonic ones more. And sope a lot. I really, really enjoy their relationship in that fic.
Also, Bobby in Nodus Tollens. He’s a minor character in the fic, but I also get a lot of feedback about it. He’s a, bad guy but with a tortured past so you feel for him and realize he’s not really a bad guy. That trope, I’m protective of him and I’m sad when I write his scenes.
13. How did you grow as a writer this year: Specifically? Not sure. I got better at commas lmao. I’ve tested myself and wrote things I hadn’t before. I went from really dark to comical stories, I wrote different kinks. I wrote characters as bad when they aren’t in real life, which I normally don’t like doing. I’m not usually a big fan of writing characters OOC, but I’ve gotten more comfortable if it’s appropriate for the story I’m writing. I put a lot of my own self into stories, I wrote about something very traumatic that happened to me in one - something that I haven’t even talked about really. 
14. How do you hope to grow next year: I can be a bit repetitive within my writing, I am working on this and I hope I improve. (Like for example, in the fic I’m about to post in a few days, I wrote JK saying he’s suffering and dying like 343 times lmao.) I also really suck at outlining and planning out fics in advance, which hasn’t been a huge issue but it’s offered me some roadblocks that I need to focus on bettering.
15. Who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc): Oh man, well I’ve read some really amazing fics and the writing was so beautiful that it offered me a lot of motivation. @strawberrysuga is always a huge support for me and my writing, even though ambra offers me like 9897 au ideas when I’m trying to focus on the 8979 ones I’ve already written. There’s a lot of people on twitter who come to me between updates and though I write for myself, seeing their feedback and their love and encouragement has been such a good influence on me. 
16. Anything from your real life show up in your writing this year: Oh yeah, every one of my fics has part of me in it whether it’s a character based on someone I know, or an event in my life. Wandering has a lot of it; the police scene, Taehyung hating cheese (me), it takes place in NE where I grew up. One of my fics has a scene based on me and my girlfriend. Umm so yeah a lot lol
17. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers: So, this year was a good year for me and I was nervous because I was in a new fandom. As much as I’ve done well, I’ve never really gotten negative comments on my fics before until this year. And none of them were about my writing or my storyline, but unnecessary/rude comments. Like someone didn’t like how often a side ship showed up. Things like that. They bothered me, not necessarily because I took it personal, but because I can’t believe people can be so rude and think it’s okay to be that way lol. I think this will always continue to happen, I think it’s best to ignore these comments and try to focus on the good ones. Because the bad ones stand out, but there were very few compared to the good ones - but the bad always stands out more than the good. And it’s important not to focus on the bad. 
18. Any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year: I’m actually writing a fic right now I’m very excited to post. It was supposed to be a ‘I’ve never kissed anyone, please teach me’ type fic, but it’s not quite that anymore haha. There’s a lot of frog references because Jungkook’s an animal biology major who loves amphibians lakjldfkjda 
19. Tag some writers whose answers you’d like to read: since I stole this, you can steal this from me and say I tagged you mwah
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99liners · 3 years ago
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writing check-point [25/06]:
upcoming:
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pairing: ceo!kim seokjin x female reader
genre: initial fluff, hurtful angst, eventual smut, arranged marriage!au, age-gap!au (12 years)
words: 6.080.
requests [that i have considered and wish to write]:
[’+’ indicates that i have merged two requests into one scenario]
nodus tollens:
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I am back on my Tatemae!dad!jimin agenda!! And now just imagine someone bullying his child. He’d turn into a papa jawbreaker from the usual baby mochi that he is otherwise. I am looking forward to when you start accepting requests for Drabble so I can ask this. 😂
I really really want tatemae drabbles with their babies I think nodus tollens situation would be quite amusing  in nodus tollens case he would constantly remind park boy(Its about time we should name him) that rei loves pjm more than him  n it would piss little park boy coz he is a kid after all which kid wants to know that their mommy doesn't love them the most  so he would always try to take away Reis attention from pjm would ask rei who she loves the most n rei would obviously choose park boy, n would throw n evil smirk at his dad , would come every night to sleep between them n cuddle rei n pjm would be stuck coz he loves his boy to the moon n back n wants to spoil him very much but now he wants to spank him for stealing rei from him n would think back to the day when he thought of making rei pregnant coz he thought she didint love him anymore or was bored off him n would just sigh 😂😂 n I don't think he would even think of having another child coz I don't see him sharing rei with more than 1 person 
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99liners · 3 years ago
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Ohh the yandere alphabets r back
I wanted to ask
H,N,O and Z of all members
I'm sry if I'm asking too many
I had missed you all these days good to know u r active again hope to have more amazing posts from u like always 💖💖
awww, i missed you guys too <333
i know that all the tatemae men are not yandere but for the purposes of this ask, we shall assume so.
[this ask is part of the yandere alphabet prompt list.]
kaiho:
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Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them? — already answered here.
Naughty: How would they punish their darling? — already answered here.
Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling? — already answered here.
Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?
would he? oh lord, he would took so much joy while breaking his darling, if and when, he shall be required to do so. it will have to be one of those rare moments where he is beyond just angry, like the drabble no. 1. he enjoys seeing that fear in people’s eyes, it gives him a sense of thrill. like breaking the criminals for confessions. 
enouement:
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Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?
any situation where his reputation is at stake or she tries to leave him thinking that it will teach him a lesson. if his darling ever gets it in her cute little brain that she can just waltz out of his life and make him the topic for tabloids, lol, she is in for a ride because kth has no moral qualms. mans would legit out her about the miscarriage row and will make sure she gets arrested for the same. would visit her in prison just to laugh at her. will give her the ultimatum — beg on your knees for forgiveness or spend your conviction in prison.
Naughty: How would they punish their darling?
he is not the punishing type, he is the patroniser. always there to patronise the shit out of his darling which drives her crazy to literally no ends.
Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?
right to a job because he needs to feel that superiority.
Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?
hasn’t he already, though? i mean, his darling still holding on to the last functional braincell is another topic but kth loves chasing the high of breaking a person’s sense of self-dignity and respect! 
nodus tollens:
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Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?
you want to cross pjm? he will get physical. reminds me of this. he is really not above using physical violence to keep his darling in line. he will break her just enough where she is holding on to her last atom of sanity and then coo over her wounds and scars, 10/10 aftercare and lavish treatment to bring her back. this will serve as reminder to not cross him in the future.
Naughty: How would they punish their darling?
again, his darling is too precious to pjm so he would not break her but would definitely use physical violence, emotional manipulation, emotional blackmail to keep her in line.
Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?
right to personal space because his ass ain’t leaving his darling’s side.
Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?
contrary to what many readers may believe, pjm would actually not break his darling. he considers his darling to be far too precious to just break, not after he has spent so much of his energy, time and efforts to groom her into his perfect doll. nah, sign him out. he cannot let his hard work go into vain.
adronitis:
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Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them? — already answered here.
Naughty: How would they punish their darling? — already answered here.
Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling? — already answered here.
Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?
no, knj would not break his darling, either. he values the individuality of his darling deeply and it is one of the things that makes him fall in love with her over and over again.
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Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?
the realization that jhs and his family are grooming their son, hyuk, on the exact some steps as were pre-decided for every jung successor. jhs promised his darling that their son would never be too much involved in the family politics but with passing day, that promise starts to sound like a bunch of lies.
Naughty: How would they punish their darling? — already answered here.
Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?
right to job, right to portray herself as she wants because she now holds the title of mrs. jung so she has to uphold that title.
Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?
a bit unusual for jhs’ characteristic but he would consider breaking his darling if the circumstances present themselves so. it will be a very difficult decision but he would still rather break his darling over coming up with other ways to get past such circumstances.
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Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?
wasn’t it the one where he burned his darling’s deceased mom’s wedding dress? i mean, i cannot think of another traumatic experience more traumatising than this.
Naughty: How would they punish their darling?
the myg classic is taking away the right to free movement. would go to some measures to make sure his darling is isolated too. no connection to the real world except for him, and he is not even home for the better part of the day.
Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?
right to act on her moral sense, of course. right to have kids.
Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?
myg is smart, he knows he cannot break his darling. his darling has too high a self-esteem and he admires her for that. he can do everything he wants and his darling will still emerge as a person who will stand their ground so myg will not really consider this option even in an emergency.
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preach!!! none of my anons can ever be lame ✨
So i have this lame drabble kinda idea for nodus tollens. As u have mentioned before that jimin's mom n brother treat rei as their own daughter n sister respectively so imagine one day jimins brother was hugging rei Or kissing her forehead (uk brotherly affection) n jimin saw these n literally went ballistic n started punching his own brother then jimins family would see what n Douchebag their son is😂
opus nodus tollens, drabble number 1 / tatemae series 建前:
pairing: choreographer!park jimin x trophy!wife reader extra character(s): min shiza (liberosis) genre: fluff, smut, angst, marriage!au, age-gap!au (9 years). words: 1.863 warnings: jealousy, over possessive!pjm, unhealthy behaviour, toxic relationships, heated argument, manipulative behaviour, smexy times, missionary position, unprotected sex, mentions of orgasm (m). original one-shot: nodus tollens part of: tatemae; 建前 — a bts series a/n: i don't think i will be adding the punching thingy, i get that jimin is supposed to be this obsessive guy but that level of obsession that he punches his own brother would take away from his character. i hope you understand and enjoy the drabble!
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"i know what you want."
"what do you mean?"
"i know you want her like you have always wanted all my toys back when we were kids."
jimin had pulled aside his younger brother to the latter's room one fine evening.
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it has been six days since jimin and you flew down to busan to visit jimin's parents. they had been asking you both to come over ever since the wedding. back then, you had been busy with finishing college and jimin has always been one of the in-demand choreographers of the industry, so naturally there was no time to make the trip happen.
last month when you got laid off from the min-specter firm, it hit you badly. it had shaken you up in the worst way possible; you had stopped eating, you stopped talking to jimin, you did not reply to any of your ex-upperclassman-turned-ex-boss'-wife shiza's messages, you had not even stepped out of the house for weeks on end. most of the days, you did not even bother leaving the bed. you would be wearing the same house clothes and be slumped on the bed or at most, at the floor with your back supported by the bed. you still cannot believe that you were fired from your job; the job you had worked your ass off for. the internships, the training, the late-night studying — all of it turned to dust and swept away. and shiza? she was supposed to be like your older sister, she should have changed your boss' mind but all you get are empty apologies and how she is sad for you. nothing seemed to cheer you up and your husband was at his wit's end on exploring new to get you to even smile at him.
one day when he came back from work, he was surprised to see your ex-upperclassman, shiza. she was standing near the chair in the dining hall where you were sat. you looked like you had been crying.
"um, what's this? doll, is everything okay?"
you gave a curt nod, not meeting his eyes.
jimin turned to shiza, "mrs min i think it's best you lea-"
you cut him off, "no. she's okay."
jimin sighed, so she gets an okay but all he gets are nods and hums? he just wants his rei of sunshine (pun intended) back.
"jimin-ssi, if it's possible maybe you should take a trip with y/n, she needs some fresh air."
"ahha, only if this madam wants to go anywhere."
biting the inside of your cheeks, you mumbled, "i want to go out."
jimin's eyes flickered. wait so when he suggested going out for a vacation, you threw pillows at his face while proceeding to bury your face in the mattress and bellowing out noises like a dying whale but shiza eonnie mentions going on a trip once and you want to go now? what is this sorcery? jimin needs to learn this ninja technique.
a while later, shiza left when a black luxury car (jimin guesses it was a vintage rolls royce wraith) came around to pick her up.
your husband started collecting the dirty dishes and putting them in the sink when he heard your feeble voice.
"take me away before i lose myself," you mentioned, your eyes trained pointlessly at the floor while your arms came to wrap around themselves in a hug.
jimin almost dropped the porcelain plate to make his way to you, dropping to his knees as his hands brought down your hands in his, to rest on your lap.
"doll, i will take you anywhere you want. i just want you back as you were."
you sniffled down your tears and leaned over to hug him tightly, which your husband happily reciprocated.
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it was like you were born anew when jimin brought you to his childhood home. you have never known a family and now to have a father, a mother and a brother to call your own — it truly felt like a new life. every day you woke up, you got to have a mother's handmade breakfast made with love, you helped her out with the household chores, while in the evening the neighbourhood aunties would invite you over for cheesecake and coffee while they doted on you, mentioning how their jiminie got lucky to have you in his life.
it felt nice to be wanted, to be included in the mundane things in life and the days passed by normally, they didn't feel too long nor too short. it was all perfect. jiwon, jimin's younger brother would even take you on his motorcycle to mr park's cafe where mr park would proudly introduce you to his regular customers as his 'lawyer daughter-in-law'.
at first it started when mrs park forced you to go out and see the town around but then every evening you would leave with jiwon on his motorcycle while he showed you around. likewise, at first jimin did not much think about it, he usually was in charge of looking after the family business when he was home, so accounting took most of his time. plus, he was happy that you were exploring the places where he once grew up. it made him feel even closer to you when at night you would tell him about the places you saw, the sparkle in your eyes. you were just too adorable for his heart to take.
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"don't make a noise," jimin whispered near your ear before putting his hand over your mouth, stilling his lower body to a lull before hitting it home in an intense thrust, his pelvic area slapping against your cunny. the bedpost hit the wall with a thud while a groan died down in your throat.
jimin and jiwon's rooms are adjacent to each other and obviously, like two responsible adults, neither of you would ever want for the poor thing to have to hear anything inappropriate.
"fuuuck," you sighed against his palm while jimin continued his thrusts — bringing you over the edge while his length rummaged through your gummy walls, feeling every ridge, every bump in the hot cavern.
one particular hard thrust had you moaning loudly, a muffled one owing to jimin's hand but still the muffled noise was out in the air.
jimin brought his movements to a halt, "i don't think he heard it," he whispered, slowly moving his hips in a circular motion.
"i think he's asleep," you whispered back, the sentence broken in two parts owing to his slow actions. you winced at the leisurely pace.
"i can hear you jerks. loud and clear." jiwon's booming voice came through the walls.
jimin was really close to his release, he has been holding back all this time to not cause a commotion, "mm, might as well," his hips took up pace, creating a symphony of sinful noises.
you tried to stop him, your eyes going wide at the sudden pace. you were both in a state of pleasure and fear because your brother-in-law just said that he could already hear you guys even when you were whispering.
"he can hear us!" you reminded jimin, biting your lip hard to not let out moans, your legs closing around his waist.
his dominant hand got a hold of the headpost, wrapping around the wood to anchor himself for the thrusts as they grew sloppy; indicating his oncoming orgasm, "he already has."
"y'all are fucking disgusting! i am going to put bleach in my ears," jiwon yelled again before you both heard his bedroom door opening and closing, followed by footsteps hurrying downstairs.
"forget him, look at me," jimin's free hand came to hold your gaze at him, the edge of his palm supporting your chin while his fingers grazed your cheek. his thrusts slowed down again as he angled his hips to reach deeper angles.
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later the next day, you absolutely avoided jiwon, you were too embarrassed to even look in his direction.
in the evening while jimin and you were sat in the living room watching tv, jiwon walked over, "ahem, if you guys are not busy copulating like bunnies, do you want to go to our old high school? there is an annual sports festival going on," he offered. mind you, he was loving this because he gets to tease you at every sentence, every accidental eye contact.
you winced at the first sentence, "stop mentioning it. we are sorry."
jimin was sat beside you looking over some papers his father had just handed him, "speak for yourself, i am not sorry."
"of course," jiwon shook his head before turning to you, "for your information, you are so bad at trying to suppress any sound."
jimin raised an eyebrow at that, since when did you two become so close to talk about sex (of all topics) so openly. he understands that you two are closer in age, jiwon is a year older and doing his masters but it did not sound as innocent to him, "hey, be respectful."
"let's go," ignoring the teasing, you stood up, "i would love to see where this one used to go to school," you touched jimin's hair, giving it a slight ruffle.
he caught your hand and placed a kiss on it, "be safe and be back before 8, the streets get empty. i don't know what takes you both so long every night."
"yes yes, don't worry," jiwon exhaled casually before leaving with you.
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by the time jiwon and you came back, jiwon had his arm wrapped around you, hanging by your shoulder as you two laughed at some joke.
after dinner when mrs park took you away to show you old pictures, jimin pulled jiwon to the side.
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"whoa whoa, wait a second. di-did did you just compare your wife to toys?" jiwon's eyes went wide.
"well of course she is not a toy, that's the point i am trying to make. she is my wife."
"you just compared her to a toy! always knew you needed therapy."
"listen just keep your hands off her, i don't like this newfound intimacy between you two," jimin's hand was on jiwon's shoulder, his grip tightening with every word.
"are you joking right now? you are joking right? she's like my fucking sister. i have always wanted a sister because you are such an asshole and now i finally have someone whom i can call a sister so of course you have to ruin it."
jimin went quiet, maybe he took it all wrong. suddenly he was reminded that this was his brother, his blood. he knows his little brother, he believes in the values his parents taught them.
"hey, look it's you from when you were in your nappies," you had walked in jiwon's room looking for him. a photo album in your hand, you walked to the duo.
jiwon gave you a small smile as he turned his gaze to what you were pointing at.
jimin let a sigh, maybe his family is complete finally and there is nothing to worry about as he found himself smiling at you two.
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