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How do you feel about Instagram army's and some twitter army's making fun of reader insert / y/n fics? Does it bother you or make you laugh?

Hey! So Admin J and I currently aren’t writing any more fics but I know I still read them. It’s funny to me when people go out of their way to make fun or bash something instead of just ignoring it and going on with their lives. Like for why? Do you literally have nothing better to do lol? But yeah it’s so dumb if you don’t like something just don’t read it.

Admin A

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I read the Stress Relief fanfic on Admin A and like it so much!!! The dominant Yoongi is absolutely perfect, I know he is sweat and nice whenever it comes to Hoseok but this is too good!!! Please write more YoonSeok (Yoongi top only please)!!! I'm really looking forward to it!! ♡♡

Thank you anon. Sorry for the late reply, we haven’t been very active lately. And we are still waiting for any new admins that may want to join. Though that hasn’t been working out. However, I will try getting back to writing for the blog again because I miss it. I’ll make sure to start with YoonSeok ;).

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City Lights, Thunder Strikes C.1

Author: Admin J

Pairing (if any): V x Suga, JHope x V, JHope x Suga

Rating: NC-17

Genres: Angst

Any warnings (e.g. Kinks involved): Drug abuse, violence

Description: Euphoria and Dysphoria channelled at Taehyung’s veins. He knew he would never feel any better, any worse than this.  

Word Count:541 (Chaptered)

“Wake up, Kim,” the iron voice smoothly called out, hands yanking at the curtains to expose said male to the light. Taehyung’s eyelids flitted open, simultaneous to his arising. His clothes had been the same ones he wore since he arrived, since four days ago...or was it five? The servicemen visited everyday, without word, different one each day. This was a first, for them to call out to him.

“...At least, give me a name to call you.” Taehyung groaned as he turned his head to face the suited man. The serviceman’s stoic face is emphasised by the shades sitting loosely at the bridge of his nose. “If you want me to listen to you.” He added. The serviceman, visibly, did not seem phased. Therefore, Taehyung proceeded to lie back down to his bed.

“Call me Rapmon for now.” The serviceman stated then looked away. “Well, get up, then.” With that, Taehyung complied and stretched his limbs in the process. “I  have bought your new clothes. Wear them.” He cocks his head towards the closet across the room.  

“Ha! You’re like my personal sugar daddy.” Taehyung scoffed, voice monotone: lacking fit with his humorous words.

“Your humour is unnatural of you, Kim Taehyung.” Rapmon emphasised his newly given name.

“Woops, right. Not allowed to be funny.” He replied with a roll of the eyes.

“That is correct. It is not welcome in your persona. It is definitely not welcome when you associate with others, especially at your new college.” Taehyung is halted from his analysis over the clothes.

“College?” His chin hang to his chest, eyes bulged, absolutely flabbergasted. “How do you expect me to keep a low profile with a bunch of animalistic youths raging with crude hormones--- or maybe the British are different, hmm?”  

“You’re a teen, too, don't forget. Also, the British youth are just the same, can rage just as much. Teen stupidity is quite universal.”

“Were you an outraging teen at some point, Rapmon?” Taehyung playfully prodded, invading the serviceman’s personal space.

“Yes.” The serviceman’s bluntness shut Taehyung up instantly. The male decided not to prod anymore, and made his way towards the wardrobe. Upon exposure to his new collection of clothes, he inwardly scoffed at the style of clothes he was given.  

Suit, tie, dress shirt, Oxfords, suit, tie, dress shirt, Oxfords, suit, tie, dress shirt, Oxfords—oh, what variety, they even had the consideration to give him a vest jacket!  

“You’re kidding me.” Taehyung groaned and opened the drawer to show it full with multiple copies of the same black Calvin Klein underwear. He turned to give Rapmon an incredulous look. The serviceman provided no response. “Okay, let me know. When am I starting this...college?”

“As soon as you are able to speak the most basic English.”

“What the—doing what course?”

“Sociology, Psychology, Art and English.” Taehyung had to mentally sigh. The were subjects that seemed easy, so he had no problem.

“Okay...”

“Also, your admission starts in two weeks. So, get dressed. I will be teaching you English.”

His life was quick to adjust; he felt guilt in finding this all too easy, all too relieving.

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! Admin notice !

As you all know, Admin E has left due to personal reasons. We would like to recruit more willing volunteers as admins. This means contributing by writing original stories.

Requirements

Grammatically correct writing that is original, with quality – you must send a piece for us to review

Confidence to share work between admins before posting (for proof reading and criticism)

Ability to hide information (passwords, future fic ideas etc)

This is for those who are willing to share their work, can handle criticism and can help improve our blog.

There are no time constraints. Write when you can write. It is preferable if we have a means of contact between one another for easier communication (WhatsApp for example). We hope to meet you soon.

– Admin J and A

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Announcement

Hey guys, I’m not going to be writing fics anymore. I’ve realised it isn’t for me and I don’t have the time with my job and studies. So, this is goodbye.

Bye bye, it’s been fun.

Admin E~

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Irrestitable

Author: Admin J

Pairing: V X Jimin  

Rating: NC-17  

Genres: PWP

Any warnings: Hand jobs, Blowjobs, Exhibitionism, Semi-Public

Description: Post-show lust in a van filled with asleep members.

Word Count: 594 (Drabble)

Sweat drops collated across the smooth slope in the curve of their brows. The heat from the contact of their shoulders fluttered to their cheeks, down their necks and hovering over their groin. The minor touch was not enough to satisfy their most bothered parts. The only noises within the van were Taehyung’s gulps in anxiety, shadowed by the hushed snores of the others. Jimin shifting  resulted in more rustling, more contact, more desperation. The high from the adrenaline post-show was close to being the best feeling. All Taehyung could foresee to save his sanity was Jimin, and those thick, plump lips around his cock as he pumps his seed down his bulging throat. He groans at his own wandering imaginings. His cock throbbed, jeans tightened, tent formed.  

Before he knew it, his lips were on Jimin’s, both mouths shocked, both mouths ready. The swirls of their tongues were skilled against one another, each in harmony, in rhythm of a familiar tune. Jimin was on top now, clothed cocks in jeans inflamed as hips rocked desperately against one another. With mouths still attached, each pair of hands unbuttoned the bottoms of the other. Their groans spilled simultaneously as their strained cocks were released from their burdens. 

Taehyung groaned lowly, voice like thunder rumbling in his throat. Jimin followed suit with a soft moan, high pitched and on the verge of a gasp as they rubbed their heated rods against each other. Taehyung’s groan became louder, as Jimin took the enlarging cock in his hand. Taehyung mirrored his action. He tightly gripped Jimin’s, almost like a strike of punishment, for being so alluring in an inappropriate time. Both their pumps increased in speed, to gain release as soon as possible, to avoid being caught. Taehyung just wanted to feel a sense of domination over Jimin. The high whining that escaped his throat is his form of victory, whilst he himself is closer to being composed. At Taehyung’s skilful hand (and just an over-sensitive Jimin), the elder male is spilling first. His thighs quake as Taehyung continues to pump his sensitive cock in post orgasm.  

Jimin’s  grip on Taehyung’s cock tightens, making the younger male yelp. At this, they halt all movement as Jin shifted, yet still unconscious. While Taehyung is distracted, Jimin rushes to squeeze himself in between Taehyung’s legs, getting on his knees at the floor of the van. Taehyung could not hold back the groans he had in store as Jimin took him whole into his mouth and throat. Taehyung held tight to Jimin’s head, fingers locking and twisting in the mop of hair. Jimin moved his head, dragging his plump lips across the hot girth. His hands remained low, one massaging Taehyung’s balls, another stroking his own length back to hardness. As Jimin sucked, Taehyung’s hips reflexively thrust, which left Jimin gagging. His throat tightened around the tip of his cock, yet Jimin persisted on sucking. Jimin groaned as Taehyung’s hands wandered, holding onto his head by the sides, and hips thrusting deeper and deeper into Jimin’s mouth. Taehyung savoured the view of a gagging and spluttering Jimin, leaked tears mixing with saliva as he rocked against his mouth. Jimin’s stroking became faster and faster, mirroring Taehyung’s own rhythm and pace. They cum simultaneously, and each of their own fantasies satisfied, without waking any of the other members.

  Or so they thought.

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Hello :) Im kinda excited about the new fic , that trio is very ... interesting.

Haha, thanks. So am I. Hopefully it goes as well as the expectations. - Admin J

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City Lights, Thunder Strikes PV

Author: Admin J

Pairing: V x Suga, JHope x V, JHope x Suga

Rating: Eventual NC-17

Genres: Angst

Any warnings: Drug abuse, violence, slow build, eventual! Anger/hate sex

Description: Euphoria and Dysphoria channelled at Taehyung’s veins. He knew he would never feel any better, any worse than this.

Word Count: Chaptered

Preview:

It wasn’t till he reached his new home, that Kim Taehyung that he felt a sense of comfort in his fear, a calm in his calamity, a love in hate. 2000 miles from his old home, from South Korea, from him, he felt at ease from his anxieties. Towering over him, at two storeys, is an old Victorian home, at the East side of the capital of England. His luggage was barely one, with his belongings enclosed in a tightly shut duffel bag. He continued to stare in awe, largely in disbelief until the iron voice snapped him from his encapsulation.

“Kim Taehyung,” he stared blankly at the man that called his new name. “You will live here, for the rest of your life, to start anew. This is your home, we are your protection, as long as you live under the name of Kim Taehyung.” He nodded vaguely, dark irises staring beyond the man rather than truly at him. He began to drag his feet, making his way in towards the house. “Your keys are here, Kim. We will purchase a new wardrobe to suit your new self.” The iron voice persisted, following after the unresponsive male.

Kim Taehyung. 17, quiet, shy, hates attention, a little nerdy, smart (the ‘service’ helped with this with private tutoring), what else of these lies must he follow? Even for someone living under this, he never expected a South Korean witness protection programme to exist, let alone be in access globally, to somewhere as bizarre as Great Britain. Yet there he was, a somewhat healthy measure of his body within London, its prosperous capital, as far as he could tell. Yet his mind and soul may be elsewhere, still.

For now, the home available is quite shabby, with moss growing at the sides of the somewhat outdated architecture, yet it was all to fit his new persona. He could be living in a mansion if they wished him to. But that was against his purpose: to be hidden until they wished him to revert back to his true self, if they ever allowed it.

Yet, it dawned on him, as soon as the first step landed within the new home, that he would never be able to go back to how he was before.

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Announcement

Guys! Admin J is finally back! She can’t make this announcement because she’s out hunting for Pokemon so I’m here in her place. She had stopped writing to focus on school and exams and now that its over she’s back to writing after rekindling her love for BTS.

She has said that her previous work may be finished. But she’s currently writing like four fics so that may have to wait.

Anyway make sure to welcome Admin J back to the blog!

Admin A

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Jimin’s Massage Chair REDONE

Author: Admin A

Pairing: Jikook (Jimin X Jungkook)

Rating: PG-13

Genres: Comedy. Angst. Crack. 

Warnings: Sad Jimin.

Description: Jimin’s massage chair is broken. Angst ensues.

Word Count: 385 (Drabble)

Notes: I know this isn’t what you guys were waiting for but I had rewritten this last night to post somewhere else and I thought I would update it here too. 

Jimin's muscles relaxed as he leaned back against the black leather chair. The vibrations of the massage chair could be felt throughout his whole body. He moaned and groaned as he finally received the release he deserved after hours of excruciating practice every day. He had to get better. It was all for his fans (and maybe to impress Jungkook but the readers don't need to know that.)

Suddenly the vibrations began to cease, leaving Jimin still.

The room was silent.

No one dared to make a noise.

Hoseok looked up from his 3DS just as tiny Tomodachi V was about to propose to tiny Tomodachi J-Hope. Suga peered at Jimin from behind his book filled with his own lyrical genius. Taehyung and Jin stopped their tickle fight abruptly, heads snapping up to gaze at Jimin. Jungkook muted the TV program he was watching to emphasize the silent room as the author had described previously. Meanwhile, Rap Monster tiptoed out of the room in fear of being blamed for breaking the chair.

Jimin's face was dark, his eyes were hidden behind his black hair. His biceps flexed dangerously as he sat up, hands gripping the leather seat tightly. He opened his mouth but no words came out. When he quickly looked up at the rest of his members, they could finally see Jimin's tear-filled eyes.  

"Hyu-Hyung, m-my chair. It's b-broken." He broke out into a sob as he quickly ran up to J-Hope, who was closest, and cried into his shoulder. "Hyung! I'm gonna die. The world is coming to an end. Hyung! I'm going to have cramps and my legs will be sore and I will never be able to dance ever again."  

The members rushed towards Jimin and began comforting the crying dancer. "Don't worry, manager hyung will buy you a new one!" said Namjoon rushing back into the room as he heard the younger's cries.

Jin glared at the leader and smacked him on the back of the head. "Please, it was probably your fault."

"Hyung I'll give you a massage, don't cry" Said Jungkook.

"Okay," said Jimin. "Right here, it's sore." He said pointing to his crotch.

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Hiatus

Going on Hiatus until July, exams yup. So, drop some requests (non-smut...if that is possible 😱 I know right shocker) and I'll be back bye bye Admin E

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So...

So, sorry I haven't updated or responded to any requests lately, had exams and stuff, and I'm basically writing like five fics at the same time. But hopefully I'll be able to start posting on a Sunday again. (Starting from next week) Admin E ~

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Could you please attach the links to BTS Camping trip part 1 part 2 and part 3. I can't find it anywhere. Thank you.

Here you go Anon ~

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

-Admin A

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Played around with a new app...I love these dorks so much omfg. 💯☺️ Admin E ~

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Ghosts?

Author: Admin A 

Pairing (if any):  Yoonmin (Yoongi x Jimin) Slight Namjin and Vhope.

Rating: NC-17 (Except not really)

Genres: Comedy. Horror (obviously) Slight Smut.

Any warnings (e.g. Kinks involved): Spooky scary sex ghosts.

Description: Jimin and Yoongi ‘sleep in’. The rest of Bangtan watch horror movies.

Word Count: 461 (Drabble)

It was around 9 in the afternoon when Jimin finally opened his eyes. He raised a hand up to his face and rubbed his sleepy eyes. As he made an attempt to roll over and get out of bed, he was startled when a pale, thin arm grabbed his hips and pulled him back against a warm chest. He tired to slowly and carefully detach his boyfriends grip from himself only to fail and find himself engulfed in the others snug embrace.

"Hyung, please. Let me go." Jimin groaned in annoyance as the elder only tightened his grip.

He could feel Yoongi's hot breath on the back of his neck, sending shivers down his spine. Not only that, but he could feel Yoongi press his lower self into Jimin's, making the younger gasp at his lover's erection pressed up against his ass.  

"I don't know what you're talking about." Yoongi's rough voice whispered besides Jimin's ear. The younger was about to reply when his voice and will was cut off by faint kisses behind his ear.

"Shit." Jimin gasped as he let himself rub on to Yoongi's clothed dick. "Hyung, if you we don’t stop now, we'll be here until tomorrow." He could feel his boyfriend's lips turn upwards into a smug smirk.

"We can afford to continue sleeping in Jimin. I don't think the other members will even notice." Yoongi replied, he turned Jimin over so he was facing him and kissed his lips.  

Jimin snaked his arms around his boyfriend's body and pressed himself closer to him, jutting his hips into Yoongi's, making the elder groan.

Jimin pushed the thinner boy onto his back and proceeded to climb on top of him. "I want them to notice."

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The five other members of Bangtan were sitting in their living room. Seokjin and Namjoon were sitting by each other on the sofa, engrossed entirely on the movie paying in front of them as J-Hope and Taehyung could be heard whimpering and seen cuddling in the opposite corner, eyes constantly averting from the pale faced ghost on the screen. Jungkook, who had fallen asleep on the floor in front of them, jerked up at the sound of faint moaning.

"Hyung! There's a ghost here!" J-Hope shouted, gripping V tighter in his arms as he shielded his face in the younger's arms. Taehyung looked around frantically as another ghostly moan sounded from somewhere.

Jin sighed and looked at Namjoon with an angry glare. "I'm glad we decided to watch a horror movie just as those two started fucking."  

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:o are you still looking for admins??

Yep! If you want to message us on the Tumblr messaging thingy then feel free!

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Ah, thats really cool admin E!! I find it hard to write xmember fics lol youre really creative! I really dont like how the fandom automatically assumes that all fans are female and make xreader fics that are 99.9% xfemale reader :/

Not admin E, but I definitely see where you are coming from. Unless specified, It would be nice to have some gender neutral or male reader fics.

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Ooh yeah! Like fem Taehyung and fem Yoongi or Jimin X male reader or pansexual Namjoon with aromantic Kookie or Asexual Yoongi with Straight Seokjin or, or, or maknae like polyamory omfg I live for that shit....Imma have to think now huehuehue. 🤔 *strokes beard* Admin E ~