#untitled neighbours au

[stonelions]

smooching...

[rms-expensive-girl]

JUNGKOOK LIBRARY

PARENTS AU

Inevitable by @ahundredtimesover

CHEATING AU/INFIDELITY AU

I surrender by @krreader

Stoic by @blue-jade

Not the only one by @mono-moonchilds 

Golden by @kingsuckjin

Bow to you by @flowerwrites06

CEO AU

Untitled by @to-star-lake

ENEMIES TO?????

The wedding planners by @gukyi

OREOs... and Electroshock Couples Therapy by @ladyartemesia

Dextrocardia by @jeonstudios

Clash by @matchagator

FRIENDS TO????

Pen pals by @gukyi

Liability by @alexlwrites

Falling skies by @fortunexkookie

No such thing by @ganggangscenarios

ZOMBIE/ALIEN AU

Wanted by @jincherie

Flesh and blood by @kinktae

FRATBOY/FUCKBOY AU

Night after night by @brown-bi-beautiful

Bitchin by @kinktae

After midnight by @gyukult

New rules by @tayegi

TIME TRAVEL? FUTURE? ALT REALITY

Sweet Apple Biscuit by @rosaetae

BROTHERS BEST FRIEND

My love is here by @solemnreads

FAKE DATING AU

To All The Men I’ve Fucked Before by @hisunshiine

The millionaire and his lover by @gukyi

The proposal by @hansolmates

Blush by @jhsbrat

Here comes the bride, all dressed in pride by @hansolmates

MAFIA/GANG AU

Neon lights by @sunnebeam

Cruel intentions by @explicit-tae

Trigger Happy by @cosmostae

MARRIED/ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP

Bloody hell by @personasintro

This love by @daegustae

You're leaving me

EXES TO???

Way back home by @solemnreads (Parents AU)

Guilty Pleasures by @kookslastbutton

DEMON/ANGEL/DEVIL

Deal by @jeonstudios

SPIDERKOOK

Entangled by @caelesjjk

Please Don't Go by @httpjungkookcom

Tangled Webs by @ughseoks-main

Swinging by a fine line by @hongcherry

Devoted to trouble by @jeonsweetpea

ROYALTY

Primrose by @mingshits

One year, my love by @hayjeon

Silver Blades by @jooniyah

Dynasty by @jimlingss

August by @cutechim

Duty before love @blue-jade

SUPERHERO/SUPERVILLAIN

Red and Gold by @thedefinitionofbts

Banter by @littlemisskookie

Bicker by @littlemisskookie

THREESOME

In the dark by @jksangelic

Floored by @lavienjin

NEIGHBOURS

The underwear thief by @gukyi

????

Tethered by @13lov

Polarity by @darkestcorners

Where Do Broken Hearts Go by @back2bluesidex 

[ham1lton]

masterlist ♡

any requested works have a ♥︎ besides them and any works containing sexual content have a 18+ mark besides them <3

one shots/smau ♡

wrong number - charles leclerc smau. ↴

-> the one where y/n gets a new phone and tries to text her auntie… only her auntie is not the other one at the end of the phone.

her silly rabbit - lando norris smau. ♥︎ ↴

-> just lando being the most supportive wag ever to his gymnast gf. bare minimum fr.

manifest it! - logan sargeant smau. ♥︎ ↴

-> logan manifesting a relationship with the girl of his dreams. the incredibly gorgeous, talented and famous you. at least you can’t say he doesn’t aim high.

i fell for you - lando norris smau. ♥︎ ↴

-> after being injured in a hit and run in a grocery store with a trolley, lando swears he’s found the one. oscar thinks it’s just the concussion talking.

mysterious girl. - lewis hamilton smau. ♥︎ ↴

-> lewis has just released that he’s just gotten married and the whole world is scrambling to find out who his secret wife is. spoiler alert! it’s you.

i’m with the band - lando norris smau. ♥︎ ↴

-> pop band CHANGE! has just released their anticipated third album; however, fans notice that the songs seem to tell an unsavoury story….

hungry eyes - carlos sainz jr smau. ♥︎ ↴

-> carlos’ post-race interview goes viral and not necessarily for the reasons one would think….

glue song - oscar piastri smau. ↴

-> after looking at some old photo albums, you stumble across an old photograph of your first love. you post it online and internet sleuths attempt to track him down.

good old fashioned lover boy! - lando norris smau. ♥︎ ↴

-> lando is in love. his girlfriend is the perfect girl in every way possible, except for one thing: she’s a pescatarian, and lando hates fish.

semi charmed kinda life! - jenson button smau. [18+] ♥︎ ↴

-> simple story. girl meets boy. boy is her older brother’s best friend. boy is off limits. then boy sees her all sweaty post race. you know the rest.

just a normal girl - charles leclerc smau. ♥︎ ↴

-> just a normal girl is a stand-up netflix comedy special performed by actress and comedienne y/n l/n in which she discusses her childhood, her horrible first meeting with her boyfriend and being a twenty something in london.

don’t trust the bitch in apt 33!- max verstappen smau ♥︎ ↴

-> your new apartment in monaco is amazing. it’s close to your friends, family and work, it has incredible amenities and your neighbours for the most part seem kind. the only issue is your upstairs neighbour, who games all night and sleeps all day, and is insufferably loud while doing it.

if we were a movie - charles leclerc smau ♥︎ ↴

-> need for speed, out in cinemas feb 31st 2026, follows emma, a coffee shop owner, who falls in love with christopher, a formula one driver. the film's marketing manager decides to take you and your co-stars to the next f1 race where you meet the original inspiration for christopher and maybe, find a love story of your own.

homewrecker! - oscar piastri smau. ↴

-> it is common knowledge that you’ve had an anonymous long time boyfriend since your school days. so when oscar piastri starts flirting with you in your comment section, no one seems to care. that is until you start flirting back.

the winner takes it all! - oscar piastri smau ♥︎ ↴

-> when your boyfriend wins his maiden grand prix, you’ve got to show up for him. that proves difficult when no one believes he’s dating you.

untitled lewis hamilton smut. [18+] ♥︎ ↴

-> does an orgasm help with migraines? lewis finds out!

good luck, babe! - charles leclerc smau/written ♥︎ ↴

-> friendships don’t always survive, you and charles would know.

the princess diaries! - charles leclerc smau/written au ↴

-> it’s one thing finding out you’re the crown princess of a small country. it’s another thing to figure it all out while ignoring the totally hot monegasque ambassador.

nasty girl! - oscar piastri x reader smau ↴

-> slut, whore, bitch - all the words that have been used to describe famous party girl yn yln. so when you show up to the grid with a shiny diamond ring on your hand, people are trying to figure out just who would choose you.

multi posts ♡

— random boyfriend texts w/ charles/oscar/lando/carlos.

— drunk texts ♥︎ w/ charles/oscar/carlos/lewis/mick/max.

— texting him ‘she’s busy bro’ w/ max/carlos/charles/daniel/oscar/logan/lewis/lando.

— wet dreamz w/ seb/lewis/fernando/jenson/nico. 18+.

— morning/night texts ♥︎ w/ oscar/logan/mick.

— vroom vroom! ♥︎ w/ lando/carlos/charles.

— suga mama. w/ lando/lewis/oscar/mick/max/charles.

— pretty girl rock! w/ lando/lewis/max/charles/oscar/carlos.

series ♡

diva anthems - hiatus. ↴

-> a list of short smau/one shots based on some of my favourite songs.

dream girl universe - lewis hamilton/jude bellingham/lando norris/max verstappen/oscar piastri smau ♥︎↴

-> being the personal assistant of sir lewis hamilton has been the highlight of your career so far, even when he has you fetching organic vegan dog food for roscoe at six in the morning. but that was to be expected, what wasn’t expected was a certain athlete taking an interest in you.

nepo sister universe - ongoing. - lando norris smau. ♥︎↴

-> two time f1 world champion. face of multiple different famous companies. part-time bassist, part-time model, and full time older sister to you. your older sister breaks barriers every time she breathes and you’re coming along for the ride.

— featuring. charles leclerc x fellow driver’s bff!reader.

maneater - ongoing - f1!female driver x grid (platonic) ↴

-> what if you were the first female driver in formula one?

summer lovin’ - ongoing - interactive logan sargeant x oscar piastri smau. ↴

-> after their rookie season, in a bid to repair their friendship, the two drivers decide to take their new paycheques and go explore the sun, sea and sands of greece. what they didn’t anticipate was to bump into you.

raceway retail - collab project - ongoing - multi ↴

-> an alternate universe where instead of the guys being formula one drivers, they work in a shopping centre/mall. one in which which you frequent often.

follower’s celebrations - ongoing/on hiatus - multi ♥︎ ↴

-> a bunch of smaus requested by my followers as a celebration for hitting 500! — masterlist.

-> a bunch of fics requested by my followers as a celebration for hitting 2k! — masterlist.

drabble masterlist - complete - multi ♥︎ ↴

-> random prompts that were requested!

[jksarchives]

❒ broken happy ever after

angst, light fluff | 6k

❒ counterfeit feelings

angst | 4k

❒ 10 years

angst | 7.2k

❒ mic drop

rapper yoongi, smut, angst, fluff | 29k

❒ because of me

idol yoongi, established relationship, angst | 3.7k

❒ back-burner

sister's best friend, f2l, angst, slow burn, smut, fluff | ?

❒ punch-drunk

boxer yoongi, smut, angst | 33k

❒ for the night

smut, fluff, light angst | 11.6k

❒ untitled

smut | ?

❒ we don’t talk together

angst, hurt/comfort | 2.8k

❒ adrift

angst, slight smut, f2l | ?

❒ till the end of the line

angst | 11k

❒ the early shift

e2l, smut, angst, fluff | series

❐ love language

angst, smut, fluff | 5.3k

❐ yoongi fingering you til you squirt

smut, pwp | 4.8k

❐ what do you look like when you lie?

angst | 7.7k

❐ fail-safe

angst, light fluff | series

❐ interlude

fluff, angst, smut, idol au | series

❒ for the night

smut, angst | 4.3k

❒ bad guy

smut | 2.7k

❐ change

smut, angst, fluff, werewolf au | 16k

❒ me and your mama

smut, fluff | 3.6k

❒ lover to lean on

neighbours, smut, fluff, angst | 20k

❒ believe it

friends to enemies to lovers, fluff, angst, smut | 28.7k

❒ everybody loves somebody

angst, smut, unrequited love | 11.7k

❐ blooming days

fluff, smut, humour, angst | 15.3k

❐ the very last thing i decide

angst, assassin au | 12k

❐ heartburn

angst | series

❐ let’s get quizzical

f2l, angst, smut, fluff | 28.6k

❒ these things take time

angst, light smut | 16.5k

❒ the dying of the light

paranormal, angst | 5.3k

❒ seven seas

fluff, angst, smut | 25.5k

❒ moonlight

established relationship, smut, fluff | 6.8k

❐ one last time

smut | ?

❐ loving you is all i know

angst, guardian angel au | 19k

★࿐‧₊˚

[pinkcottonlatte]

ＳＯＯＢＩＮᵳᵢ𝓬 ᵣₑ𝓬ₛ

⦾ Ｓｅｒｉｅｓ

⁃ in between by @crystalsoobin (on going, smau, fake dating trope, university au, romance, crack, swearing)

⁃ here I come by @ijhyo (complete, college au, mystery, thriller, escape room, angst, horror, humour, swearing , injuries, character death, mentions of blood , stabbing, knives)

⁃ Lover = Lo$er by @wildernessuntothemselves (complete, sub!soobin, dom!reader, foodplay, mommy kink, breeding kink)

⁃ such a brat by @bb-eilish (complete, student!soobin, Blowjob, face fucking, kissing, swearing, dirty talk, pet names, Dom!Soobin, Sub!Reader, slight nipple play, creampie, cum eating)

⁃ a taste of something new by @jjunis (complete, smau with written chapters, fluff, angst, fake dating, strangers to friends to lovers, swearing, suggestive parts, mentions of sex)

⁃ best friends by @yeppeudau (on going, high school au, enemies to lovers, fake dating, smau+written, fluff, crack, angst, slow-burn)

⁃ lonely hearts by @beom1e (complete, ot5, mostly Choi line, humour, fluff, angst band! txt, cursing, talk of death/killing, details of kissing, use of magic)

⁃ the naked neighbour by @ah-ga-seven (complete, Smut, Comedy, Fluff, lighthearted Angst)

⦾ Ｏｎｅ ｓｈｏｔｓ

⁃ oblivious by @rosewould (friends to lovers, smut, fluff)

⁃ slut by @rosewould (angst & smut, non-idol au)

⁃ bunny!soobin x fox!reader by @hyewka (sub!soobin on top, softdom!reader, overstim, pet names, titty sucking, size kink, breeding kink, insecure soob + praise kink, established relationship, dry humping, possessive soobin)

⁃ all one shots of @cheolhub

⁃ why’d you only call me when you’re high? by @yvesjun (fluff, angst, college!au, friends to lovers, stoner!au)

⁃ perv!soobin by @wildernessuntothemselves (nipple sucking, humping)

⁃ bunny!hybrid soobin by @wildernessuntothemselves (bunny hybrid!soobin, puma hybrid!reader, dom!reader, sub!soobin)

⁃ glasses by @bb-eilish (dry humping, kissing, curse words, unprotected sex, established relationship, dirty talk, pet names, slight cum eating, dom/sub themes, slight edging)

⁃ jealous!soobin by @bb-eilish (dom!soobin/sub!reader, slapping, face fucking, bj, dirty talk, pet names, degradation, jealousy, fluffy ending)

⁃ rough night with soobin by @gyuubear (dacryphilia, unprotected sex, rough sex, handcuffs, sadism, explicit language, spit kink, dirty talk, choking kink, dom!soobin)

⁃ 11:38 pm by @loveliestfelix (angst)

⁃ somewhere only we know by @loveliestfelix (fluff,angst)

⁃ what the body wants by @koqabear (sci-fi au, Smuggling and many more illegal activities, mentions of food, discrimination against humans, human trafficking, freeze branding, mentions of sex work/ free use workers, brief scene of assault, mentions of needles, drugging, forced/ accidental bond, tentacles, aphrodisiacs, possessiveness)

⁃ my life in your hands by @koqabear (enemies au, smut, mentions of alcohol, guns, death, violence, blood, injuries, pet names)

⁃ all fics of @bugsbinnie

⁃ no peace by @yeonjunsbxtch (exes to lovers, angst, smut, slight fluff, Breakups, heartache, passionate sex, dry humping, kissing, overstimulation, swear words, pet names, alcohol consumption, unprotective sex, mental health, slight restraint, cockwarming)

⁃ alone time by @chyjunnie (smut, masturbation)

⁃ missed your touch by @02chois (exes to lovers, porn with plot, profanity, light size kink, soft dom! soobin, sub! reader, usage of pet names)

⁃ Untitled by @vvaebae (smut)

⁃ Jealous! Soobin by @lovesick-mind (smut)

⁃ Good boy~ by @slumberdreams (porn w/o plot, reader has tits, use of sex toys, kissing, edging, blowjob, grinding, clit stimulation, teasing, cum, breast/milk kink, pet names, mommy kink, praising)

⁃ a normal October night by @beomeli (non idol!soobin, Angst, unrequited love, heartbreak)

⁃ Untitled (baby fever) by @hyukasmiles (NSFW // breeding kink // mating press)

[oldjws]

— JUNGWON FIC RECS . last updated — 28 NOV 23

; MI'S NOTE! all fics linked are sfw! all written works are relatively long (>3k). regularly updated.

EN- FIC RECS MASTERLIST

SMAUS

kindred – @thatfeelinwhenyou ↳ high school au, inspired by 'our beloved summer', enemies to lovers, on-going

snap! i'm in love – @jaeminri ↳ high school au, stuco-pres!jungwon, on-going

talk – @shuveri ↳ high school au (again), strangers to lovers complete

all clear! – @amakumos ↳ college au, badminton team rivals, complete

on thin ice – @wonlovie ↳ hockey player!jungwon, ex-figure skater!reader, on-going

NEW! cool with you – @loviwonnie ↳ high school au, one-sided enemies to lovers, dance team leader!r, basketball player!jw, on-going

NEW! one favor – @latriii ↳ idol au, high school au, childhood bffs to lovers, short smau, complete

WRITTEN WORKS

lost cause – @yeongwonie ↳ ONE-SHOT – 8.5k words, highschool au, (previous) friends to lovers

attention, please! – @eeunoia ↳ ONE-SHOT – 9k words, rugby team captain!jungwon, enemies to lovers

in my head – @nwjws (shameless self-promo) ↳ ONE-SHOT – 12.9k words, modern hogwarts au, ravenclaw!headboy!jungwon, slytherin!headgirl!reader

you belong with me – @jaylver ↳ ONE-SHOT – 3.4k words, childhood bffs to lovers, boy next door!jungwon, athlete!jungwon

dear diary, i hate jungwon – @4xiaojun ↳ ONE-SHOT – 18.2k words, high school au, enemies to lovers, neighbour!jungwon, rich kid!jungwon

x – @iuwon ↳ ONE-SHOT (ish?) – 28.5k words, ex!jungwon, HELLA angst (like full hurt no comfort)

NEW! untitled – @fqirysim ↳ ONE-SHOT – 7.2k words, childhood bffs to lovers, angst, exes to lovers, boy next door!jungwon

[katyobsesses]

~ WIP Wednesday ~

I'm completely obsessed with my current WIP, a Modern Bridgerton AU! I'm roughly planning to have a story for each Bridgerton sibling, with some of them intertwining. I'm currently writing a rough outline of each story, vaguely following the show (and sometimes incorporating book stuff that might fit) but making it, obviously, modern. So Saphne are going to be a Fake Dating story (I'm thinking actors in a PR relationship) Kanthony are Enimies to Lovers (maybe rival Lawyers? I'm not too sure yet) and Polin are obviously Friends to Lovers! And it is part of the Polin Story (as yet untitled) that I'll be sharing today, because I started re-writing the Carriage Scene and couldn't stop (though I have yet to write the actual smut) and I am incredibly proud of what I have so far

Modern Bridgerton AU - Untitled Polin Story - "Carriage" scene

“Pen, wait!” Colin called as Penelope ran up the staircase, her curls flying behind her and the skirt of her dress fluttering around her legs.

“Not now, Colin,” She responded, slowing slightly as she got to the landing, stopping and taking a heaving breath that turned into a sob she quickly swallowed back.

“Penelope,” Colin whispered, slowly walking up the stairs towards her.

“I don't want to talk, Colin,” She said, her back still to him, and he watched as she straightened, taking a deep stuttering breath and slowly letting it loose. Her sniffles filled the hall, mingling with the distant thump of bass coming from one of her neighbours, but otherwise it was silent as Pen composed herself before turning to him.

She was beautiful, as she always had been, as he'd long taken for granted. Even with reddened eyes and messy mascara, fallen curls and flushed skin, she looked like a work of art. He was sure Benedict would be able to name exactly which, or, rather, he wouldn't, because Penelope was one of a kind.

“Please,” he said imploringly, nodding to the door of her flat, “Let me in?”

She regarded him, looking down from the landing above The overhead light made a halo around her head, [blah blah blah poetry about her standing tall in front of him, him having to look up at her beauty blah blah blah]

She nodded - the mask of composure falling away, letting him see the exhaustion and sad acceptance she was feeling - and turned to open the door. He took the last few steps two at a time, and followed her into the flat. He closed the door behind himself, toeing off his dress shoes and watching as she sighed, her hands running through her hair and snagging on bobby pins. She let out a sound of frustration before grabbing a claw clip from the table by the door and expertly twisting her hair up and away from her face. She leant down to undo the clasp on her shoes, and fumbled, letting out another sound of frustration that caught on a sob.

“Let me,” Colin said, voice soft in the quiet, and gestured to the bench in the hallway. She sat down heavily, and he crouched in front of her, unbuckling the clasp at one ankle, and then another.

“Why did you follow me home?” Penelope asked, as he gently took the first heel from her foot.

“You… you looked distressed, as you left the luncheon,” He answered.

“So you decided to follow me?”

Colin placed the second heel next to the first, neatly, before sitting back on his ankles. He chewed on his lip, before looking up at Penelope.

“What happened, between you and Deb?” He asked.

A silence stretched.

“Its odd,” Penelope said, swallowing around emotion, “When I asked for your help finding a boyfriend, I didn't think it would end with them breaking up with me, because of you.”

Colin blinked.

“Because he seems to think you have feelings for me,” She let out a disbelieving laugh, closing her eyes and bringing her fingers to the bridge of her nose.

Colin's breath caught in his throat, and when he opened his mouth to respond - to say something, anything - the words he'd practiced again and again got caught along with it.

“Which is so ridiculous all I can do is laugh,” Penelope voice caught on the last word, the disbelieving laughter of before turning wet, “Now will you please just leave me to wallow alone?”

“I can't,” Colin breathed, his lungs aching with the effort of finally talking.

“Please!” Penelope practically begged, and Colin's nerves snapped.

“I can't,” He insisted, “Because…”

All of the speeches he'd written - in journals, on his notes app, in his mind - burst into his mind [change to something else] and he stumbled through the plethora of words. He looked down at the small flowers that adorned Penelope's dress, composing himself and his words, before looking back up. He met her eyes, bright with both unshed tears and…

Hope.

His resolve strengthened, and the words that tumbled over each other in his mind became clear.

“What if I did have feelings for you?” He said, the words a question but the answer clear. Or so he hoped.

“What?” The disbelief in Penelope's voice pierced his heart, denting and almost breaking it.

He sorted though the words, settling on the best to convey his feelings, before kneeling up, leaning closer to Penelope and taking her hands in his.

“I have spent so long,” He began, eyes locked on hers, “Trying to feel less, trying to be more like my brothers, and for a moment I thought I had succeeded,” He looked down, the intensity of Penelope's gaze making his heart thump in his chest, drowning out the music that floated through the walls from Penelope's neighbour.

“But the last few months,” He continued, watching his hands curl with Penelope's against the floral backdrop of her skirt, “Have been filled with feeling. Feelings like the total inability to stop thinking about…”

He looked up at her again, blue eyes meeting blue.

“You.”

The confession came out in a breathy whisper, and Colin watched Penelope’s eyes alight with hope once again, before shuttering. A wall separating her heart from his words, as if afraid they would end up breaking it. He never wanted to break her heart, quite the opposite in fact. He wanted to hold it gently next to his, to nurture it and show her that she did not have to settle for someone like Debling - someone who planned to leave her behind, someone who planned to gallivant around the world without her on his arm.

“About that kiss,” He continued, shaking his head with a soft laugh, “A kiss that I have been dreaming about every night since it happened. For months I have felt disappointment upon waking, I’ve started to prefer sleep, because in my dreams I am with you. In my dreams we are together,” His words had started to quicken, and he sensed a ramble incoming.

He wanted to tell her about every single dream he could remember - Dreams of the two of them on a beach in Greece, the sun shining off of her hair and painting freckles across her nose and over her shoulders. Dreams of her dressed in elaborate dresses as they danced at elaborate balls straight out of period dramas and fairy tales. Dreams of the two of them lounging on his sofa, his apartment now adorned with artwork he knew hung in her bedroom, a throw he had watched her crochet wrapped around their shoulders, as they watched Daphne and Simon act on screen. Dreams of her laid out against his sheets…

He sucked in a breath, closing his eyes against the visions of her, before opening them again and gazing at the real thing.

“They’re damn near torturous,” He told her, sincerity lacing his words, “They way they have given me so much hope, before the disappointment of reality sets in. But it is a feeling that I cannot, will not, do not want to give up.”

“Please,” Penelope shook her head, closing her eyes, “Don't say things you don't mean.”

He squeezed her hands, eyes mapping her face as he waited for hers to re-open. The thumping bass from next door got louder, the pace of it matching the quickness of his heartbeat.

Finally her eyes opened again, and met his.

“But I do mean it,” He told her, simply but with feeling. He smiled up at her, softening his gaze, “Its everything I've been wanting to say to you for… months.”

“But Colin,” She said, eyes darting over his face, “We’re friends.”

“Yeah but we…” he trailed off, brow furrowing as he took in her serious expression. He open and closed his mouth a few times, trying to get his words back into some semblance of order. But they were scattered to the wind once again.

“Right, of course, I'm sorry,” He looked away from Penelope, beginning to untangle his hand from hers, “I don't know what I was thinking! Pretend I didn't sa-”

“-But I’d very much like to be more than friends,” She interrupted him.

Colin's head snapped up, his sharp intake of breath catching in his throat. Penelope's eyes sparkled with mirth, her lips quirked in a smirk that turned into a soft smile as the muffled music swelled to a peak.

“So much more,” she continued, and Colin surged forward as the bass dropped.

He captured Penelope's lips with his.

[stonelions]

they're just very fond of each other

[taesancore]

⭑.ᐟ MY WIPS!

🪼currently writing:

the playlist i never sent (woonhak x f!reader)

⭑.ᐟ pt.3 (possibly pt.4) is in the works

bnd as one direction songs:

⭑.ᐟ jaehyun : perfect

genre: strangers to lovers, idol!mjh x barista!reader

⭑.ᐟ sungho : they don’t know about us

genre: established relationship au, minor angst

⭑.ᐟ riwoo : midnight memories

genre: strangers to ???, dancer!riwoo x student!reader, suggestive

⭑.ᐟ taesan : olivia

genre: exes to lovers, second chance au, minor angst

⭑.ᐟ leehan : hey angel (POSTED)

⭑.ᐟ woonhak : what makes you beautiful

genre: yet to plan

leehan : untitled

⭑.ᐟ synopsis: in which you began coughing out petals of your fuck buddy’s favourite flower

⭑.ᐟ genre: hanahaki au, fwb au, fwb to lovers

⭑.ᐟ warnings: multiple mature scenes (smut warnings tba), major angst, descriptions of coughing out blood and vomiting, mentions of partying and drinking, explicit language and more tba.

please me (jaehyun x f!reader)

⭑.ᐟ synopsis: in which a list you wrote down in high school, of r-rated things you wanted to experience in uni, lands in the hands of your project partner and playboy-turned-topper myung jaehyun.

⭑.ᐟ genre: ex-classmates to lovers, porn with plot

⭑.ᐟ warnings: multiple mature scenes (smut warnings tba), explicit language, inexperienced reader, jaehyun’s got history lmao, mentions of partying, weed and drinking, more tba

🪼yet to plan:

limerence (taesan x f!reader)

⭑.ᐟ genre: twin flame au, angst

through the lens (sungho x f!reader)

⭑.ᐟ synopsis: in which sungho realises that his sweet little neighbour was actually user ‘sweaterclaws’ who sent him the most kinkiest requests during his streams

⭑.ᐟ genre: camboy au, neighbours to lovers, porn with plot

⭑.ᐟ warnings: nsfw (smut warnings tba), sungho is a freak, lwk a perv too lmao, more tba

🪼asks/requests:

taesan e2l scenario

⭑.ᐟ rival musicians to lovers, minor angst, hot headed leads lmao

leehan hard thoughts

⭑.ᐟ leehan + voice and strength kink

do not copy or steal my ideas, i will hunt you down (yes this is a threat).

[kerizaret]

Any news on the Cyberpunk dead world au that you're willing to share? :3

HI HI SORRY THIS TOOK A WHILE!! But yes I do in fact have something to share!! It's about time I do!

In fact im taking this ask as an excuse to give a whole CPDW AU introduction!

The story takes place in the dystopian city-state of Shibuya, a huge closed off city isolated from the rest of the world. It's controlled by one government with extremely strict rules and ideologies, which seems particularly adamant on limiting people's creativity and self-expression. Its also very controlling

Rui is a government-hired mechanic there. His family are mainly responsible for building, programming, fixing and maintaining robots / drones / other small devices controlled by a system called "SEKAI" which serves the purpose of "maintaining order" in the city – patrolling, restraining criminals, offering help to citizens etc. These "forces" are controlled by a group of high-ranking government officials led by miss Asahina who the Kamishoros direcly respond to

Rui has figured out long ago by closely observing and helping his parents' work (who he knows were showing this to him on purpose), that the SEKAI System doesn't serve as a way of protecting the citizens, but rather of controlling them, constantly surveilling, creating a "perfect" false narrative, spying and eavesdropping in order to quickly silence anyone who might oppose the vision the government has

Knowing he's partially partaking in this as someone who makes the SEKAI tech, he's decided to revolt by himself by sabotaging his own inventions to break in the long run, going to peoples home's to fix their broken devices while secretly deactivating their hidden cameras or hacking them to spy through them on more important government supporters or officials. He has also managed to create a copy of Len - one of the highly intelligent government AIs capable of freely hacking into any SEKAI device, scanning its code and even controlling it - and created Rin who helps him in his secret work

Rui is aware that there exists some kind of an organised resistance in the city, since he often has to fix devices they broke and hears about their stunts from time to time. From his investigations it seems their activity has started becoming apparent a few years prior, not too long after the introduction of a new governmental program called "TV-fication"... Still, despite all this information, Rui hasn't been able to ever track them down before to find out more

It would seem, though, that he caught the eye of someone from the secret organisation "Untitled" after his most recent job...

That's the main premise!! The beginning relies heavily on Rui's pov at first but we'll learn a lot about other characters later as well, don't worry :3

Other important characters include:

• Emu, a journalist for her family's popular TV chain and member of a very influential governmental family

• Nene, a low ranking common worker and Rui's neighbour, though they don't talk much - not since Nene's parents have undergone the TV-fication process...

• Tsukasa Tenma, the beloved shining star of the Aoyagi idol industry and also the main propaganda machine of the government, spreading their message and ideals through his songs, in interviews and any media appearance (Rui hates his guts)

• Ena & Akito, Tsukasa's advertiser and on-set stylist respectively (as well as his reluctant friends), working for the governmental Shinonome advertising company

• Mafuyu, currently training under her mother to take her role as a leader of this "police" force in the future, owner of the KAITO AI

And others.... there's quite a few characters appearing in fact! But that's all for later :3 for now you shall get this!

(Also reminder I'm working on this with the wonderful @xxwelxx !! This would NOT have become such a big au if not for their help!!)

[karuvapatta]

next part of Untitled Jonelias Magic AU, enjoy!

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8

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It was getting late. He really ought to have been readying himself for bed right now, or doing something otherwise productive. Yet there he sat, staring at nothing, with his arms looped loosely around his legs and a blanket pulled around his shoulders.

The books and journals he had read on the subject hadn’t been particularly helpful. Prolonged use of restraints, particularly in the developmental age, had been reported to have adverse effects, the long list of which Jon had jotted down in his notebook and underlined those which – he felt – applied to him. But all experts in the field stressed that the response could be varied, and unique to each case, and… well. He wouldn’t know until he tried, would he? It really boiled down to that.

He felt for the clasp on his inner wrist. The bracelet – it seemed to him, now, that it peeled away from his skin like a living thing, that there were fine, linear strands of silvery white that had burrowed their way inside his body, and were reluctant to let go…

It slipped down onto the floor. Jon shut his eyes and held his breath.

Nothing happened. Nothing happened, nothing would happen, if he could just—

His lungs needed the air, but each muscle in his body remained seized with tension. Nothing happened. Nothing was going on, just this—this feeling, he could get through it. He would—he would—

The pain was getting worse, burning in his chest, even as it felt like great pressure was squeezing it from every direction. Could he not breathe without the damn thing? Was it a side-effect of the bracelet, or was he just doing it to himself? None of the literature mentioned suffocation as the possible cause of death…

Jon gasped. The air rushed into his chest, blessedly cool. Strangely enough he felt like he could taste it, static electricity on his tongue, pinprick sensation on his fingertips, ringing in his ears. And his vision went blurry, or—no, he could see well enough, colours and shapes and light and darkness, but they did not add up to anything he might recognize, no patterns, no objects, nothing, just an endless, incomprehensible stream of sensation.

There was—the window, he had left cracked open. The street outside, two men arguing, their voices muffled but somehow perfectly clear, adding to the cacophony in his ears. And the walls, which, which he could see right through them, the kitchen on the opposite side of the wall that wasn’t his kitchen, Mrs Calloway preparing dinner for her husband and children, who were waiting in the dining room, always hungry, always waiting, always wanting… the man in the apartment upstairs whose name Jon didn’t even know, who lost his job a month ago and had been slipping further and further into darkness and apathy with only liquor to ease the way… Mr Patel downstairs, who had received the diagnosis two days ago and was wondering how to break it to his wife… and others, others, so many others, their voices slipping through the cracks, a hundred thousands secrets and tragedies, in this building alone, and even more of them outside these walls, pressing in from every direction, relentless, a tidal wave of human misery that was threatening to swallow him whole…

He barely made it to the bathroom before throwing up. He knelt on the floor, heaving, hands holding onto the porcelain, clammy with sweat. He didn’t want to know these things about his neighbours. He didn’t want to know them about anyone. And now his stomach hurt, and his chest hurt, and his mouth tasted vile, and he could smell vomit, but at least—at least he knew where he was. He knew who he was. He knew all those things and more.

The tiny bathroom flooded with light. Jon looked up, uncomprehending. The electric lightbulb above his head flickered, shone brighter, searing white across his vision; and then it shattered, raining down glass, and he was plunged into darkness once more.

For the longest time, Jon could hear nothing but his own laboured breathing. Eventually, he tried to push himself upright. His arms were trembling; his legs felt too weak to carry his own weight. He clung onto the doorframe and waited for his head to stop spinning.

The lights were out in the living room. Hadn’t he left them on? No, he was pretty sure he had. Good lord, his head ached like it might split open at any moment. It was difficult to form coherent thoughts—

Someone was knocking at the door. Jon—Jon looked, and looked, and tried to think, but it was increasingly difficult to…

He opened the door.

“Mr Sims?” asked the man outside – Calloway, his name was Calloway. He had a torch. He was pudgy and balding and worried that his wife had an affair, it’s been so long since they—no, this wasn’t—this wasn’t right. Jon shouldn’t be thinking those thoughts. They weren’t his.

“Mr Calloway,” he said, rubbing his face. “Has something happened?”

“Power is out. The fuse blew out in our apartment. Yours too, I’m assuming. I will have to go to the basement and check on the switchgear…”

The ringing in Jon’s ears persisted. But there was something comforting about the darkness, now that Mr Calloway pointed the torchlight away from them both. Jon didn’t have to look him in the eyes anymore.

“What happened?” Jon asked.

“Probably the kids down on the second floor, mucking about with magic again,” Calloway grumbled. “I shall have to speak to—”

Magic. Oh—oh fuck.

“Excuse me,” Jon said weakly. “I—I really don’t know much about electricity at all. Would you like me to call the company?”

“Call them how?” Calloway said after a pause. “No, it’s no trouble. I will take a look.”

“Thank you,” Jon said. “I—I shall go and. Look for candles in the meantime.”

He shut the door and exhaled, a slow, measured breath. All right. The bracelet was still on the floor by the couch, where he had left it; it reached out to him in some intangible way, its silky strands weaving themselves around his limbs. And—it was worrying, strange, how readily they pulled him back. How they wrapped around him in a cocoon, shielding him from the world. Shielding the world from him.

All in all, this attempt could have gone better.

[fezwearingjellybananas]

Flufftober day 21: Bonfire

Here, have a very quickly written short untitled Barriscowest Sherlock Holmes AU snippet that, in a break from the usual, is in third person and it's Barry's go to tell a story:

Bart and Jenni were plotting.

They were huddled by the back door, talking to each other in the way small children did when they were trying to whisper and not very good at it yet.

Barry chuckled.

They both shrieked as he scooped them both up, squirming vigorously as he shuffled them around a little.

He was getting too old for this.

"Has everyone gone out to solve a mystery and left me with the little ones again?" he asked. "Now, that sounds familiar."

"Grampa!" Bart protested.

"Just like your parents," Barry chuckled. "I was forever trying to keep them from sneaking out after Grandma and Uncle Cisco when they were little. Aunt Nora too. I know all the tricks, young Bartholomew."

"We wasn't!" Jenni protested.

"Weren't," Barry corrected gently. "I have no doubt you two will be fine investigators one day, but you have to wait until you can outsmart me and sneak off."

"We wanna go!" Bart whined.

"Please, Grandpa?" Jenni asked.

"I think I'm going to have to put you down," Barry said.

He winced a little as his knees bent more than they wanted to.

"Now," he crouched in front of where they were both standing.

Bart wiped his nose on his hand and Barry tutted and pulled out his hanky to wipe him clean.

"I know you both love the stories already," Barry said. "There are parts no one wants to tell you yet, parts you won't understand until you're grown-ups, and parts we want to keep you safe from. Do you understand that?"

Little Bart shook his head, but Jenni- a few years older- looked like she was considering it.

"You can't go yet, because you might get hurt," Barry said, "and you being hurt would be the worst thing that could ever happen."

"Will Mama get hurt?" Jenni asked, suddenly nervous.

"No," Barry said. "Your mama went because she's a very good nurse, and she knows how to help if other people get hurt. They'll come home, they always do."

Jenni still looked nervous, and Bart confused, and Barry pulled them both into a hug.

Decades and he still didn't know how to comfort them when he had the same concerns.

"Why don't you both come and help me build the bonfire?" Barry asked.

They both nodded and Barry took their hands.

.

Baker Street didn't have a garden. Barry may have grown up in a reasonably sized town, but he and Eobard had lived near the outskirts, the Downs only just behind him, and before he'd lived near North Laine, crowded constantly, and easy enough he could run to the sea.

Moving to London had been rather a shock.

Dawn and Jeven hadn't left London, but they were further out the centre, and their little home came with a small garden for Jenni to run around.

And a little garden meant there was a little room for a bonfire.

"A little bonfire," Barry said. "We don't want to burn down the neighbour's houses, do we?"

Jenni giggled.

"What's it, Grampa?" Bart asked.

"For Guy Fawkes night," Barry said. "Bonfire night is one of my favourite nights."

"Why?" Jenni asked.

"Bonfire night is very important in Sussex, where I was born," Barry said. "Lots of places have marches where people dress up and carry torches and blow things up."

"Did you?" Jenni asked.

"I only watched," Barry said. "My uncle used to worry about me ever so much. But when I was a little older I took the train to Lewes with my friends and we somehow staggered all the way back to Brighton rather drun-"

Bart and Jenni blinked up at him.

"Maybe I'll tell you that when you're older," Barry said. "I used to go back, to meet my friends, after I had moved. My third year your grandmother and Uncle Cisco came with me and we were stood by the bonfire, the light from the flames flickering across your grandmother, the sparks in the air seeming to circle them both like halos, and I could wait no longer and I asked your grandmother to marry me."

He smiled fondly at the memory, at the look on Iris' face, at seeing her hand clutching Cisco's so tight, at the memory of looking at Cisco too, asking him to be part of Barry's life forever too.

"We had talked about it," Barry said. "The three of us. Uncle Cisco helped me choose a ring. And still I stumbled over my words so much your grandmother had to take over."

Bart still looked confused, but Jenni was smiling at the story.

"That is why it's one of my favourites," Barry said. "It was the day your grandmother agreed to be my best friend for the rest of our lives."

And Cisco. Bart and Jenni were young still, too young to understand, but Iris was talking about writing them a book that would have the whole truth in its pages.

"What other ones are your favourites?" Jenni asked.

"Our wedding day," Barry said. "Grandma will tell you about that, it did not go quite how I had hoped. The day your Aunt Nora was born, and Dawn and Don. And the days you two were born. There was a time where a life like this was not something I could ever dream of, and now I have you. I love you both so very much."

"I love you, Grandpa," Jenni said.

She scrambled to hug him and Bart rushed to join in too.

"Love you, Grampa!" he said.

"My beautiful girl and my beautiful boy," Barry said, nostalgia at the endearment he had used for Nora, for the twins, the endearment his mother had once used for him. "You are both so very loved. I hope that is the part that shines the most when you remember this."

[bulkyphrase]

Four more fics and two more bingos for @ficreadingchallenge!

Details below the cut!

For square 2: ghosts

so long, traveling song by Anonymous (Stony, Teen And Up Audiences, 7,672 words)

Summary: The gem burns hot, singing the tender skin in the center of his palm, and he can see the possibilities unfolding in technicolor around him. A thought, and he wouldn’t be able to feel the pain. A thought, and he’d tear the whole building to the ground, turn the Hudson River to coffee, rain frogs down from the sky, send clouds of locusts upon the hot dog vendors on the street. Wood splinters crunch underfoot as Tony walks slowly into the husk of the mansion, unworried about the possibility of it crumpling down on him. The problem with the place is that it refuses to stay as stagnant as his memories of it; rain has already began to bleach color from the exposed wood, the ceilings to bulge oddly under pressure. Stop, a voice somewhere far away warns him, something like the Watcher’s voice, something like Stephen’s. Stop now. A thought, and he can fix all of his worst mistakes. Possibilities shimmer effervescent in front of him, momentarily gold under the power of the gem. A thought, and he can make this better for everyone, make it a world worth living in. A thought, and he can come home.

this post-(616) civil war fic is beautiful and dreamlike and very sad

For square 9: mistaken identity

Slight Return by Nny (@winterhawkkisses) (Winterhawk, Teen And Up Audiences, 7,630 words)

Summary: The strange thing is that Barton ought to be an unremarkable man. He has no superpowers, no enhancements, no complicated vengeful backstory, or at least not one that was mentioned in his file. What he seems to have - helping his neighbour upstairs with her groceries, or stopping a mugger, or fighting against Doombots with the Avengers and putting himself at unacceptable risk - is an unshakeable loyalty and a dented moral compass that nonetheless always points him right. It's intriguing. Confusing. Fascinating in ways that the Soldier has no idea how to explain. So instead he reports back on the harmless details; the dog, the range, the dull gold ring on the fourth finger of Barton's left hand.

apologies if choosing this for the "'mistaken identity" square is a bit of a stretch or a spoiler. but it's a lovely fic and everyone should read it though, so i'm not all that sorry either way

For square 16: epistolary

Untitled Bucky Barnes/Howard Stark fic: Letter 1 and Letter 2 by @ruquas (James "Bucky" Barnes/Howard Stark, General Audiences (so far), Work in Progress)

Summary: A wartime epistolary fic in the form of handwritten letters exchanged between Bucky Barnes and Howard Stark

i love the attention to detail on these handwritten letters - the censoring, the different handwriting and paper quality, the distinct voices for both characters

For square 23: medieval AU

The Road to the Grail is Paved with Hermits by Lenalena (@marilenalena) (Stony, Explicit, 55,350 words)

Summary: Steve has gotten himself stuck in the Middle Ages and he is desperately waiting to be rescued. After more than a year, he hears about a red and gold flying demon that has dared all of King Arthur's knights to come challenge it. He hopes this means that Iron Man has come for him, so that all he needs to do is find Tony and get out of this place. Should be simple. Tony didn't even know where he would end up, when he went after Steve. It's not been an easy adjustment for him, to put it mildly. And once he has figured out how to find Steve in this primitive shit show, how the hell is going to get him back home? Sir Thomas Malory meets Monty Python, with more hermits than any sensible story needs.

a very fun slow-burn adventure fic where steve and tony have to contend with magic, demons, period-typical medicine, and an improbable number of quest-dealing hermits on their way to find the holy grail

[stonelions]

bit belated and rough around the edges (so it goes) but i wanted to put the If Only Maybe and Then fellas in some pride fits....

[rookthorne]

𝐅𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐘'𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐎𝐆 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓

2/1 ⋮ CLOSER | @sgt-seabass

Bucky Barnes x Reader

CEO!AU 》 Smut

I have no words but 🥵😵‍💫🫠 (X)

4/1 ⋮ UNTITLED | @thenhewaswrongaboutme

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

YHHMSGM 》 Smut

Bucky should know better by now for goodness sakes! 🤣 (X)

4/1 ⋮ FORBIDDEN FRUIT | @duckybarnes1917

Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

DBF!AU 》 Fluff, Smut

I feel like this fic was tailor made for me, which isn’t the truth, but you nailed every single one of my fucking weaknesses and I am weak. Please keep killing me. (X)

4/1 ⋮ TAKE MY BREATH AWAY | @buckycuddlebuddy

Bucky Barnes x Reader

DILF!Neighbour!Pornstar!AU 》 Fluff, Smut

↳ Chapter 1 ✦ Fluff, Smut

My jaw is on the floor - the tension was beautifully written and I literally cannot get enough! 😵‍💫 (X)

4/1 ⋮ BLACK CROWN | @sgt-seabass

Hal Carter x Reader

Royal!AU 》 Dark, Angst, Fluff,

A beautiful and poetic punch to the guts that I will devour over, and over again! 😭 (X)

𝐍/𝐀

12/1 ⋮ FIGHT ME | @mystrana

Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

Medical!AU 》 Fluff

One of my most favourite fics I have ever read. It cannot get better than this. (X)

I just want to apologise to the writers that I said I would read this month, it has been hectic and quite a hellish couple of weeks with my health - and it doesn't help I got quite a bit tunnel visioned with my energy towards my own writing. I will try to make up for it next month. 💗

Banners & Graphics made by yours truly.

[spockandthings]

WIP ask game

@sleepsonfutons generously tagged and urged me to share all of my wips, so here I am, at last, spilling the beans

In progress (posted)

The wonders (and curse) of self-conditioning : A study of pavlovian reflexes : Sandman, Dreamling, 8.1K, the NSFW VA!Morpheus AU that no one thought that they would need

I'm only whatever you make me : Sandman, Dreamling, 4K, Mortician!Hob AU + Death and Hob are BFFs AU, Slowburn

In progress (unposted)

Untitled Shut up/Make me bingo square : Sandman, Dreamling, ~100 (for now), set in the same universe as my previous College AU, semi public sex

Untitled Corinthienne fic : Sandman, Corinthienne (Lucienne x Cortinthian), 4.6K (for now), angsty smut ahoy

Aconitum wedding epilogue : Sandman, Dreamling, set in the Aconitum verse (Werewolf!Hob), 3K (ready to be posted), sweet sweet stuff

Outlined

Star Trek AU : Sandman, Dreamling, Bingo prompt fill, based on The City on the Edge of Forever (~6 chapters)

Aconitum 5+1 : Sandman, Dreamling, the pups give Dream the shovel talk (6 chapters)

Brainstorming

Horkos!Hob AU : Sandman, Dreamling, Bingo prompt fill, Hob as the daemon of Oaths (Horkos), Hob & Calliope are BFFs

Hoblethros neighbours AU : Sandman, Hoblethros (Hob x Destruction), Slowburn, Strangers to friends to lovers

If not already done, I'd love for @seiya-starsniper @dramaoftheendless @mmmmmmmilo @thranduilland @mentallyinvernation to spill their own wips hihihi