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tamaki thirst

note: haha finally got around to finishing my tentacle thirst :)) my friend nicole read it through so hopefully you guys enjoy :))

pairing: subby!camboy!Tamaki x dom!viewer!Reader

cw: exhibitionism, tentacles, ruined orgasm, reader is a voyeur, fake and real tentacles, feminization, tamaki is a cockslut

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33305326

On Thursday night at 11:30 pm, just like clock work, you log on to the one and only onlyfans subscription you care about.You have been watching Suneaterxx for the past year and a half, almost as long as he’s been streaming. You never miss a stream.

You’re not completely certain what draws you to him. It could be the pretty white thigh highs that grip his legs so tightly you can see the bulge at the top where his smooth skin is fighting to pop out completely. It could be the sinful way he whines and gasps while he bounces on the dildo of the week, while he plays with his pretty little cock. It could just be that he is one of the most beautiful boys you’ve ever seen, and you want to wreck him.

You want to wreck his pretty pink hole until he’s gaping and crying as he cries out your name. You want him in front of you lying on the bed while you degrade him until he’s reduced to pretty tears and begging for you to let him cum even though he’s just a pathetic little whore who would probably let anyone with a big cock or strap fuck him until he forgot his name.

Your fingers twitch as you type in your information and click on the stream. You’re welcomed by the sight of Suneaterxx wearing a pretty pink robe.

“Hi, everyone, I’m gonna give it a minute for some more of you guys to log on,” he says in a low voice. His tone always suggests nervousness, but whenever he gets something in his ass that air seems to disappear. The minute or so he gives his audience is spent with him answering random questions from the chat. “My day was pretty good; my surprise for today finally came in the mail so I’m super excited. And I am so excited for their new album. Apparently it’s supposed to be even better than the last.”

When Suneaterxx is satisfied with the size of his audience he gracefully transitions into whatever he has prepared for the evening.

“So as some of you may know,” he starts out, playing with the sleeves of his robe, “This is the second anniversary of my account, so I have a special surprise for all of you.” You shift in your seat ready for whatever he’s going to show you all. He pulls out a huge box, and your eyes widen in the hope that whatever is in it is the same size as the box.

“So I bought this from a prosthetic company, and they specialize in unique prosthetics…” he trails off, a blushing dusting his cheeks. “They can move due to this sensor thing that I had my roommate build for me so I didn’t mess up. I’m going to try this out for you guys. I hope you like it.” He pulls a green and blue tentacle about 10 inches long out of the box, and places it in front of the camera. Your jaw almost drops to the floor, and you try to swallow as you salivate trying to imagine how pathetic he would look bouncing up and down on the massive tentacle before him.

The chat is on fire with suggestions as to how he should use the prosthetic. Suck on it and ride it are among some of the most popular. And you can see it now; Suneater’s eyes blown wide as tries to force the still movie tentacle down his throat. You can imagine the tears collecting in the corners of his eyes as he gags on the prosthetic trying to imagine it as a real tentacle. Your hand makes its way into your underwear as you imagine the prosthetic as a real creature with tentacles you know what you would want to see.

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You are the creature with tentacles, and you have Suneater exactly where you want him, whining on his knees in front of you. You have his arms secured behind him. Your other appendage is taking its time stroking and suctioning his nipples making him gasp with every caress.

“Please…” he whimpers, “please fuck me. I’ll be such a good boy for you.”

“Oh will you?” Your smile grows more sadistic as you listen to him beg quietly for you. His hips jerk pitifully, searching for anything to grind against. “Oh, baby, do you really want to be filled that badly?” He looks up at you nodding so vigorously his head is in danger of shaking right off.

“Please, use all my holes. I’m yours to use however you want, pleasepleaseplease.” His pleases trail off into soft moans as a tentacle probes its way into his warm, wet mouth. His chorus of ahs are cut off by your tentacle working its way further into his throat, you groan at the vibrations of his moans that get caught in his throat. You snake a lubed tentacle down the tasteful arch of his back between his ass cheeks to play with that pretty pink hole. His back arches further to give you better access.

“You’re such a good boy, showing me your pretty hole just like that,” you say in a low voice, making him whimper around the tentacle down his throat. You feel for the tight ring of muscle, and work your way in slowly. Pulling out the tentacle occupying his mouth, so you can relish the sound Suneater makes as your tentacle suctions itself to his walls. Slowly seeking out his prostate, you can only imagine what captivating noises he’ll make once you finally give him the attention he deserves.

When his moans hitch slightly you know you’re close. You inch further into him, stretching him ever so slightly, loving the way he clenches around you as you edge closer to his prostate.

“Hah, please don’t tease,” he’s panting and looking up at you with the widest eyes, pupils completely blown in pleasure, “I can’t take it anymore.” You huff an exasperated laugh.

“You’ll take what I give you.” You look down on him as the tears collected in his eyes finally spill down his reddened cheeks. His plaintive cries fill the room, along with the wet sound of your tentacle beginning to pump slowly in and out of him. He’s chanting soft thank you’s like it's the only thing he’s capable of saying without completely losing his mind. “You’re doing so good,” you coo, watching as his eyes roll back as you wrap another tentacle around his small, pathetic cock, “Do you want more?”

“Yes, please give me more,” his desperate voice sends a thrill right down your spine, pleasure pooling in your stomach. You could probably get off just listening to him beg. You lube a second tentacle and stretching it to reach between his ass cheeks and force its way past the clenching ring of muscle alongside the other. Suneater gasps at the stretch, his hips jumping trying to fuck himself more deeply on the two appendages pumping in and out of his lube soaked hole. Pleasure overtakes him as he babbles and whines while you fuck his ass harder.

“You’re even prettier like this. You stupid little cock being played with while you ass is stuffed so full you can barely stand it.” You shove another tentacle into his open, drooling mouth. “You’re such a perfect slut. I wish you could see yourself getting all your holes stuffed.” You feel his groan before you hear it, it sends shivers up the tentacle unceremoniously shoved down Suneater’s throat. You lean down to look at his weeping cock before spitting on it, and working your tentacle up and down just a little faster. “Your cock is so little, and I love that. I don’t even know if I can call it a cock. It’s more like an overgrown clit….” You look down at his tearstained face taking in his hungry eyes, waiting for you to say what you’re thinking. “I guess that would make you my pretty girl, right? So, pretty girl, do you like the way I fuck your silly cunt while I play with your clit?” You pull out of his mouth again so he can answer.

“Ahn, yes, I’m your pretty girl. Please fuck my cunt harder,” his words come out in short pants, “I love how you use my pretty cunt.” You giggle a little as you slam harder into his ass, making him double over a bit, moaning your name like a prayer. Precum is steadily dribbling out of his tip and onto the floor.

“Oh, baby, are you getting close? Is that why you’re making such a big mess?” Your mocking tone makes Suneater mewl as his hips jerk dribbling more precum onto the ground. “Use your words, are you fucking close?” A tentacle reaches out and hits the tip of his exposed cock.

“Fuck,” he squeals, “I’m close, I’m so close. I wanna cum… please.”

“You can cum,” you say with a sarcastic edge to your voice. He misses this, too caught up in the oncoming euphoria. You jerk and fuck him closer and closer to the edge.

“I”m gonna cum,” he pants out, fucking himself back on you. You feel him clench, knowing he’s right there about to fall off the edge. As he tumbles to his orgasm you pull out completely and cease your stroking. You watch as his eyes widen in horror as his cock spills onto his stomach, limply twitching without the proper stimulation.

“You’re lucky you’re a pretty girl; I never said it would be satisfying.” You look down on him as his body spasms still seeking friction or anything to make him feel better, but there’s nothing. His tears flow freely, and you feel like you could cum right then and there.

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You pull your attention back to the screen as Suneater is scissoring himself open on two fingers, grunting and whining as he tries to reach the spot that drives him crazy. You watch as he teases himself more before working a third finger into his wet hole. You stroke and tease yourself as you watch him work himself open for the massive prosthetic tentacle.

“Do you guys think I’m ready yet?” he asks, desperation coloring his voice, “I don’t know how much more I can take…” The chat lights up with messages telling him to either tease himself more or asking him to fuck himself on the prosthetic. The latter wins out in the end.

He positions himself, ass facing the camera, hovering above the tip before slowly sinking down on the length. The moan that leaves his mouth is downright sinful. Your hand speeds up, stroking yourself faster as you chase your pleasure watching him sink down on the lubed prosthetic. You watch in awe as his ass stretches around the thick tentacle. He sinks down as far as he can stand before he stops, breathing heavily.

“It feels…” he trails off for a second, in thought and pleasure, “It feels so good. Like my ass needs to keep pulling it deeper into myself. I feel so full.” His voice hitches a few times as he tries to explain the feeling, he babbles on about it for a minute more. His voice is slightly strained as he moans through what he’s trying to articulate. You can see his arm moving quickly and you realize you want to see him jerk himself off while he rides the massive tentacle.

Pls turn around so we can watch you fuck your hand. You press enter before you can rethink the wording of your request. You hear a slight whimper from Suneater.

“We have a request for me to turn around, how does that sound?” His voice is choked and breathless. Once again the chat is on fire asking for the same thing. Noting this, Suneater lifts his hips off of the tentacle with a pitiful whimper, quickly turning before sinking back down on its length. His feet are firmly planted on the ground lifting him up and down as he fucks himself on the tentacle. His hand gripping his cock as he gives it a couple tugs before resuming his fast, erratic strokes. “Is this what you wanted to see?”

“Yes,” you cry out alone in your room, quickening your own hand drawing you closer and closer to release.

“I don’t think I’m gonna last long,” he says, “It feels so good. Like it’s massaging my insides without really trying. I’m getting too close guys.” His breathless words devolve into whimpers and moans. “Shitshitshit…” his body is spasming, he’s so close to tipping over the edge. He can’t keep his legs from shaking, he looks like he might collapse and impale himself on the length.

You stroke yourself faster, feeling so close to your orgasm. You’re cumming and making a mess of your hand, as you watch Suneater fall apart on the prosthetic. His cock spilling out over his hand dripping onto the floor, as his watering eyes threaten to spill down his face. What you would give to hold that tearstained face in your own hands.

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Great series, wrinkle in crinoline is also excellent

Summary: Alfred had never spent so much time away from his shores, and every day he lingered in Kirkland Manor was another day he had to fight the pull to journey home. As the tension rose across the pond, and his people grew dissatisfied, he pushed back against both Arthur’s increasing control and the urge to reassert himself.

Every day, he fought Arthur’s dismissive ignorance and his own treacherous heart. Every day, he fought the pull that tugged at him across the sea, growing stronger and stronger as he himself did. As he felt the urge that was him, not his people, demand the freedom he’d once known.

Every day was a little harder, as he felt the struggle grow. He wondered if Arthur knew that there was a growing part of him that wanted nothing more than to venture into the unknown?

Missing Me fans, here you go.  Tis a prequel.

Don’t ask me where it came from.  I wrote it and I actually don’t know. 

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hiiii omg where's your Gil-galad fic I need to read it oh GOD

I just need to consume all the Gil-galad filth that exists

tysm <3

Hiiii!

The fic I’m working on is To Partake and it IS a Rings of Power specific portrayal of Gil-Galad, Elrond, and Celebrimbor. (And very spicy. It’s just Porn with Plot lmao). There’s also a lot of Durin and Disa :) and Elrond interacting with their kids because I’m personally victimized we didn’t get that in the show.

It parallels show events up until Ep 5, and then deviates heavily, but you don’t need to have watched the show to read the fic. Events are mentioned and do drive the story along in terms of where characters are shuffling around and in some choices they make, but the events are mentioned and I feel pretty well explained. There are a few people reading who haven’t seen (or even dislike) the show who are reading it and enjoying it! 💕

It’s an Elrond-centered fic because I always write Elrond-centered fics (and the occasional Russingon content), but Gil-Galad IS a MC. He’s an asshole though, sorry! But that goes along the lines of the prev. post about being a bad dom though. He’s an antagonist, but not a villain. I didn’t want to assassinate his character but I really felt like if he and Elrond were a ship in Rings of Power, they’d be toxic as hell (I mean I always waffle between OTP and Toxic for Gilrond. The power dynamic and age difference, if we’re being honest, is incredibly unhealthy.)

But I have plans to bring him around to being a good person!

Ships:

Gil/Elrond

Elrond/Celebrimbor

Durin/Disa

Platonic sexual partners - Celebrimbor/Gil

Platonic sexual partners -Elrond/Durin/Disa (this especially focuses much more on their friendship)

Warnings:

Strong warning for bad BDSM etiquette (no negotiation, no communication, no safe wording, zero aftercare for Elrond’s pretty hard sub drop)

Strong dub-con warning which in some places, in my opinion borders non-con. Dub-con for the power dynamic (Elrond can’t really fully consent when Gil has the power to ruin his life if he says no, and also Elrond is really being very manipulated by Gil cause that’s the ROP vibe I get), non-con is because Elrond drops into too-deep incoherant subspace a lot due to the way Gil treats him, and at that point subs lose their ability to give or rescind consent. Doms are supposed to watch for this and stop a scene if it gets to that point. Gil doesn’t.

Not really a warning but Elrond does deal with horrible self esteem and sometimes his treatment of himself in the bedroom, I feel, borders on using sex as self harm. It’s not outright, but he is accepting pain because on some level he thinks it’s a fair trade and/or he deserves it.

— just mind the fic tags! Yeah I just really wanted to look at the power imbalance and toxic dynamic I got from Rings of Power and explore it through as honest a lens as I could. In ROP it’s clear that Gil doesn’t respect Elrond, doesn’t treat him as an equal, and is willing to manipulate him to get what he wants. Brimby though seemed really nice to me and also super careful about Elrond’s hero worship.

There aren’t that many Gil-Galad smut scenes since it’s Elrond centric and I’m giving them both time apart to try to mend the relationship. Right now there are two Gil/Elrond/Brimby scenes (ch 1, 2) and then a third later on that’s just Elrond/Gil.

But there might be more later if Gil can get his shit together and stop treating Elrond like garbage! Again he’s not….he’s not irredeemable in the fic. I’m trying very hard to portray a person, not a villain. But he IS being a horrible dom and a dick rn, lol. Brimby is doing his best to knock some sense into him!

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do you have any silm fic/ficlet to recommend that you reallyyy like?

Yea!! The silm fandom has an abundance of amazing writers and a wide range of gorgeous writing styles; these are fics that are constantly on my mind and i've reread a lot of times (in no particular order) :

- Wet Boots (<- on tumblr or here on ao3) (G) by @amethysttribble The fic that made me start reading fics again. super wholesome, tiny cutie patootie maedhros ficlet! never ceases to make me smile :’))

- pseudepigrapha (E) by @samarqqand The melkor/maglor ficTM. unlike anything you’ve ever read before. sam’s ideas and imagination are out of this world (you have to have read this eldritch melkor!).

- The last gift of Orome (E) by @skyeventide , as an avid celegorm enjoyer, this celegorm fic made me astral project . i love how gaia writes him

- Beyond the Western World (G) by thearrogantemu delves into curufin and finrod’s relationship . flipped my image of finrod completely around, made me start loving  him T-T

- promise what you will (M) by @athenaiskarthagonensis . i have linked this halenthir fic already but i love it sm. AMAZING characterization, world building and dialogue. caranthir with kids!!! need i say more 😭

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Here’s some of my favorite Silmarillion fics!

Series

The Ever-Fixéd Star by EirianErisdar

Gen, Kidnap dads, Nerdanel/Fëanor

Maglor dies protecting Rivendell, and Fëanor and his sons are sent to the void. Elrond attempts to free them. Lots of family bonding, and of course, some angst that still’s unresolved because the creator hasn’t updated the second story yet. It’s heartbreaking at points. Probably my favorite fic series ever. Long but so worth it.

Aurë entuluva by ScribeofArda

Fingon/Maedhros, Maedhros + his brothers + a couple OCs, some more things I won’t spoil

A Nirnaeth Arnoediad fix-it series with a time loop. Maedhros suffers a little (a lot). Fingon cares for him so much. There’s also some wonderful family bonding. Long, but you should absolutely catch up to be able to read the new fic when it updates. I’m looking forward to Curufin’s story. Ongoing. Current story is a Thangorodrim rescue and recovery fic.

Meanwhile in Ost-in-Edhil by elennalore

Celebrimbor/Annatar

I feel like the tag ‘Poor Celebrimbor’ sums this up really well.

Modern Mayhem by protisvit

Fingon/Maedhros, Celegorm + Aredhel

A reddit post is turned into Russingon. Some other things I’ve read but don’t remember. Celegorm is chaotic.

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Pillow Princess

Pairing: Mirko | Usagiyama Rumi x sub!f!Reader x Mount Lady | Takeyama Yu

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI Mommy Kink, sex work, strap-ons, threesome, oral (f!receiving), 69 position, squirting, fake cum, dumbification, degradation, multiple orgasms, size kink, nipple play, impact play (light), hair pulling (light), face sitting, passing out (?). Let me know if I missed anything!

WC: 4.6k

Summary: You really try hard not to pick favorites, but one of your regulars makes it hard not to.

You know you’re not supposed to pick favorites. That’s how feelings and emotions get involved in places they don’t belong. Better to just do your work, keep your head down, and enjoy the benefits as they come.

Even still, you can’t suppress the murmur of excitement that bubbles in your chest when the Headmistress informs you that Mirko is requesting you once again and the amount you’ll be receiving once she’s finished with you. You seemed to be a favorite of hers, and the feeling was very mutual. She was larger than life despite her small stature, always so sweet to you and always leaving the House a gift for you, be it a favorite food, a pair of shoes, or some lingerie that she wanted you to save for “next time.”

You confirm to the Headmaster and Headmistress that you accept the booking and likely won’t be taking any other clients today. Given Mirko’s stamina and going off of past encounters, they don’t question you on it.

After tossing in a fragrant, cherry blossom scented bath bomb, you soak in your tub for a few minutes while going over the “special requests” mentioned to you. Mirko rarely asks for anything, save for almost always requesting to be on “top.” This time, though, she mentioned a threesome.

You hummed. It wasn’t the first time you’ve participated in one, but you never thought of Mirko as the “sharing” type. You didn’t mind though; if you did a good job, that always opened the door to having a regular client.

You finish your soak, rinse off, and finish getting prepared for your night.

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The other guest you were to entertain tonight was actually none other than Mt. Lady. She’s a newer hero, steadily rising through the ranks—in no small part thanks to her body, you muse—but you’ve seen her on TV a couple of times. In person she’s no taller than you, with only a few centimeters up on Mirko. And like Mirko, you’re not surprised at her larger-than-life personality.

A platter with flutes of champagne rests between them on a small table. They’ve rearranged your room to get comfortable, two of the comfortable living chairs now pulled up at the end of the large, king-sized bed as you’re spread across, legs open as wide as they’ll go while Mirko instructs you on how to play with your needy pussy.

The thin, pale pink nightie Mirko told you to wear is pushed up above your breasts but not off yet, and the only other thing you wear are the sheer stockings that you know she loves. You trace your fingers around your needy hole, careful not to slip them inside yet as you pant, desperate for more.

Mt. Lady watches with a languid smirk, purple eyes trained hungrily on your pulsating cunt. She’s lazy as she drags a finger up and down her slit. “You’re right,” she says lowly, licking her lips as your hips buck at nothing. “She’s such a good girl.”

Mirko says nothing for a moment. She’s sat close to you, leaning forward to take in every twitch and pulse that comes from you, pupils almost completely engulfing her irises. Her chest heaves with every breath that leaves her and for a moment you’d think her to be transfixed.

The moment passes quickly when her eyes flick up to yours and she gives you a quick, sharp slap to your clit. You tense with a yelp; your arousal starts to form a small pool underneath you.

“You’re just gonna ignore Mommy when she calls you a good girl? And you were doing so good, too, princess.”

You squirm. “I’m sorry. I just…” You bat your lashes as you look between the two of them. “I never had two Mommies tell me I’m a good girl. I just got shy…”

Mirko coos, stroking a hand along your thigh and giving it a firm squeeze. “Poor baby. You can’t blame me for being stingy and keeping this cute little pussy all to myself. Let me see it.”

You part your lower lips with your fingers. Mirko blows a gentle gust of air at it, chuckling when you shiver and instinctively clench around thin air. Mt. Lady leans forward, her hand trailing down your other thigh before reaching your core. Her lithe fingers trace over your clit and around your hole, teasing touches that make you whimper and shudder.

“Oh, angel,” Lady purrs. “And you take all of Mirko’s cock in this little thing?” Her finger trails back up to your clit. “Slutty girl.”

“Isn’t she?” Mirko leans forward, trailing gentle kisses up your belly, around your breasts before she sucks a hard nipple into her mouth. The sensation makes your back arch up into her mouth and her eyes crinkle with glee as she sucks hard, uses her teeth to bite and tease at you and make you writhe in place. From below, you feel Lady run a knuckle up your slit and feel the slick leaking from your cunt. Mirko releases your nipple with one final tug from her teeth, hard enough to send chills up your spine but not hard enough to hurt.

She licks her way up your collarbone, your neck, presses wet kisses to your jawline before she kisses your lips, finally, groaning low into your mouth and allowing you to suck on her tongue while you move your hands to thread through her hair and grope at her breasts.

Mirko pulls away with a wet smack. Her lips are glossy and wet when she smiles at you. “My good girl is always so sweet to me.” She moves up the bed, kneeling next to your head - her breasts just out of reach of your mouth - and grins at Mt. Lady, who presses gentle kisses and bites to the exposed part of your thighs. “Normally I’d be riding her face and getting her ready, but I want you to play with her too.”

She slides a finger inside of you, curls it just enough that it makes your back arch again, before spreading it open again. “Guests first. I know you want a taste.”

You sit up on your knees and pout at Mt. Lady kneeling at the foot of the bed, her eyes hungry and locked onto your leaking cunt. Your hips jerk up a bit and you bite your lip. “Please Mommy? I promise I’ll make you feel good.”

The grin that spreads on her face is slow and mischievous. “Well aren’t you just the sweetest?”

Lady leans in, gives another bite to your plush thigh as you lick your lips, eager to feel her tongue—

She spits on your pussy.

You gape at her. Mirko covers a laugh with her hand. Your pussy flutters around nothing as you lick your lips. Lady slides her index and middle fingers into you with a scoff. “Dirty girl.”

She doesn’t waste any time in sealing her delicate lips around your clit. You don’t have time to writhe or moan as not a second later Mirko gives a quick lick into your mouth, then turning around and telling you to “be a good girl” as she throws one of her legs over your head, caging you in with her strong thighs. You feel her lean forwards towards Lady as she fingers and sucks at you, slowly lowering her hips until her cunt is resting on your mouth. You don’t waste time either, steadying yourself with your hands on her strong thighs as you lick and suck at Mirko’s precious cunt like you’ve done plenty of times before.

You feel what have to be Mirko’s fingers—your eyes are closed in bliss—spreading your lips open again as Lady’s tongue teases your swollen, pulsing clit. Between the two of them it’s almost impossible for your hips to move or jerk up of their own accord, leaving you splayed open while they take their time in enjoying you.

You slide your tongue around Mirko’s hold and shiver at the moan she lets out, teasing her entrance before you slip your tongue inside to taste her. You slide one of your hands between her thighs, rubbing small circles into her clit while she ruts down onto your face. Her slick smears over your lips; her pussy clenches around your tongue.

It’s heaven.

Mirko lets out a gasp as you release her clit with an obscene pop. “Ah, fuck.” You feel a few sharp, playful slaps at your clit that leave you whining. “I can’t fucking wait to split you open on my cock, princess. I can’t wait to show you your surprise…get you all messy for me.”

“Your girl’s a treasure,” you feel Lady huff against your folds. “She tastes so good, she’s so wet.” You groan when you feel another glob of spit land on your pussy, then feel three fingers inside of you, working you open, moving around so quickly you can hear how wet you’re getting from the top of the bed. “And she takes them so easily. Atta girl. I bet this pussy just loves all the cock that your Mommy gives you, hm?”

You take in a shuddering breath and nod, even though they can’t see. “Yes, Mommy, I do!”

You don’t see the wicked smile that paints her face. “Can’t wait to fuck this pussy open myself, sweetness.”

Mirko grinds her hips along your face in a steady rhythm, her normally composed breaths coming out in pants. She does that when she’s about to cum; you slip your tongue inside her hole again, fingers working desperately at her clit as you work to bring her over the edge. You pull away only to say, “Cum on my face, Mommy. Pretty please?” You pull her back to her face.

“Y-You…ah, fuck!”

Her hands leave you as she braces them on the bed. Her hips, strong and toned, buck roughly onto your face and you whine at the feeling of her juices coating your mouth, soaking your cheeks and your chin as she effectively rides your face, muttered curses of “fuck, princess” leaving her in desperate pants.

“Thank you, Mommy,” you pant.

You immediately feel Mt. Lady’s lips leave your clit and want to whine at the loss, only to feel a different set of fingers—Mirko, most likely—rub your clit at a dizzying pace. Your hips buck at the intense feeling and you hear the wet sounds of them kissing, the muttered praise of Mirko whispering, “She tastes so fucking good,” and it’s all you get before you find yourself chasing your orgasm as well.

“Mommy—” you squeal when your clit is slapped a couple of times before the rubbing continues, and the fingers still inside of you stroke against your sweet spot again and again and again—“can I cum? Can I cum please?”

Mirko grinds against your face again. “My good girl wants to cum?”

“Yes!”

“Fuck.” A couple more slaps, more intense circles on your clit. “Cum, princess. Make a mess.”

That’s not hard for you to do. You cum with a whining cry of “Thank you Mommy!” and swear spots fly into your vision as you convulse and squirm under their shared attention. Your cunt flutters and you feel yourself gush around Mt. Lady’s fingers, squeezing tight around her as your pussy desperately tries to suck her in further to no avail.

They slow down once you come down from your high, Lady placing a delicate butterfly kiss on your pussy as Mirko climbs off of you. She ushers you to sit up as she kisses you deeply, savoring the taste of her on your lips. Her other hand pinches at your pert nipples and you squirm in her grasp, and just as she pulls away from you Mt. Lady crawls up your body to seal her mouth over yours as well. You welcome your other Mommy eagerly, hands running through her pretty hair as she bites at your lip and suckles on your tongue as she pulls away.

Mirko moves behind you and you lay back into her chest. She gives your shoulders a gentle squeeze. “I lost a bet on the way here, so Lady got to choose who fucked you first. She decided to go second.”

You whimper as Mt. Lady latches onto your breast, right beside your nipple, and sucks a dark mark into it. “I was tempted to get you first, but since I get Bunny’s sloppy seconds, I bet you’ll be able to fit a nice, fat cock inside your little pussy. Won’t you, sweets?”

It doesn’t take long to get rearranged on the bed, and before long you’re on all fours in the center of the bed with Mirko kneeling behind you, one hand pulling back the stocking to watch it slap against the fat of your thigh while the other roughly grabs your ass. Mt. Lady makes herself comfortable on the abundant pillows behind her, legs spread with you sucking on the insides of her thighs, leaving only faint marks that would disappear by morning.

“Don’t be a tease.” Mt. Lady jerks her hips up towards your face.

“‘m sorry, Mommy,” you say, and gently lick a long stripe up from her perineum to her clit, relishing in the way she bites her lip. “I just wanted to enjoy this. I don’t know if you’ll come back to see me.”

“Oh? Trying to take all my money already, hm? Greedy little baby.”

She strokes a finger along your bottom lip and you suck it into your mouth eagerly. “I should be paying you for letting me make you cum, Mommy. I promise I’ll be a good girl.”

You give gentle kitten licks to her clit as she mutters a curse under her breath. Her eyes flick up to meet Mirko at the end of the bed. “Fucking…this how she got you?”

You moan softly as you feel the head of Mirko’s strap-on tease in and out of your hold. She gives your ass an encouraging slap. “She’s got a talented mouth. Can’t blame me.”

You part Lady’s folds as you give her another languid lick, gently closing your mouth over her clit as you give it a few careful sucks. The arch in her back makes you smile as you draw teasing circles around her clit and slide it over her hole.

Her fingers immediately root themselves in your hair as she holds you close to her cunt. Behind you, you feel Mirko’s cock slowly prodding into your cunt, getting just the head in before slinking back out. Each teasing thrust she adds a centimeter more, displaying a surprising amount of restraint in fucking you while you slirp loudly at Lady’s cunt.

As your eyes flick up to meet hers, you see her head thrown back in bliss and her mouth hanging open as soft moans leave her with each passing of your talented tongue. Her left hand tweaks at her nipple while the other keeps you close to her pussy. You slide your middle and ring fingers into her cunt, humming when she squeezes around you.

It’s a slow, teasing pace for all of you. You occasionally wiggle your ass to Mirko, trying to encourage her to fuck you harder like she usually does, but she only laughs off your little show. Occasionally she’ll slide her fat cock out of you altogether to rub it along your wet folds before sliding back into you about halfway, keeping that infuriatingly slow pace.

“Go faster, Mommy,” you try. “I want it.”

“Oh, but I like how your pussy looks when I fuck it like this, princess.” To prove her point, she pulls all the way out of you, runs her cock around the rim of your pussy, before sliding it back in. “I love how it stretches for my cock. So cute.”

You pout. It’s not often you’re the one asking for pleasure while working at the House unless it’s part of play, but Mirko has been one of your regulars for a while now. You’re a bit more comfortable indulging yourself with her, and she with you.

And with her being a regular, you also know which buttons to push.

You nuzzle further into Lady as you work her open with your fingers and give wet, messy licks to her pussy. “Wanna make Mommy cum,” you coo, “so you can fuck me sooner. She’s being so mean.”

“What’s that, princess?” Mirko’s pace is the same.

Lady coos at you and grinds her pussy into your face. “Fuck, that’s it…keep doing that, sweetness, and I’ll fuck you good. You—hah, fuck—weren’t kidding…about her mouth. Can’t wait to stuff you full, lovely.”

You bat your lashes at her again. “Yeah? You’ll do it better? Make me feel good?”

Behind you, you feel Mirko grip your ass tighter. “No one fucks you better than me, princess. You know that.” You push your hips back against her, which she addresses with a stinging slap. “Watch it, princess.”

You’re winding Lady up higher and higher. She grinds into your face each time you quip back at Mirko. “Keep going, keep going, keep going—”

You do. She looks down at you the closer she gets, her purple eyes hazy with lust as you slide your tongue inside of her, as you move your face against her cunt so she sees her juices getting all over your face, marking yourself as hers. “Cum in my mouth, Mommy, I want it.”

“Fuck!”

She wraps her legs around you and bucks into your face, and you have no trouble closing your mouth over her cunt as she gushes into your mouth with a few sharp thrusts. Her thighs are a bit more plush than Mirko’s—whose are tight and supple with muscle—but you still feel how strong she is with the leglock she’s got you in as she rides out her high for several more moments before she finally releases you. Your head falls to the bed with a dull thump.

You hardly register the hand snaking up your back as you idly lick her fluids off of your face.

What you do register is the feeling of Mirko’s strap sliding home all the way inside you. The sensation makes you wince and gasp. It gets a bit thicker the closer it gets to the base.

Mirko leans over you, easily pressing you into the mattress. “That was a poor attempt to get me jealous, princess. I know you’d never choose anyone else’s cock over mine, right?”

You writhe beneath her. “N-No Mommy, I wouldn’t!”

“Hm. You didn’t think I was trying to be nice? Mommy was just trying to get you ready, sweet thing. I told you I had some surprises for you.” She gives another sharp slap to your ass. “But should bad princesses get surprises?”

“No…”

She pulls out of you halfway, then roughly slaps her hips forward as she completely sheathes herself in you. The stretch is a knife’s edge between pleasurable and painful, but you moan anyway, savoring the slight sting. With her hand buried in your hair and your face shoved into the mattress, Mirko gives you what you were begging her for, hard deep thrusts into your little cunt that you’re just barely able to take comfortably. Your mouth is agape, drool starting to pool onto the mattress.

She coos. “My poor little princess! Are you already done? Mommy already fucked you stupid on her cock?”

You can’t respond. She knows you can’t. She kneels over you even more, nearly thrusting into your poor cunt from above while you can’t do anything but keen at the new angle.

“Good girl, good girl. The only thing going on in that pretty little head of yours is my cock, isn’t it?”

“Fuck…yes!”

“Mm, but I’m sure you still know whose pussy this is, right princess? I don’t care how many two pump chumps see you, this pussy belongs to one person, doesn’t it?”

“I-It’s your pussy, Mommy! It’ll always be…I’m gonna cum, fuck—”

You curl inwards as you cum around Mirko’s strap, your hips sliding on and off of it as she laughs behind you. She indulges herself with a few more slow, deep strokes into you before she pulls out of you slowly.

“Don’t ever forget that, princess.” She kisses your cheek.

You feel her fingers, cool and wet with lube, gently slink inside of your pussy. You’re only able to manage a weak moan as she scissors her fingers inside of you again, finally pulling away with a hum. “Come on, princess. I hope you didn’t forget about Mt. Lady? I was just your warm-up.”

You blink. While she was pounding you into the mattress, you didn’t even realize where Mt. Lady ventured off to. Initially you assumed she went to refresh in the bathroom until you hear her voice from behind you both.

“Don’t worry, sweets. I bet your poor legs are mush, but I can hold you up.”

Immediately you doubt that. Mt. Lady is only a few centimeters taller than Mirko, and while you can look Mirko in the eye outside of your heels, you’re certain you’re probably heavier than either of them. Unless she used her Quirk—

You whip your head around.

Mt. Lady and Mirko both grin at your bewildered expression.

You’re thankful that the ceilings in the House are all fairly taller than normal, to accommodate those with quirks that make them larger than normal, because she has to be at least 270 centimeters tall now. And between her legs sitting proudly erect is the strap-on that you’re certain Mirko mentioned would be the surprise, and all you can do is stare.

The design is…esoteric would be the word you would choose. Phallus-shaped, but not quite like a human’s. The tip of it is a pretty hot pink color that fades into purple at the base. And it’s got to be around 30 centimeters, at most.

You know it’s not going to fit inside you.

“It’s oversized,” Mirko shrugs. “But seeing you get impaled on that cock? Watching you try to take as much of it as you can? I can’t wait.”

Mirko pulls you along by your arm, her hand running appreciatively along the monstrous-looking cock. You’re a bit skeptical, but at the same time you can feel yourself dripping down your thigh.

“Should I…lay on the bed, Mommy?” You’re not even sure how to go about this.

“Oh no.” Mirko turns one of the living chairs towards you guys, unhooking the strap from around her waist as she lounges in the chair with her fingers teasing her slit. “She’s got you.”

You soon realize that means Mt. Lady picks you up like you weigh nothing. You cling to her, your face being pressed into her chest as she coos and slowly lowers you onto the strap-on.

It starts off fairly normal. Your cunt is eager from the prep and subsequent fucking that occured not even a couple of minutes ago, and you make sure to say “yellow” once the stretch gets to be a bit too much.

“Right about there is good for you?” Lady strokes a large hand down your back.

You’re already trembling. You didn’t notice before, but the entire thing is textured all around. “Y-Yes…Mommy please…”

“You can fuck her,” Mirko says.

She doesn’t need to be told twice.

You can’t think of a word to describe the feeling of Lady holding you close to her chest as she thrusts in and out of you. The ridges of the cock caress your walls beautifully with every thrust. You feel your slick leak out from your weeping cunt as she moves in and out of you with a steady place, holding you in place like you’re nothing more than a toy to fuck. Your mind is foggy. Your mouth hangs open as moans and whiny gasps are forced out of you with each thrust. You love it.

“Aw…” Lady kisses your cheek as she takes in your fucked-out expression. “Look at you…told you I’d fuck you right, sweetness. You like the toys your Mommies picked out for you? Are you Mommy’s dumb little cock-drunk slut?”

“Y…” You shudder and press your face against her, burying them in her breasts. This feels like heaven. “Yes M-Mommy…” Your mouth finds purchase on one of her nipples. You really can’t think right now.

“You’re making a mess all over the floor, sweetness. Fuck, that’s it. You want me to fill up that slutty little hole of yours? Make you a mess of cum?”

You nod. Or at least, you think you do. Your head could also be bobbing up and down on its own.

Lady laughs mockingly at you as she picks up the pace even more somehow, bouncing up and down on her fat cock, and the feeling of being suspended in the air is a helplessness you swear you could get addicted to because you can’t do anything but be a good little girl and take it—

You’re cumming before your mind even catches up with your body. You let go of her nipple as your head falls back and you’re squirming in her arms, pussy creaming desperately around her cock. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

You feel the cock inside of you twitch and before you know it, you feel yourself gasp as the odd sensation of something spurting inside you brings awareness back to your fucked-out brain—

Lady is holding the small plunger that’s connected to the strap on and she presses it again. Another spurt of—runny, artificial, so fucking good—cum spurts inside of you again. Her thrusts are slow and don’t stop. You hold onto her for dear life as your mind wraps around the fact that she’s filling you to the fucking brim with cum and it’s enough to have you grinding against her, begging her to thrust a little bit faster as your fingers find your clit and you’re squirting again.

You don’t remember much after that.

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You awake later on in the dorms downstairs. You feel sore and lightheaded, and when you awake you’re still in the nightie that you wore to your appointment with Mirko and Mt. Lady, sans the stockings.

To your left is your Housemate, Lilac. She notices you’re awake immediately and looks relieved. “Are you okay? The other staff brought you in here after your appointment. Did something happen? Did they hurt you?”

You stretch and hiss at the ache you feel in your legs and your lower region. “They didn’t hurt me beyond anything that was agreed upon in play. I kind of just…came too hard and blacked out.”

Immediately you notice her exhale, her concern gone, but no sooner than that her eyes light up with mischievous glee. “So, it was that good? You’re always so put together and calm, I didn’t think a threesome with those two ladies would do you in like that. Spare the details.”

You lie on your side to face her, wincing a bit at the lingering pain. It’s even in my lower back, good lord. “What time is it? Did I sleep past dinnertime?”

“It started not too long ago. I wanted to make sure you were alright before I left you all alone.”

You smile at her. You and Lilac have always looked out for one another. “Tell you what. Let me get something in my stomach, and then we’ll gossip. And yes, it was that good.”

She grins, showing off her sharp canines. “Deal.”

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Shades of Obsession

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When obsession overpowers love, and morality meets its tragic end.

There are shades of life

There are shades of love

And

There are shades of death

There are shades of obsession

Who knew, that behind those sweet smiles laid malice, behind those perfect mannerisms grew schemes and behind their deep, passionate love, lurked madness?

First Shade

Yandere Seokjin x Reader

You were the object of his affection, the one he wished to cherish and possess. Then why would you shy away from him?

" No, I do not like you, I do not want you. Find someone else to dote upon, someone who would be worth it."

Status: Ongoing

Second Shade

Yandere Yoongi x Original Character

His demons were indifferent, pushed the love of his life away. His demons are evil and terrifying, and they controlled him now. And he would do anything to keep her with him.

" Your love ruined me, your indifference broke me. All you have ever done is to hurt me!"

Status: Being Planned

Third Shade

Yandere Hoseok x Original Character

Jealousy was bad. That would be a lie. His jealousy was a terrifying monster that wished to possess her, mind, body and soul. No matter the cost.

"Your love was something straight out of a daydream. But now, it is turning into my worst nightmare!"

Status: Being Planned

Fourth Shade

Yandere Namjoon x Original Character

He had the power, he had the resources, and he had the heart of a lover just for her. A tinge of madness would not hurt, right?

"I do not know if I ever loved you or not, but I know this, you ruined me!"

Status: Being Planned

Fifth Shade

Yandere Jimin x Original Character

Her body was his possession, but he wished to have more than just her pleasure. He wished to have her love, her heart, all of her. And who was she to deny it?

"I wish I never met you, I wish I had not caved into my desires. There was only lust, but now all I see is madness in your eyes."

Status: Being Planned

Sixth Shade

Yandere Taehyung x Original Character

What was love without passion? What was love without devotion? What was love without obsession? But he loved to destroy the line between love and obsession.

"You claim to love me, and you justify your horrible deeds in the name of 'love'. If this is love, I do not want it!"

Status: Being Planned

Seventh Shade

Yandere Jungkook x Original Character

She was everything he had been craving for, and he knew that he was every bit of what she needed. She filled in the void within him. Was it not his right to have her all to himself?

"I never wished to have a man who would build a gilded cage around me. I never wanted to be robbed of my freedom and independence. You are not the man I love, you never will be!"

Status: Being Planned

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The Innkeeper

For the wonderful @nocompromise-noregrets in response to a fantastic prompt:

“I’ve been wondering (since I realised that the Orcs probably see the Twins as war criminals) about the tales the Orcs might have told about them (tales to scare Orclings) - these almost mythical relentless silver-clad identical scourges - the other side of the story we’ve been told about their heroic quest to avenge their mother.“

Read here on AO3 and below the cut

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IRIDESCENT LOVE

CHAPTERS: INFO , 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5 , 6 , 7 , 8 , 9 , 10 , 11 , 12 , 13 , 14 , 15 , 16 , 17 , ...

From a fated meeting to a life filled with wonders, the path of discovery is much, much harder than what I had prepared myself for.

Especially when my identity, the only one I knew of ends up being a total lie.

BTS X READER

ALPHA/BETA/OMEGA AU

M/F , MULTI

RATED M

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🌙 smut      ✨ fantasy 

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➜ one-shots:

☆ ‘till the end of the line  ☁️

the world has ended and everything you have ever loved died with it. now, you have nothing but a gunshot, an old van, and most importantly - him. 

➜ series:

the misadventures list  🌙 🌝 ☀️

the night shift can be very wild at times. you’ve witnessed so many strange, concerning and absurd situations happen inside the tiny convenience store that you could make a long list with everything that got you stunned - and the situation that takes the prize of being the weirdest of your list is the night a desperate millionaire, for the sake of saving his fortune, asks you to pretend to be his girlfriend. 

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➜  Chapters: (1)  (2)  (3)  (4)⏯️

➜  series:

umbra.  ✨  🌹  ☁️

being ruled by an ancient commandment, your sole purpose is to serve. you were born to protect the king with your life, tied by an everlasting oath; you are nothing but a shadow, a silent and insignificant being. he appears to you like the sun, the warmest and brightest star in the sky, and gives you a chance to live. it is then that your entire universe starts to orbit around this sun, and you decide that you are truly willing to die for him. 

➜  Chapters: (1)  (2)  (3)  (4)  (5)  (6)  (7)  (8)  (9)  (10)  (11)  (12)  (13)  (14)  (15) ⏯️

saudade.  ☁️ ✨ 🌙

no one is born to be alone and no one can be complete in oneself - that’s why, in this world, every person has a pair, someone that complements their soul in every aspect. you, however, are an exception to the rule, for the mark on your wrist indicates that your pair has passed away way before you were born. 

➜  Chapters: (1) (2) (3) (4)⏯️

➜ one-shots:

☆ everlasting  ☁️

being able to love the same person forever is a blessing given from the heavens. to you, however, eternity has become a curse.

➜  series:

puzzle.  🌙  🌝  ☁️

you and jungkook are best friends of a lifetime, even though your personalities are like unmatching pieces of a puzzle. the line between friendship and something more has never been crossed between you two - but that changes after a break up and a drunken night, when you not-so-accidentally cross this line to something much more. what happens when after this accident your non-matching puzzle pieces seem to match in a way you’ve never imagined? 

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Trip No Further | 04

Summary: When your valiant attempt to get your best friend laid not only backfires, but results in one mind-boggling discovery—that the world-famous idol Min Yoongi of BTS is your soulmate—you’re forced to confront your new reality. Soon, you will need each other’s touch to survive. Too bad Suga, despite his sweet name, is proving to be something of an acquired taste…

Pairing: idol!Yoongi x Reader Genre: soulmate!au, idol!au, slow burn, heavy humor, eventual smut, low-key enemies-to-lovers… Word Count: ~7.4k Rating: 18+ Warnings: swearing, mentions of drinking/partying, yoongi is a pee-pee head, pop culture reference bonanza Links: AO3, Masterlist

A/N: Thank you all so much for the support here and over on AO3! I am having a blasty-blast writing this crackfic and it’s been so fun interacting with you all and goofing off together :) Someone asked if TNF has a taglist—the answer is no, but if you turn on alerts for the tag #trip no further you’ll get notified when there’s a new chapter up. Thank you for reading!

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MASTERLIST

WARNING - heavily unedited nonsense

OT7

Office CEO au - you work for seven CEOs who have called you into their office due to a complaint {fluff + angst + smut}

Chapters in chronological order: 10.5 -> 12.5 -> 4-6, 8.5 -> 13.5 -> 1-3 -> 7 -> 7.5 -> 8 -> 9 -> 10 -> 11 -> 12 -> 13…

Complaint

Mediation

Resolution

Blush

Play

More

Affection 7.5. Bicker

Jealousy 8.5. Envy

Interview

Resignation 10.5 Recruitment

Appraisal

Assessment 12.5 Endearment

Performance 13.5 Error

Royal/Bodyguard au - your bodyguards became your best friends and you couldn’t imagine your life without them {fluff + angst} [complete]

I want you to stay

If you leave

Stuck with you

Is there somewhere

At least I have you

When I knew

I love you for infinity

Our little love | Mafia/Soft Yandere au - you were sent to do your job you didn’t expect to fall in love {fluff + angst + smut}

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Bleeding butterflies | Vampire au - a drop of your blood was worth that of a thousand people, but they would never allow another being to have a taste {fluff + angst + smut} [moodboard 1, moodboard 2]

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7 7.5. Bonus Chapter

Part 8

Part 9 9.5. Bonus Chapter

Part 10 10.5 Bonus Chapter

Part 11

Part 12

Part 13 13.5 Bonus Chapter

What if…? | Multiverse au - my OT7 au’s reimagined with a twist

What if... the CEOs were hybrids? {CEO au}

What if... you decided to runaway? {Bogyguard/Royal au}

What if... the guys were the detectives and you were the kingpin? {Our little love}

What if... the witches won? {Bleeding butterflies}

Kim Namjoon

Eyes Closed - you decide to leave your boyfriend but he was not going to let you go {yandere + angst}

What’s a soulmate - {part of the petal universe} Part two

Mini CEO AU Drabble - Everything’s testing the patience of the lead CEO {angst + fluff}

Kim Seokjin

When the sun rises - {part of the petal universe}

Types of love - unrequited love sucks ft. Jungkook / housemate au {angst + fluff}

I can’t be with you - you broke up with him but no one knew why / ex boyfriend au {angst}

Min Yoongi

Love isn’t enough - you can’t say yes {angst}

Before the rain pours - you’ve pissed your boyfriend off {Yandere + Angst}

7.5 Bicker - part of the CEO au {fluff}

Jung Hoseok

Im not a toy - you couldn’t do it anymore {angst}

I can’t betray you - [moodboard] it didn’t matter that you weren’t together anymore, or how bad your break up was, it didn’t matter that he was the Kingpin, they couldn’t make you betray him {angst} Part two, Part three, Part four

Park Jimin

I’ll spend a lifetime getting over you - you thought you could handle him getting married to someone else {angst}

Harbouring a hybrid - in a world where hybrids were hunted and terminated, you would do anything to protect yours / hybrid au {fluff + angst} Part 2, Part 2.5, Part 3, Part 3.5, Part 4

Kim Taehyung

Petal - your soulmate pretends you don’t exist / mafia + soulmate au {angst} part 2 - but you don’t want to let him go {angst} part 3 - a shot was fired the day you met, it just took its time to reach you {angst} part 4 - this may be the finale [complete]

Love in colour - you live in a world where you can only see colour when you fall in love {fluff}

Hollow Moon - You were bound to the alpha by the Moon, tradition dictated the way your souls were tied together, but you didn’t want a mate, you only wanted your freedom {angst}

Jeon Jungkook

I’ll love you until you love yourself - he spiralled into a dark abyss since you left him / ex lovers au {angst}

Types of love - unrequited love sucks ft. Jin / housemate au {angst + fluff}

Can’t live without you - he had to do it, you were going to leave him {yandere} Part two , Part three

... maybe more coming soon

(Decided to make a masterlist just so I don’t lose where anything is in this mess called Tumblr)

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No one else for me- PJM

Pairing: YANDERE! Park Jimin x fem reader.

Word count: (I'll be adding my Word counts from now on) 4.7k words.

A/N: I was writing something for Helsinki and suddenly this stupid little idea hit me like a ton of bricks. What if MC had managed to escape her yandere, but quickly found there was no one waiting for her outside. How'd she go back to him? Because isn't the feeling of being loved and belonging somewhere strong enough to override the sense of independence in the best of us? I'd love to know what you think about the matter.

Warnings: (Buckle your seatbelts) NSFW, smut, yandere, obsessive behavior, MC is definitely sick mentally, so is Jimin, marking, use of sex toys, degradation, oral M receiving, orgasm denial, crying during sex, toxic relationship, rough sex, creampie + unprotected sex, breeding kink (unexplored).

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Shout out: My wonderful @bebejungkook for reading this through when I was half asleep and probably didn't even remember what I'd written. What would I do without you?

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You couldn't believe you were back here again. The driveway you had run down barefoot, stubbing your toes and cutting your feet, stretched in your vision now, at the end of which the pretty little house sat, it's lights twinkling. Warm and inviting.

Safe.

You had always been safe with Jimin.

So why had you taken the risk and brought down the entire wrath of Hell upon yourself and run away from him?

Run back to what?

Your sister Lisa? Who had inherited whatever funds your parents had saved for both of you and gone to Europe, all in the span of the three months Jimin had kept you here?

Your best friend Tannie? Who you had called the second you had succeeded in borrowing a phone from an older man at the bus station, and she had slammed the phone in your face, claiming it was a sick prank call and that you were dead, she was sure of it?

Or did you perhaps run away to find Kai again? The man who had wooed you once, with empty promises and massive claims. Claims of love and devotion. Whose lingering kisses were what you had felt every time Jimin had pecked your lips. Whose fleeting hands were the memory that had kept you sane when Jimin's hands had roamed over the same places.

Only that, Kai was engaged now.

To a woman you had never seen, never heard of, never wanted to know.

The two nights you had slept on some park bench or the other had gifted you many things. Back pain, beautiful black circles under your eyes, with bags and swelling to match, and a devastating ache to just be held in those strong arms again. To be claimed by those fierce lips that never hesitated to mark you as his every time he felt you needed reminding. To the safety of the four walls of Park Jimin's house.

Because the world had forgotten and forgone you.

Nobody cared about you. Especially not the people you had risked your life for. Hell, even the little kids that had walked past you this morning on their way to school, had offered to treat you to some ramen, which was much more that your best friend "forever" had bothered to do.

And so, the gatekeeper's wide eyes didn't faze you as you stood in front of him. "Is Jimin home?"

He merely nodded. You weren't asking for much more.

"I'll find my way to him myself, thanks." You mumbled, entering the property, a fool's hope for forgiveness in your heart.

4 knocks in quick succession.

Silence from the inside.

You heard the intercom beep from the kitchen.

The gatekeeper was probably telling him about the sick excuse of a human the cat seemed to have dragged in.

A shuffle of footsteps.

The door opened.

There he was.

Jimin.

But he looked different too.

His arms were folded across his chest. His eyes were cold and indifferent.

Or maybe they'd always been this way?

No they hadn't. Not to you. Never to you. He loved you...

Right?

"Jimin..." You half whispered, the tears swiftly rising to your eyes.

There it was. The crack in his ice.

When his hands reached for you, for the first time ever you reached back. When he pulled you inside and slammed the door behind you, you didn't wince. When his lips slammed down on yours, you kissed him back with the same fervor, shaking in his arms, refusing to believe you were back here.

Your tears wet his cheeks, causing him to growl and pull back. He cupped your cheek, a hair too harsh maybe, but as possessive as ever. "Where did you go off to, my sweet girl?" A murmured question.

"Jimin, I- I..." There were no words to justify your betrayal, the way you had hurt him, and you knew it.

But to him, your lack of words only confirmed that you hadn't betrayed him on your own accord. You would never leave him like that. You were his sweet girl, his little pet, his ray of sunshine.

His angel.

He'd burn the whole world that had wrecked you to the woman that stood in front of him. After he had spent so much effort to make you the prettiest doll he had ever had, seeing you this battered sent his entire body burning in the hottest flames of anger.

The tears never ceased. The sobs refused to quieten.

You hugged yourself, even more scared now that Jimin wasn't saying a word, now that his hands had dropped to his side.

Your back hit the wall, and you slid down it, body shaking, and lungs screaming for air.

"They've all forgotten me. They don't love me. They don't love me..." You repeated to yourself, more to drill it into your own head rather than his.

You looked up at him, with glistening eyes, "No one loves me."

He knelt down to your level, easily taking your hands in his own, a sick satisfaction settling into his gut at your words, and the ease with which he was able to touch you just now.

"Don't say that pet." He wiped your tears.

"It's true." A shudder ran through you.

His hand roamed lower, now resting against your neck. "I do. I love you. I've been telling you for so long haven't I?"

"You still do?"

Your innocent, soft question had his dick twitching in his pants. It was a question that surrounded all your insecurities at that moment, and he was well aware of it.

"Do I still love you, after you hurt me like that? Tell me y/n, do you deserve to be loved after stabbing my back like that?"

It was a rhetorical question.

Of course you didn't.

Of course he hated you now.

Of course you had lost the last seclude you had.

You shook your head no. You understood what was happening.

Park Jimin wouldn't take you back.

You were actually, utterly alone in this world now.

You bowed your head and took a step towards the door.

Jimin's vice grip closed around your forearm in a flash and the next thing you knew, you were being slammed against the wall, his hand at your throat, his face just a breath away from yours.

"No you don't. But you know what? I'm a stupid idiot. I'm such an idiot that I still want you. Even though I spent the last two nights crying at your betrayal, and even though I haven't had a bite to eat because you weren't at the table with me, I still want you." He growled, his chokehold on your airway tightening deliciously, possessively.

Your heart tore at his words. You felt even worse, knowing that you had caused him that much suffering. When all he had ever done for you was keep you safe, loved and tended to.

Of course Jimin was lying through his teeth. He knew you'd come back to him. He had made sure of it. But you didn't need to know that.

"I'm so sorry Jimin."

"Sorry won't cut it doll. Do you want me?" He asked, matter of factly.

" Yes" you whispered, " I want you, if you'll still have me"

The erection in his pants was straining against the fabric by now. His sickest fantasy was being fulfilled just like that. He had finally broken you. You had finally, willingly admitted that you wanted him, and more than that you had asked if he'd still have you.

Did you really have no idea what you did to him?

He let go of your neck, and pulled back.

So he didn't want you?

Your breath left you. This was the proper end wasn't it?

And then his hands were on your waist, and you were held against his chest, your lips claimed, your breath stolen and the soul breathed back into your limp body.

Wordlessly, Jimin pulled you towards the bedroom, slamming the door behind him.

"Strip." His command was short and authoritative.

And you were only willing to comply.

You pushed your shirt off, making quick work of the trousers you were wearing, leaving you effectively half naked under his gaze in the span of half a minute.

"My good girl, come here." He beckoned.

He slipped the straps of the bra off your shoulders littering little kisses over the slowly fading marks he had left on your soft skin the last time he had taken you.

And then he pulled it harshly, the clasp in the back breaking and the piece of clothing falling to your feet. You gasped.

"On the bed."

And on the bed you were.

"You're being so good aren't you love..." He said absent mindedly, drinking in the image of you leaning on your arms, waiting for him.

You nodded meekly, the only thing occupying your mind being the thought that you had to please him.

Jimin made his way to one of the drawers in his dressers. Your heart thudded, knowing what was coming.

Soon enough, you saw the little devilish device in his hands.

It was one of the more intricate sex toys Jimin owned. The curved C shaped silicone device had two heads, one that would go inside you, and the other one that would rest on your clit.

He had used it just once before on you, and you had thrashed and begged him to stop. He had been trying to get you to break that night. But today, here you were, already broken and eager for him.

"Will you let me take care of you then?" He asked. "Will you let me see just how sorry you are?"

"I'm so sorry." You repeated, your hands outstretched to him.

He bent over you, kissing your forehead as his palm cupped your sex. "Show me how much." He whispered against you.

You bucked your hips against his hand and he hummed appreciatively.

"Take off your panties."

And so they came off. There was not a resistive bone in your body right now. What Jimin wanted, Jimin would get.

"Spread your legs for me."

He gently prodded your clitoris, the shock of his movement rushing through you exhilaratingly.

"Ohh" you gasped.

That was all the consent Jimin needed to begin the abuse his fingers were capable of, to your pussy.

In almost no time, you were soaking his fingers in your juices, your lips pressed against each other and chest heaving.

When he was content with how wet you were, he withdrew his hand, just for a second before landing a sharp smack straight on your sensitive, swollen lower lips.

A cry tore out of your chest.

"Such a bad girl, running away from Daddy like that."

"I'm sorry."

Another slap that had your arching your back. "How sorry?"

"So, so sorry Daddy. It was a stupid thing to do."

He hummed in agreement. "Yes it was doll. Why did you do it?" His hands weren't just good at delivering slaps, they were also giving such heavenly soothing touches to ease the torture he was putting you through.

"I thought I had someone to go back to." Your tone was void of emotion, causing Jimin to almost swell in happiness.

"And was there?" A finger eased into you.

"No." You whimpered.

"It seems like my princess's adventure taught her many things. But haven't I been telling you the same things all along? Shouldn't you have listened to me?"

You whined, the unsatisfying stretch of a single finger buried inside you, making it hard to focus on his words. You nodded.

"Did you see that piece of shit you said you loved?" Suddenly he sounded cold and distant. He took his finger out of you and pulled you to sit up and look into his eyes. "Did you see how easily he decided to marry someone that was not you?"

A fresh stream of hot tears made it's way down your cheeks.

"How could he settle for a cunt that wasn't yours. How could he miss out in this sweet pussy and marry someone else if he loved you?"

You had nothing to say to that. You only listened to his mocking, dying inside.

" I bet his bitch isn't even half as good as you. I bet he'll wish he took you at the chance he had...but it's too late. You don't love him anymore, do you angel?" He cooed.

You shook your head. But then what were these tears?

" DON'T cry for another man in front of me you little slutty bitch!" Jimin yelled, pinching your clit so hard, you flinched and curled in on yourself, whining like a hurt dog.

" My baby, my baby... My precious, precious girl." And just like that, Jimin was pressing kisses against your lips and mumbling sweet words into your mouth, graciously granting you two soothing fingers into your aching hole.

" Jimin" you whispered against him. He pulled away, cocking his brow. " Please fuck me." You requested, your cheeks blazing hot.

" No baby. You need to be punished." He said decisively, " Come on, get on your knees." He scooted to the edge of the bed, ignoring you till you had followed what he said, busy undoing his belt buckle.

But then he remembered something. "Wait...come stand in front of me, let me look at you."

You stood up, and stood awkwardly in front of his keen eyes, that were focused on the wetness against your thighs.

"You'll let me use my little toy on you today right?" He asked, though it wasn't even a question, both of you knew it, because his thumb was already parting your wet folds and his other hand held the contraption close to your opening.

The overload of all the emotions and sensations had you trembling, but Jimin thought you were scared. "It won't hurt sweety, just part your legs a little and trust me."

Soon enough, the little bulb was sitting inside your pussy, your walls sucking in the cool silicone.

The sensation was a little triggering, but you bit your tongue and waited for Jimin to adjust the second part to his liking.

"Such a good girl for me." He praised, kissing across your pubic bone. You felt yourself relax. He wasn't all that mad was he?

But as soon as the little head sat right on your bundle of nerves, there was a shift in the air.

"Okay, back on your knees." He commanded, pulling out his erection and pumping himself a couple of times.

You didn't like giving head. You hadn't been especially fond of the idea ever, but in the early days of your captivity, Jimin had made you suck him countless times, so the act was especially traumatic.

But for now, all trauma was chucked out the window. The only man in the world who actually cared for you, needed your mouth. And so he'd have it.

You opened up, slipping his dick inside your mouth.

Jimin gasped in satisfaction at the willingness and the warm, wet, welcome feeling.

Soon enough you had found a rythm, bobbing up and down his entire length, your tongue caressing all the angry veins along it, as if you were trying to soothe the anger you knew he held inside him.

You had almost forgotten the device that sat inside you, but Jimin wouldn't let you forget. He had the remote right in his hand, and as soon as you closed your eyes and hummed around his dick, he turned it on to it's lowest setting.

Even though the vibrations weren't strong, the shock of the unexpected movement had you letting out a muffled squeal against his cock.

"You're not gonna take your pretty mouth off me. If you do, I'm not gonna fuck you. You don't want that,do you?" His tone was sickly sweet.

You shook your head vehemently. You didn't want that at all.

And so, you forced you wits to gather, and breathed through your nose and continued sucking his dick, until his hand came and cupped your cheek, then landed a little slap against the bulge of his cock against your cheek.

" My eager little slut aren't you?"

You hummed in agreement.

He laughed. "You look so pretty like this baby. My dick stuffed in your mouth and your eyes all big and pretty like that"

A spike in the vibrations to your core, and you clenched around the toy, aware of the wetness dripping down your thighs.

" Are you wet?"

You nodded, holding his eyes as you stopped your movements for a second to look at his blown out pupils. His eyes looked fucked out yet his face was firm and stoic. Ever the dominant.

"Will you feel yourself and let me see how wet?"

Without hesitation, you led your fingers straight to your gushing core, and gathered some arousal on them. You held up your gleaming fingers for him to see, kitten licking his tip softly as you examined his reaction.

Jimin wordlessly took your hand, licking your fingers clean and humming in satisfaction. The hand he had in your hair, gathering it away from your face, now came lower and rested on your shoulder. "Keep going" he whispered and shut his eyes, leaning his head back.

You added both your hands to the equation, pumping him and making a sloppy mess with your mouth as deep, pleased breaths left his parted lips.

He looked heavenly. Raven hair ruffled by the hands he'd run in it, eyes closed and lips parted slightly and you thought just how good he must feel if the rock hard member in your mouth was anything to go by.

But one thing did bother you. The weak vibrations that were doing nothing for you except make you a leaking mess.

You called for him, the words muffled with the way your mouth was occupied.

His hands cupped your chin, looking straight at you and easing you off his dick. "What do you wanna say so bad little pet?"

"I- need to feel you. I need something..."

"My little fucktoy needs something to fill her holes?"

You nodded, cheeks blazing red at the names he called you, but also at the admission you gave him.

"Aww baby. So needy. But this is about me. This is you making up for making me sad." He said, the evil glint in his eyes lost to your misery.

Exactly then, Jimin increased the level of the vibrator a couple notches. You jumped, a new gush of arousal leaking out of you, a soft scream of surprise to match your wide, big eyes.

Jimin laughed.

"Make me feel good, and I'll fuck you so good you'll forget how to breathe. I promise."

If there was one thing about him that was permanent, it was the fact that he kept his promises. Stomach doing back flips at the promised pleasure, you cupped your breasts and brought them closer to his twitching dick. He watched in anticipation, as you placed it between your breasts, cupping them together and began sliding them up and down his length.

"Oh God..." Jimin leaned back again.

You let him fuck your tits like that for long enough that you felt your arms starting to tingle. Jimin was uncharacteristically quiet too. A chill ran up your spine. Were you doing something wrong?

"Jimin...?" You called.

"Yes love?" He raised his head, his face quite the opposite of what it had been earlier. His eyes were soft and his little smile was warm.

"Can I kiss you?" You ventured.

A confused little frown formed on his forehead. He still couldn't believe you were being this good.

But in reality, you really wanted his lips on yours again. Suddenly, it felt like his kisses were a drug and you wanted to envelope yourself in it. He'd make you feel okay.

You'd be okay with him.

You'd be loved with him.

And so you had to kiss him. You had to.

He leaned forward, tantalizingly close to you. You wasted not a second longer, raising a shaking hand to dive into his hair and pulled him lower, capturing his lips in a grateful sigh.

Soon, he had taken control of the kiss, but also of the little remote, his wild fingers twisting it all the way.

You gasped, unable to understand the strange tightness in your gut suddenly and unable to pull away from him. Struggling a little you finally pushed his chest and whimpered, "It's too much. I-- can't...ohhhh fuck" you gasped, painfully aware of the double stimulation the device gave you.

Jimin didn't respond. He knew you'd take it. You had to take it. You were his little pet, you'd do anything he wants.

And right now he wanted to make you cry again.

The familiar but unwelcome tingling crept up your spine as you curled into yourself, the strange pleasure coarsing through you, aware of the orgasm that was rushing to you like a freight train.

"Jimin, I'm gonna cum" you breathed, holding yourself, his pleasure forgotten.

No you weren't. He'd edge you till you sobbed.

And as soon as your thighs clenched and your eyes rolled back in pleasure, he turned the vibrator off.

A wave of disappointment racked your body as you shook with the force of the release that never came.

"No!" You cried out.

"Did I fucking tell you you could cum?" He asked, his tone deadly.

Shit. You fucked up.

"I-im-" you gasped.

"Yeah, yeah you're fucking sorry, get on the bed" he rolled his eyes.

Eager to comply, you scrambled up.

Jimin lifted you and placed a pillow under your hips, thrusting your pussy upwards towards him.

His fingers carded through the soaking lips.

"This pussy...is mine. Okay?" He looked at you sharply.

You nodded.

And then the device was back on, straight to the highest setting eliciting a scream of oversensitivity from you.

You clenched around it, the contraction pulling the device in slightly.

The high you had just recently lost came almost rushing back.

"Oh my fucking Godddddd!" You screamed.

" That's right, let me hear you scream." Jimin sounded pleased.

You bucked your hips upwards, craving some friction to the overwhelming pleasure you were drowning in.

"Jimin, Jimin…Jimin please" you gasped as the coil in your stomach twisted and almost came undone.

Almost.

Because the device was switched off at that moment.

"No, please!" Tears leaked past your lashes.

"I thought I just said this was my pussy. And nothing will make you cum if it's not me." He sounded wounded, as you looked up at him through your blurry vision.

"You won't fuck me though" you ran an exasperated hand in your hair, "I want to cum, please Jimin please just fuck me. Please let me cum."

Oh he was having the time of his life!

"Oh baby" he cooed. "All you had to do was ask" Before he unceremoniously ripped your legs apart and yanked the device out, making you whine and shiver in sensitivity at the loss.

He lined himself up to your opening.

"You're mine okay? Anytime you wanna be filled with cock, you come to me. Got it?"

You nodded, not trusting your voice.

And then he was inside you. His thick cock ripping you open and remoulding you again behind it. The stretch that had felt foreign and forced all this time felt like Heaven. Your mouth dropped open as the deepest moan left your chest.

"Fuuuuuck!" You groaned.

He seemed to not be in the mood to set any pace. Instead, he just rammed into you at speeds that made the fucking vibrator look like child's play.

Your swollen clit screamed for attention but you were so focused on simply breathing through the whole thing that there wasn't much you could do.

His thrusts were pushing you up on the bed, and for that, he grabbed onto your hips, his fingers harsh, his force bruising.

"Look at you, bouncing on my dick like the brainless little whore you are!" He grunted, his nails clawing down your thighs.

You arched your back, every sensation amplified.

Moans of his name fell from your lips like some sick prayer and twinkled in his eyes. He was loving this so much.

" I'm close…so close" you grunted and immediately he slowed down a little.

"No Jimin, please!" You cried

"Patience little doll, we have a lesson to teach you." He drawled.

You looked at him, tears brimming past your eyes, expectant and aching.

" You're not stepping out of this house again unless you're on my arm." He said.

You nodded, immediately. You weren't planning on it.

"You're never thinking about leaving me like this again." He rocked his hips against your sensitive walls. You whimpered.

" No, I won't." You agreed

"What a princess." His pace increased a little.

"Whose princess are you?" He asked.

"Yours." You said lowly.

"What's that?" He rammed into you forcefully, grabbing at your ass.

"Oh God!! Yours!" You said much louder.

"Who makes you feel so good?" His hips were almost fluid in their assault.

"You do!" Tears fell onto your cheeks. It was true, you felt so good.

His thumb came upon your clit, playing with it lazily, as if he wasn't ruining your pussy at the same time.

"Let's repeat that lesson huh? Whose princess are you?" He punctuated each line with a blow to your cervix it felt like, sending forth a gush of your juices with a squelch. It was straight up filthy.

"Yours!" You replied, your orgasm finally across the corner again.

"That's right!" He bent over you, hitting a whole new angle, making your shut your eyes and arch your back, your tits rubbing against his chest. "Mine! Mineminemineminemine!" He grabbed your chin, "Say it!"

"I'm yours Jimin, I'm all yours. There's no one else for me, please please I'm yours please let me cum" you cried just as he wanted.

A bruising bite was felt just above your nipple and you knew your body was about to become his canvas again. But it had felt good.

"Cum for me." He ordered.

You nodded, a little immersed in the whispered praises he was kissing and sucking into your skin.

And then he bit your nipple, his thumb coated in your slick, vibrated furiously over your pearl and his dick rammed into all the crevices of your pussy that was made for him.

And you were cumming so hard, that you felt your breath stop, just as he had promised.

Your mouth hung open as your body thrashed and shook, clearly in the battle between life and pleasure.

Jimin's soothing hand flicked your hard nipple. "My little pain slut, all mine, all mine forever" he reassured himself before he crashed onto your mouth, invading the space like it was his property, which it was, and in a few moments, he was spilling his thick, hot load straight into your womb.

He held you against him, because he needed to feel you just as much as you needed his comfort.

"I'll take care of you baby. I love you, I always will. I'll love my little y/n, she doesn't need anyone else" he mumbled, half knocked out, into your hair.

You, who were just as exhausted if not more, nodded, still gasping at the little flutters your walls would do around his dick, still in you, holding his seed inside you.

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Masterlist

One-Shots/Mini-Series

Let the Villain Win | Author AU | Yandere AU | Smut | Thriller/Drama | Namjoon x Reader |

Level of Restraint | Office AU | BDSM AU | Yandere AU | Smut | Thriller/Drama | Jimin x Reader | Namjoon x Reader | Taehyung x Reader |

The Shoulder on Which You Cry | Hometown AU | Smut | Romance/Drama | Jungkook x Reader | Namjoon x Reader |

Wrapped Together | Christmas AU | Smut | Romance/Angst | Namjoon x Reader | Part of the Christmas with Bangtan: Secret Santa Collab |

In Need of Orders | Kingsman AU | Smut | Action/Comedy/Drama/Romance | Seokjin x Reader | 

Blood Bounty Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Vampire AU | Historical Fantasy AU | Smut | Thriller/Drama/Romance | Yoongi x Reader | Taehyung x Reader |

Locks and Barriers | Post Apocalypse AU | Smut | Romance/Drama | Hoseok x Reader |

Level of Restraint | Office AU | BDSM AU | Yandere AU | Smut | Thriller/Drama | Jimin x Reader | Namjoon x Reader | Taehyung x Reader |

I See You Part 1 |  Coming Soon | Soulmate AU | College/Internship AU | Romance/Drama | Smut | Jungkook x Reader | Jimin x Reader |

Escaping the Nightmare | Yandere AU | Smut | Thriller/Drama | Jimin x Reader | Jungkook x Reader |

Beastly Gods | Hybrid AU (Hybrid!Tae, Human!Reader) | Yandere AU | Smut | Thriller/Drama | Taehyung x Reader | ??? x Reader |

Blood Bounty Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | | Vampire AU | Historical Fantasy AU | Smut | Thriller/Drama/Romance | Yoongi x Reader | Taehyung x Reader |

Level of Restraint | Office AU | BDSM AU | Yandere AU | Smut | Thriller/Drama | Jimin x Reader | Namjoon x Reader | Taehyung x Reader |

The Garden Thief | Hybrid AU (Hybrid!JJK, Human!Reader) | Smut | Enemies to Lovers | Romance/Comedy | Jungkook x Reader |

The Shoulder on Which You Cry | Hometown AU | Smut | Romance/Drama | Jungkook x Reader | Namjoon x Reader |

I See You Part 1 |  Coming Soon | Soulmate AU | College/Internship AU | Romance/Drama | Smut | Jungkook x Reader | Jimin x Reader |

Escaping the Nightmare | Yandere AU | Smut | Thriller/Drama | Jimin x Reader | Jungkook x Reader |

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Series

Android AU | Assassin AU | Maknae line x Reader | AI!Jungkook

Trailer GIF

Chapters: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Drabbles: Valentine 

*Members take the roles of different hybrids/characters in each era* - The reasons as to how and why explained HERE

Era 1: Just before/during the hybrid rebellion

The Garden Thief | Hybrid AU (Hybrid!JJK, Human!Reader) | Smut | Enemies to Lovers | Romance/Comedy | Jungkook x Reader |

Conquering Fear - Coming Soon | Hybrid AU (Human!Reader)| Smut | Thriller/Drama | Yoongi x Reader | Seokjin x Reader |

Era 2: Over one hundred years after the hybrid rebellion

Beastly Gods | Taehyung x Reader x ??? | Hybrid AU (Hybrid!Tae, Human!Reader) | Smut | Thriller/Drama

Namjoon’s Tale | Namjoon x Reader x Taehyung |  A short companion/sequel to Beastly Gods |Thriller/Drama

Series Masterlist (Parts 1 - 18 + Additional Scenes) | Gang AU/Mafia AU | Hyung Line x Reader (Primarily Namjoon x Reader)

Grim Reaper AU | BTS x Reader | Each short story will feature a different member as a Grim Reaper | Best but not required to read in order

Grim Love: Loss | Reaper!Namjoon x Reader x Yoongi

Grim Love: Memory | Reaper!Taehyung x Reader x Seokjin

Grim Love: Echo |  Reaper!Jungkook x Reader x Seokjin

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Round 1 | July 1st-5th, 2019

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Beastly Gods (M)

Pairings:  Hybrid!Taehyung x Reader x ??? Word Count: 8K Rating: M Genre: Hybrid AU, Thriller, Drama Warnings:  Smut scene (Unprotected Sex, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Fingering, Cum Play), Blood, Captivity, Themes of Obsession and Ownership.

Summary: ‘Don’t leave the forest,’ a rule that you’ve been forced to follow since birth, but you are tired of living in this wooden cage. Out of desperation you cut a deal with Taehyung, who claims to be the only one who can get you out safely, even though he might be just as dangerous as the god you’re trying to escape.

AN: Not your typical Hybrid AU. At first I was going to release secondary love interest information, but then I thought, fuck it, you’ll guys will just have to wait until the end to see who watches over the forest *Cackles*. Story is dedicated to @lovelesscherry​ who reblogged a cabin room photo that started this whole mess of an idea. 

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A large oak stands in front of you as your best method to reach the sky, the only tool you have for your small calculated rebellion.

You’ve been taught since birth, ‘Don’t leave the forest. As long as you remain within the woods you are safe, but  anything which goes out beyond the line of trees is his to take. ’ The lessons refer to the so called protector of your forest, a self proclaimed god, and the one you live to hate. Some have made attempts to leave over the years, to go past the tree line but none of them have returned. The people of your village believe them to be dead but you hold out hope that maybe they found something better.

You grab the first branch and haul yourself up. The first step is always the most difficult, with such a large distance between it and the forest floor. Going from there is only too easy, stepping from limb to limb as you make your rise to the top.    

Three generations of your people have resided in this place. Some call it home but to you it is nothing more than a cage. The branches creating the bars which entrap you in this life. You wish to see the open sky unobscured by the reach of the trees, so everyday you make the climb to the highest tree top you can.

Those that had made previous attempts to escape left the forest perimeter on the ground, but you take your brief moment of freedom from up high. You delight in having found a weakness in his pen, one god surely would have difficulty watching all sides of the forest, why would he even bother to check the treetops? Up here you are safe, you are free. It may seem like a pointless rebellion but to you it’s everything, reaching beyond the branches has become your way of showing that you are not complacent.

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