#fic: paraluman

[muniimyg]

no cos the honest truth is that paraluman oc and paraluman jin’s wedding would be so big and fairytale like ,, the second jungkook steps in and has his first look with her ,,,,,,,,, it’d feel like utter heartbreak all over again . tbh , he’d bring the polaroid oc gave him on his 7th birthday and take a pic with her. she stands beside him, leaning onto him with the prettiest smile in the most beautiful dress ,, holding his hand and laughing in the pic . jungkook would jus have his eyes on her ,, completely captivated by her and letting his soft posture and agAINNNNN the fact that he isn’t even looking at the camera—he’s looking at her—speaks for itself.

“you look beautiful.” “shut up or i’ll cry.” “i mean it, ___. you’re so beautiful.” “say it once more and i might end up marrying you instead”

jungkook shuts up, gives you a shy smile, and accepts his fate.

oc marries the love of her life and jungkook watches it happen ……. and the way, she’d pull jungkook’s arm during the reception,, trying to introduce him to other girls when all he really wants to do is have ONE DANCE with her ……… but he reminds himself; he’s not the groom. he’s not the one you should be dancing with tonight.

jungkook would 100% leave the wedding early and keep the polaroid of them in his wallet. he’d cry a lot. like.. a lot and continue to love oc even more. like the PUREEE fact this mans soul is tied to oc ……… cos to jungkook, love has been and always will be still with you.

meanwhile yoongi would’ve been getting piss drunk and consistently asks jin to take care of jungkook . it’d go “don’t you mean ___? … my wife?” “no. jungkook. your wife’s other half.”

[nablah]

very basic but very happy book haul at mibf :>

[yandere-kittee]

The Beautiful Queen and His Poet||Vil Schoenheit x Gn!Reader

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❦Contains:pure fluff, the reader is implied to be a Filipino here, Vil thinks you look stupid(affectionately) Reader is trying to court Vil here, slight angst(Reader doubts themselves).

A/n:as a Filipino✨ I thought it would be nice to have a fic where I include a part of my culture with their form of courtship back then with Vil, because I want too😋. (Maybe I'll do a Malleus version next time)

Song chosen for this fic: Paraluman by Adie https://youtu.be/1ozScYqgUgw?si=UG3nkEUhkvSG-V9T

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"Hey! Apprentice! " Grim jumps up on your desk, almost making the ink spill into your letter, "Ah! Grim! You almost knocked over my ink! " you exclaim, moving the ink pot far away from Grim and your letter, though, Grim ignored your exclamation and proceeded to read at your letter, "What are you even doing? " he says, going to pick up your letter to read it better but casted a glare at you when you slapped his paw away.

"It's none of your business, it's not meant for you anyways.. " You said, looking away from Grim and ignoring his pestering states, "Oh? Then who is this for? " he asks with a mischievous grin, "Ugh! Grim! " you cried out, embarrassment evident on your face, you felt your cheeks heat up at the thought of verbally saying who the letter was truly for.

"It doesn't matter.. I don't think I'll even have the guts to even send it to him. " you say, proceeding to write down your feelings into the piece of paper, Grim raised an eyebrow(?) at the sight of you looking so serious while you write the letter, sure, you always look serious when you focus on writing, may it be notes for classes or your homework, but it's a letter, what letter required you to look so serious for?

"They must be writing a confession letter. " Ace says the next day, Grim had asked Ace and Deuce about it because he was so curious, it's not like he could read the letter now anyways since you sealed it in an envelope with wax.

"The question would just be who they've written it for. " Deuce says next, that raises the question towards the three, Who had managed to steal the dearest Prefect's heart?

You hum in thought as you look down to your notebook, crossing out some words and then adding some new ones, it was break time and you were just sitting down underneath a tree for some shade, "I don't think this would fit.." You mumble under your breath, "What do you mean, ma chérie? I think it's lovely. " you flinched at the sudden voice that was close to your ear, that you had quickly shut your notebook and turned to the intruder.

Staring at Rook with wide eyes and embarrassment clearly written on your face, you close and open your mouth like a fish, but once you've calmed down and collected your thoughts, "You really think so? " you asked, opening the notebook again and looked at the words written, Rook smiled and sat down next to you on the grass, "Of course! Albeit messy, it is a beautiful.. " "Song."

"Ah.. A song I see? And may I ask who it is for? " he asks with a tilt of his head, he looks to your hands that grip your notebook just a bit harder, "Oh.. Um, It doesn't matter, I'll probably just keep it in a box with all the other stuff. " You reply dismissively.

"And why is that? " Rook asks even further, your silent for a while, holding your pencil in one hand as you doodle onto the piece of paper, "I feel that it's not enough.. "

"Anyone would be thankful enough for them to receive such a gift with sincere thought put into it. " Rook says, his eyes observing your face as you stare bleakly at the notebook, 'Even if it was Vil? ' you wanted to ask, but refrained from doing so to save yourself the embarrassment.

"Yeah, well… I still think it wouldn't be enough considering the person I'm trying to court. " You let out an airy laugh, "I've tried doing letters, but it would be embarrassing to hand it to them personally. " you say, rubbing the back of your neck nervously, "Then deliver it to them anonymously. "

That's when Vil started receiving letters, poems and song lyrics from an anonymous admirer, Epel had gushed about how sweet the letters always were, they weren't mindless flattery but rather their true feelings, they were simple but it seemed to leave a smile on Vil's Facebook whenever he reads them, it also seemed like Rook knew something, but no matter how much Vil had asked about what he knew, he'd just chuckle.

"It would only be a matter of time when ma chérie reveals themselves. " He would mutter to himself, which Vil couldn't often understand, but he let it slide since he also wanted to find out himself who this 'secret admirer' was.

*sigh*

"Just quit sighing and confess already!" Ace had whisper-exclaimed during class one day, his words only earning another sigh from the Prefect, pencil in hand as they mindlessly draw the Pomefiore's dormhead onto their notebook, "I have to say, you're drawings are really good, especially when you draw this one particular person.. " Deuce mutters as he peers at your notebook, very impressed at the detailed sketch.

"I know.. But I just don't know how to do it I have everything ready, but I just.. " you trail off as you continue to write down your notes.

"Then we'll help you!" Ace suggests pulling Deuce to his side, although it was because he wanted to help a friend out, but also he wanted to find out how this plays out, who knows, he might get invited to your two's future wedding together.

"Just tell us what we need to do. " Deuce says, although he got pulled into it unceremoniously, he would not say no to helping you to confess to your crush, Pomefiore's dormhead, Vil.

"Okay, Well… " You leaned closer to them to whisper what you had in mind, thinking of bringing other people into it so the plan will work well.

Vil had already known that Rook was acting a bit..weird? Suspicious? What Vil wanted to say was that he had been acting a strange nowadays, he'd hear Took chuckle to himself and he'd stare at him as if he's gone mad, but he did not expect for Epel to be weird as well, he found Epel staring at him a lot for some reason.

He'd find Epel talking to Rook in a hushed whisper as to not let Vil hear what they were talking about.

Though, he felt more suspicious that when the sun had set and darkness had taken over the sky, Rook smoothly suggested that all three of them were to look at the night sky together at the balcony in their dorm, Vil didn't see the need to decline, so he let Rook lead him outside to be met with the cold air of the night, it was truly a sight to behold, the stars were out and the moon seemed to shine brightly that night.

"It seems ma chérie arrived just in time. " Rook had broken the silence, confused Vil looked to him and then turned to where he was looking at, only to see you staring up at him, with a guitar in hand, Ace holding up a cardboard that had the words 'Mahal kita! ' written onto it.

Sa unang tingin, agad na nahumaling

Sa nagniningning mong mga mata

Ika'y isang bituin na nagmula sa langit

Vil stared in awe as he watched and listen to you play the guitar, from afar, he could still see the nervousness that your body seemed to emit as you tried to focus solely on letting your feelings out in song.

Hindi ko mawari ang taglay mong tinatangi

Sadya namang nakakabighani

'Di maipaliwanag ang nararamdaman

Sure, Vil's had many suitors that have confessed to him, no matter their gender, but the way your standing there in the grass while he stood up at the balcony made him feel.. Special, in a way.

Namumukadkad ang aking ligaya

Sa tuwing ika'y papalapit na

Hawakan mo ang aking kamay

Vil sighed and leaned to prop his elbows on the balcony railing, looking down at you with a fond smile, you were always so stupid, you looked stupid singing your heart out to him, he didn't mean it in a mean way, he was fond of you, so much so that others may find you irritatingly stupid, he found you stupidly cute.

Oh, Paraluman, ika'y akin nang

Dadalhin sa 'di mo inaasahang paraiso Palagi kitang aawitan ng Kundiman

'Di magsasawa, 'di ka pababayaanIsasayaw kita hanggang sa walang-hanggan

When you're playing like that, singing about your feelings to him, even with words he may not understand, he can be able to feel the feelings that were put into the song, and it's not like he can miss that loving look that you held when you looked up at him, with such adoration, he feels that right now, it's just the two of you, with no one else, like being in a little world of your own.

Mga gunita na laging naiisip (naiisip)

Sumisilip (sumisilip) ang itinakda ng mahiwaga

Liwanag na dulot mo, nagbigay-sinag sa madilim kong mundoIbang-iba ako kapag ikaw na ang kapiling

Sumisiping ang buwan at mga bituin

Na para bang sumasang-ayon sa atin ang kalawakan (kalawakan)

In cue, Epel brought out a wrapped up box, it was a bit thin, so Vil was a bit confused as to what it could be, but he could feel his heart melt when he caught sight of the painting of him, he remembered how he posed for you back then, since you were doing anatomy study for your art, and you asked Vil for a favor, it was not like he was going to miss out the opportunity to show off his modeling.

He chuckles to himself, "This little performance of yours won't go without getting something in return, sweet songbird. "

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THIS WAS SO LONG OMG?? I NEVER KNEW I WOULD SPEND SO MUCH TIME ON THIS (BUT IT WAS WORTH IT😭😭) I hope to be able to post more content like this because I enjoyed this all too much.

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[firesighgirl]

athina’s endless list of fav seokjin fics

welcome! after almost 2.5 years of reading bts fanfiction and almost 1.5 year of deciding to use this untouched side blog as a bts fanfic review blog (bc i hate being a silent reader), i think it’s time to do a list of the seokjin stories that i liked the most! don’t forget to show love to all the fanfic authors!!! thank you for providing us such incredible stories❣️

key:  💖 indicates my all time fav stories

SERIES

crystallised saga by @floralseokjin (complete, s, a, f, fuckbuddies2aquaintances2friends2lovers)💖 

hideaway by @bonvoyagenoona (complete, s, a, f, childhood friends2lovers)💖

effleurer by @sugaurora (ongoing/on a hiatus, s, a, sex work!au, boss!jin, bdsm themes)💖

instatiable by @heartbeatan (complete, s, a, succubus!oc)💖

fire & desire by @joonbird (ongoing/on hiatus, s, a, fuckbuddies au)💖

my tiny secret by @personasintro (complete, s, a, f, mistress!au, unplanned pregnancy)

girls want love by @raplinesmoon (ongoing? idk im just enjoying the ride, s, f, a, sometimes ft.hobi)💖

satisfy by @suga-kookiemonster (ongoing, s, f, a, kim line series, sex work au)💖

the platonic collection by @joheunsaram (ongoing? idk im just enjoying the ride, s, f, a, bestfriends2lovers, bdsm themes, idiots2lovers)💖

by your side by @sodoyouknowbts (complete, s, f, a, roommates2lovers, idiots2lovers, ft.joon)

show me yours & i’ll show you mine by @ktheist (complete, s, f, a, bff’s big bro!jin)

blurred lines by @yoonia (complete, s, coworkers au)

off limits by @floralseokjin (complete, s, a, f, big bro’s bff!jin)

the devil wears armani by @floralseokjin (complete, s, a, f, devil!jin, human!reader)💖

of bears and bonds by @yoonia (complete, s, f, a, were-bear/bear shifter!jin, witch!reader, fated mates!au)💖

made-up love song by @floralseokjin (complete, s, f, a, dilf!jin, single dad! jin, teacher!reader)

9 months to fall in love by @floralseokjin (complete, s, f, a, unplanned pregnancy!au, strangers2lovers to put it simply)💖

refinery29 by @kpopfanfictrash (ongoing, s, f, established relationship)

feral by @ilikemesometaetaes (ongoing, s, vampire!jin ft. werewolf!tae)

whims & inconsistencies by @hisunshiine (complete, s, f, a, historial!au, pride & prejudice vibes)

the light of dead stars by @ahundredtimesover (complete, s, f, a, arranged marriage, fake romance, ft. ex!joon)

chip and dip by @demonhoseok (complete, s, f, fuckbuddies!au)

feeling nauti by @ohharrow (ongoing, eventual s)

the a-listers by @httpknjoon (complete, f, a if you squint bc we all felt ANGSTY at some point) and confidential (ongoing, f)💖

little do you know by @yoongiofmine (complete, s, f, a, idol!ot7 ft. reader, playmate!au)💖

acquainted by @xpeachesncream (complete, s, f, a, professor!jin, engaged!jin, ft. jin’s little step bro!jk)

paraluman by @muniimyg (complete, s, f, a, sm!au, ft.bff!jk)💖

into the rush by @minisugakoobies (s, f, a, bff’s bro!jin, dodgeball!au)

internal conflicts by @yoongiofmine (s, f, a, step siblings!au but they didn’t grow up together so it’s not weird)💖

ONESHOTS/DRABBLES

thank you, daddy by @ktheist (s, a, sugar daddy!seokjin, sugar baby!reader)💖

kairos and the follow up story, appetence by @luffles424 (two shot, s, a, f, a/b/o, alpha!seokjin, omega!reader)💖

warm this winter by @jamaisjoons (s, f, a, ft. ex bf/still bff jungkook, one night stand!seokjin)💖

all i don’t want for christmas is you! and the drabble by @minisugakoobies (s, a, coworkers, enemies2lovers)

aubade by @junghelioseok (s, f, one night stand, domestic vibes)💖

in the dead of night by @ot7always (s,f, friends2lovers, vampire!jin, human!reader)💖

sunglasses by @joheunsaram (pwp, dom!jin, brat!oc)

on the ropes by @raplinesmoon (s, f, a, ex boxer!jin, ft.jk) + the extra drabbles💖

arrogant by @dreamyjoons (pwp, enemies2lovers)

the end. by @jimlingss (a, f, prepare to CRY YOUR EYES OUT)💖

jealous by @hobisuniverse (pwp, idiots2lovers, friends2lovers)💖

god of mischief by @wwilloww (s, f, ancient god!jin, priestess!oc)

winter solace by @floralseokjin (s, f, a, friends2lovers, neighbours2lovers)

what he wants by @likeastarstar (pwp)💖

final sleigh and the drabbles by @floralseokjin (s, enemies2lovers, coworkers!au)💖

knotty or nice by @lavienjin (s, f, sugar daddy!jin)

once bitten, twice shy by @fantasybangtan (f, coworkers au, so much bickering)

salt + shadow by @floralseokjin (pwp, strangers2lovers, ft.incubus!tae)💖

view by @noteguk (pwp)💖

small tuna fish by @floralseokjin (s, friends2lovers)

launderette by @hamsterclaw (s, a, strangers2lovers)

call me papi by @jjksblackgf (pwp)💖

my type by @floralseokjin (s, f, virgin!jin)💖

copy room christmas by @feliix (s, workplace!au, boss!jin)💖

wet & wild by @jamaisjoons (pwp, friends2lovers)

glazed & dazed by @floralseokjin (pwp, pornstars!au)💖

sugar by @wwilloww (s, sugardaddy!jin)💖

wallflower by @heartbeatan (s, onenightstand!au)

ravished by two by @yoonia (pwp, a/b/o, ft.joon, fated mates!au)💖

opaline moon by @missgeniality (s, f, a, friends2lovers)

strings by @sugakookitty (pwp, s, f, dilf!seokjin, strangers2lovers)💖

kiss it better by @ppersonna (s, f, roommates2lovers)

last november by @kithtaehyung (s, a, exes2lovers)

messy by @minisugakoobies (s, enemies2lovers, bro’s bff!seokjin)💖

ghostin and pt.2 by @pradaksj (two shot, f, a, SO MUCH CRYING)💖

love, lust, and life mushrooms and following drabble by @miscelunaaa (s, f, a, established relationship)

pink lemonade by @jjksblackgf (f, implied s)

hit;record by @kithtaehyung (basically pwp, ft.yoongi)💖

winter whiskey by @kth1 (s, f, established relationship)

sin for you by @inkedtae (s, a, historical!au, priest!jin)

make you scream by @luxekook (s, monsters inc!au, monster!jin, human!reader)

fast lane by @yminie (s, f1racer!jin, pitcrew!reader, enemies2lovers)

switching positions by @lavienjin (s, a tiny bit of a, sex workers!au)

urgent matters by @aamalaaa (pwp, established relationship)

cool’n by @sugakookitty (pwp, sugar daddy!jin)

all wound up (harder) by @minisugakoobies (s, strangers2lovers, rockstar!au, ft.bandmate!jimin)💖

damelo dos, papi by @jjksblackgf (s, ft.hobi)

allez by @hamsterclaw (s, a, fencer!jin)

sunday by @here2bbtstrash (pwp, established relationship)

day 12 drabble by @minisugakoobies (f, s, established relationship)

count suckula by @dreamyjoons (s, f, friends2lovers)

all you’re giving me is friction by @hot-soop (s, f, a, lovers2enemies2lovers, surfer!jin, lifeguard!reader)

mood lighting by @sugalaritae (s, f, established relationship, dilf!jin)

knocked by @sailoryooons (s, roommates2lovers, streamer!jin)

just what i need by @sailoryoons (pwp, established relationship)

wallflower in bloom by @bluewhale52 (pwp, sugar daddy!jin)💖

christmas warfare by @gimmethatagustd (s, f, a, exes2lovers)

soarin’ by @aquagustd (s, f, a, established relationship, pregnant!reader)

shush by @mapofthesea (pwp, ft.tae, implied ot7 x reader)

roses by @taehyungsgrowl (s, f, established relationship)

cupid’s on holiday and picking peonies by @persephonesorchid (s, f, a, cupid!jin)

the one with seokjin and the marathon by @eoieopda (f, friends2lovers)

[arthenaa]

Courting the MC more specifically with a music. Both or our beloved Slytherins helping each other out. Can we do a Hufflepuff character cause I love the challenge of it. Thank you and good luck!

harana - sebastian x hufflepuff!reader x ominis

definition: means to serenade. an old courtship tradition in the Philippines that men do to formally meet and court women. Usually done by singing.

summary: After seeing the sudden rise of suitors after saving Hogwarts, Sebastian and Ominis go out of their comfort zones to top the other men in courting you. Even if it means getting to sing a little.

note: ahhh tysm for requesting !! not sure if this is what you meant but i immediately thought of my culture's old courting tradition so why not <3 i also love writing ominis and seb as two idiots in love who love vying for ur attention. the song below sets the mood and its opm (filipino music) and its v good ahhhh its optional tho! the song's abt a person falling in love w someone and finding them as their muse.

tags: reader is gender neutral despite the definition, fluff fluff, seb and omi are jealous fucks and being the slytherins that they are they get competitive, the end slowly descends to a crack fic cause its 3 in the morning, mentions of breaking kneecaps and homicide but its just ominis joking around, reader acting like a slytherin for a few seconds, reader is hinted to grow up in filipino culture but its just mentioning harana, other than that everythings by ur choice, seb and ominis insulting gryffindors BUT ITS NOT SRS ,,, ily my gryffindor readers, i love writing imelda as a menace, seb and ominis duet, im so fucking in love w them.

"That's the twelfth fucking letter I've seen today." Imelda eyes the letter on your desk in transfiguration class as the three of you enter the room. Poppy sends a harsh glare at the Slytherin as you busy yourself with examining the letter.

Do you think that saving Hogwarts and the fate of the wizarding world would lead you to this type of situation? Not at all. Sure you expected some type of attention— If anything, you wish you didn't receive any unnecessary ones at all but certainly Merlin has other plans for you. The result of being in Hogwarts' main spotlight has caused numerous heads to turn. At first, it was out of respect but then that same respect suddenly turned into something more.

You could hear whispers of attraction from your yearmates and the giggles from 3rd years as you roam the halls of the castle. It felt good for the first few days but now with the number of gifts and letters you're receiving, you wished you were once the 5th year who people regarded as a late bloomer and not worthy of their time.

You sigh as you read the letter, raising your eyebrows in amusement as it contained quite explicit details regarding you. You close the letter fast before shoving it in your satchel. "Hopefully, that's the last one."

"Ha!" Imelda scoffs as she sits down beside you. Poppy sits on your other side. "After that whole fiasco at the Great Hall, you think their fragile egos would allow that to top their chance with you?"

You let out a groan at the mention. For some reason, one of your suitors decided to send a howler to top the other gifts sent to you. Apparently the thought was the louder it is, the more it'll get your attention. He took it quite literally and you spent most of your lunch wallowing in misery as Poppy comforted you.

"I just pray there wouldn't be any more howlers screaming at Y/N's face. A bit of an overreaction must I say. Who would want to date that?" Poppy sends you a pitiful look. You pinch her cheek at her concern.

"These things are overwhelming— You think if I asked Leander to drink a polyjuice potion of me in exchange for blackmail on Sebastian, would he agree?" You turn to Imelda with a hopeful gaze. The Slytherin girl chuckled.

"I'd drink a polyjuice potion of you if you gave me blackmail of Sebastian." Imelda leans close with a mischievous gaze before backtracking with hesitance. "On second thought, I might just be bombarded with love letters and that goo goo eyes from Sallow and Gaunt so no I take it back."

"Goo goo eyes?" You let out a confused laugh. "Since when do they do that?"

"All the time." Poppy chimes in as she watches students slowly pile in the classroom. "It's quite fun to watch actually."

"No, they don't?" You incredulously reply as you glance back and forth at your seatmates.

"Yes, they do." Imelda retorts

"No, they don't."

"Yes, they do." Poppy puts a hand on your shoulder, whispering it slowly. You playfully shove her hand away.

"On a third thought actually, let me drink the polyjuice potion. I'd like to mess with the two and see their fucking reactions when I tell them I'm in love with Garreth Weasley." Imelda jokes as she nudges you with her arm. It might've been the best time for the subjects of the conversation to enter. You stop yourself from laughing as Sebastian winks playfully at you, walking towards your table and propping a leg on the elevated platform. Ominis follows behind him, smiling at the sense of your presence.

"You're in love with Weasley?" Sebastian gasps dramatically. Imelda spins around in surprise before scowling at the entrance of Sebastian.

"As Y/N." Imelda responds. Sebastian turns now to you with a raised eyebrow.

"Y/N's in love with Weasley?" Ominis adds more to the confusion. You roll your eyes at them. Poppy watches as the two men tense at the thought, waiting for your explanation. She thinks Imelda is right. This is quite amusing.

"No, I'm not. Stop twisting things." You correct them. Ominis and Sebastian visibly relax and it almost makes Poppy cackle.

"Then who's in love with the Gryffindork?" Sebastian seats on the seat in front of you, Ominis sitting beside him. "Oh yeah, before I forgot."

Sebastian turns around to you, placing a bag of chocolate frogs on your desk. You fall silent at the gift before smiling at him. Sebastian nonchalantly licks his lips before continuing. "It's from both of us."

"Both of you?" Imelda leans over to send a knowing gaze at Sebastian who flips her off.

"Thank you. I was supposed to get some on my trip to Hogsmeade later. You're heaven-sent." You giggle as you lean forward to pinch Sebastian's cheeks before ruffling Ominis's hair. The two only grumble in thanks, ears flushed red. Of course, you wouldn't notice, Imelda thinks as she watches Ominis fix his hair without even snapping at you for ruining it.

"No one's in love with Garreth. Y/N was just asking Imelda if she'd drink a polyjuice potion of them in exchange for blackmail on Sebastian, would she agree." Poppy explains as she leans back against her chair. Sebastian turns with furrowed eyebrows.

"You'd offer me over that?" Sebastian gasps, betrayed. You chuckle at his expression before glancing at Ominis who shrugs at the thought.

"It's quite a tempting offer." Ominis jests before Sebastian smacks his arm in retaliation.

"I mean if you spend a day like Y/N, won't it be so entertaining with the number of love letters they're getting?" Imelda places an arm on your chair behind you, sighing as she drums her fingertips against the wooden surface of the back of the chair. This catches Sebastian and Ominis's attention.

"What letters?" Ominis's voice is quiet but firm. You sit up, tense as if you've been caught doing something you shouldn't be doing.

"You don't know?" Poppy unawarely responds. "Y/N's the center of attention. Tons of suitors are asking for their hand. The gifts are horrendous so far though. Especially, that howler."

"Is that the same fucking howler I heard people talking about in the greenhouse?" Sebastian looks at you for confirmation to which you sheepishly nod.

"That's quite aggressive." Ominis huffs in annoyance. "Can't believe they would resort to unnecessary means of conveying feelings rather than just doing it properly."

"It's fine guys." You try to reassure them. "It'll die down."

"Do you take that as proper?" Imelda raises her eyebrows, eyes subtly glancing down at the bag of chocolate frogs on your desk. Sebastian squints his eyes to a glare at her.

"You ought to learn how to keep your mouth shut, Reyes," Ominis replies as he pulls out his quill. Reyes leans back to catch Poppy's eye before quietly mocking Ominis, repeating his words. The Hufflepuff laughs at her antics before sitting up at the entrace of Professor Weasley.

You catch Sebastian's hand moving back up and resting on your desk, palm facing up. You furrow your eyebrows in confusion as he seems to focus on Professor Weasley's discussion but the twitch of his fingers as he motions for you to give him something says otherwise. You try to give an extra quill at first but he shakes it off, then the chocolates, then a handkerchief but none fits what he's blindly requesting. So as a joke, you place your hand in his palm and surprisingly he curls his fingers to hold yours. It was an odd position but you smile at his cheekiness. He tilts his head to the side, smirking at you from the side of his eye.

The moment was short-lived however.

"Mr. Sallow, I advise you to focus in class and have your hand hold your quill instead." Professor Weasley shoots a pointed look at Sebastian and then at you. You smile sheepishly, hesitantly pulling your hand away.

The Slytherin boy only smiles innocently. "Apologies, Professor."

Ominis grumbles beside him, hitting the side of his thigh with his knee. The Sallow boy makes a show of holding his quill toward Professor Weasley who shakes her head in amusement. His eyes then look up to assess the room, finding multiple stares at him. Most of them were filled with jealousy.

Definitely worth it.

"You're a moron. An idiot." Ominis hisses as he pinches Sebastian on the way out of class. Sebastian yelps in pain as they stop in a secluded corner to allow Ominis to chastise him for his little act back at class.

"What? It was worth it!" Sebastian reasons as he rubs his abused arm. "The look on their face was hilarious. You should've seen them."

Ominis raises an eyebrow at him to which he chuckles. Before the two could ask you to hang out with them in the Undercroft, Poppy had immediately whisked you away, claiming that you two had plans for something back at the Hufflepuff common room. If being nice was a person, Sebastian thinks it's you as you allow yourself to be dragged away by the energetic girl. Imelda however was a pain in the ass as she gives the both of them with a knowing look and a wiggle of her eyebrows before moving along to wherever she's going— probably to fly her stupid fucking broom.

"I didn't know we had competition." Sebastian says as he leans back against the stone walls. His head turns to Ominis who does the same as him, fiddling with his wand.

"I mean why wouldn't we." Ominis blows a raspberry. It almost makes Sebastian laugh at how uncharacteristic it is but he knows better. Ominis is worried. "It's more understandable that they'd have more admirers now."

Sebastian nods in understanding as he now turns to face the almost empty corridor. The soft breeze from outside blew softly against their robes, tousling Sebastian's curls.

"Doesn't change the fact we're first, though." He smiles, nudging Ominis's shoulder with his own. Anyone who probably wasn't Leander Prewett would immediately guess the budding attraction these two had for you. Samantha Dale was the first one to point it out, and if she weren't Sebastian's dearest friend, he probably would cast an oscausi on her for being so loud with her teasing. The two kept it from each other at first before they both noticed things at the same time. How different the other acted around you. All it took was a hushed conversation in the Undercroft and your sudden presence as you entered the secret room with an excited smile as you gushed about your adventure with Natty and the Hippogriffs, that the boys had a silent agreement.

That they'd pursue you together.

Of course, it didn't hinder the fact that you might choose only one of them. So they agreed to not disturb each other's alone time with you or their individual efforts in pursuing you. After all, they were best friends first before you.

It didn't also help the fact that they haven't formally courted you yet.

"I heard from Poppy someone had given them a bouquet of roses in their common room. It caused quite a commotion yesterday." Sebastian scoffs. "Why are we now only knowing this?"

Well it was probably because they were deemed to be the rivals to have the best chance on winning you over. They had been with you right from the start and we're considered to be your dearest friends. Of course people would keep things from them.

"Anyways, did you get the thing?" Ominis tilts his head toward Sebastian's direction. "I still can't believe this is how we'll do it."

"It's romantic! Also, yes." Sebastian grins as he leans his body against Ominis. The blonde stumbles a bit to the side at the sudden pressure on his side.

"Get off me."

"No."

"I'm sorry I wasn't able to agree to our hangout a while ago. Poppy insisted her situation was too dire to ignore." You smiled sheepishly as you open the doors to the room of requirement. Ominis smiles in understanding while Sebastian whistles as he admires the place.

"Will never get used to this at all." Sebastian sighs dreamily, tucking his hands in his pockets as he stands at the center of the room. You promised to make it up to them before Poppy rudely dragged you away to your common room and when Imelda grudgingly approached them in the Slytherin common room with a message from you, they were quite ecstatic. The two made haste in gathering their things to meet you at the assigned place (Ominis made sure that Sebastian had the thing they needed before leaving).

They had been here a couple of times before. Once after that whole scriptorium escapade, You had said that it was only fair that you show them your secret hideout after they had entrusted theirs with you. Ominis tried to argue that it wasn't necessary, not realizing that you were actually leading them to the place but you had already pulled them in and shown the wonders of your vivarium before they could even have the chance to say no.

"Same." You breathed out before turning to them with a smile. With a skip on your step, you grab Ominis first and guide him to suit down at the lounge area located at the center of the room. It faced the vivariums quite nicely, allowing a glimpse of the happy creatures fluttering around in their dens. You then moved to the brunette who lets himself be dragged to the chair beside Ominis. "Wait here, I'll just feed them. Highwing's got herself a new offspring and Godiva's handling triplets. I'll be right back."

You spoke of your Hippogriff and Niffler with love and affection that it almost makes Ominis jealous but he only nods in understanding. 'Really, over a niffler?' Ominis thinks, pinching himself on the thigh as he hears your footsteps fade away inside the vivarium.

There's a moment of silence before Sebastian reaches over to slap Ominis's arm. The blonde yelps in pain. "What the fuck?"

"Are we supposed to y'know..."

"What?"

"To..." Sebastian makes hand gestures to which Ominis makes a deadpan face.

"To?"

"Y'know..."

"You do know I can't see you right?" Ominis grunts, annoyed. He could just sense Sebastian making weird movements with his hands from the way his robes ruffled against each other.

"Right, forgot. Silly me!" Sebastian laughs. He's been trying to piss off Ominis since this morning from making tasteless pun jokes to borderline harassing the poor blonde. Ominis has only had enough before he decides to result to homicide (jokingly).

"Keep making jokes like that and I'll break your fucking kneecaps off."

"Damn, you don't have to go that far." Sebastian moves his chair slightly to the right in fear of what Ominis might do.

"Keep your eyes peeled, Sallow," Ominis threatens like a fucking menace in society. "Disability is never a choice unless I inflict it."

"I'm sorry."

"Got that right."

"I'll be there in a moment!" You had emerged from one of the vivariums on the second floor. Sebastian and Ominis awkwardly smile at you, the brunette going for a wave as well. You smile at them before heading back in. The room had given you a way to easily travel between vivariums, giving you fast access to tend to your beasts.

Sebastian turns to Ominis and huffs before a determined look flashes on his face. "It's now or never, Ominis."

"Now wait a fucking minute—"

"You can do it," Sebastian grumbles under his breath as he apparates a guitar in his lap. He adjusts the instrument as he glances up at where you had disappeared. "Any moment Y/N walks through those doors and we don't do this now, we lose to fucking Leander Prewett. Would you allow yourself to lose to a fucking Gryffindor of all people?"

"No," Ominis replies as he grips his knees in nervousness. "That would be degrading... I don't like being degraded... Actually.... I change my mind, it depends."

"Depends on what?"

"... Nothing, just forget about it. Anyways, I would rather be stomped on by a troll than let Leander Prewett get a chance."

"Exactly! It's like getting stupefied in the ass." He furrows his eyebrows in determination as he reaches one hand to grip Ominis on the shoulder.

"You speak as though you've experienced it."

"... Things are better left unsaid, my friend." Sebastian smiles before they hear your voice again, this time coming from left vivarium. Sebastian smacks Ominis's arm before placing his hands back on the guitar.

"On three." Sebastian whispers before counting down.

The soft strumming of the guitar catches your attention. You had been trying to get Neo, Highwing's son, to stop following you back into the room after you had tried to tend to your patient guests below but now, you just wanted to investigate the sudden music filling your ears. You quickly make your way out of the vivarium, stepping into their vision as you gasp in marvel at the sight of Sebastian playing the guitar beautifully. You lean against the balcony railing, biting your lip as you pointlessly fail to prevent a smile from coming out.

It's Ominis's voice that even shocks you further.

Georgia, wrap me up in all your

I want you in my arms

His voice is magical and melodious. Like raindrops softly tapping against the window or the sound of a piano on a sustain pedal. Continuous and ethereal. You stare at him in awe as he continues to sing.

Oh, let me hold you

I'll never let you go again like I did

Oh, I used to say

As Ominis sings, your eyes catch Sebastian's eyes, never leaving yours as he expertly plucks the strings of the guitar. Your breath hitches as his eye never seem to leave you as you descend the stairs, slowly making your way towards them before stopping a few meters away from where they're seated. Then you hear Sebastian's voice.

I would never fall in love again until I found them

I said, "I would never fall unless it's you I fall into"

It's beautiful. The way Ominis's ethereal voice blends with Sebastian's smooth one. While Ominis reminds you of magic itself, Sebastian gives you the feeling of reality. The concept of it all. It sounds quite ironic with two concepts unimaginably relating to one another but in your world, it coincides perfectly. Two unintangible concepts make sense together. Just like you three. Vast differences and yet you had formed a bond like no other.

Your smile reaches to your eyes as you listen to their song.

I was lost within the darkness, but then I found her

I found you.

The strumming softly ends as the both of them lick their lips in nervousness. There was a moment of pause before you let out a soft giggle and clap joyously at their performance.

"That was wonderful!" You walk towards them, sitting on the coffee table in front of their seats. Sebastian and Ominis blush at your compliments.

"Do— Do you know what it means?" Ominis hesitantly asks.

You stare softly at the two. "It's harana, isn't it? You're both serenading me?"

Sebastian breathes out a shaky breath before nodding. "We've felt for you for quite some time now. We decided to pursue you together. Apologies if that made you feel overwhelmed."

"No. No! It's quite alright." You reassure them. "I'm happy that you've resorted to this method. It certainly brings back a lot of memories from home. The streets are always filled with music because of it. I wondered if I would ever get to receive one."

You bite your lip as you reminisce, your hands fiddling with each other. You let out a sigh before reaching out to hold one of their hands in yours. "Thank you. I'm glad you did."

Sebastian eyes furrow in confusion. "Are— Are you allowing us to court you?"

"Mhm."

"Is it me or?"

"Together." You nod as you glance back and forth at their surprised faces.

"Together?" Ominis whispers.

"Together." You repeat.

It takes a moment to process before both of them surge from their seats to hug you. You almost fall off but the Ominis's hand on your waist catches you. The three of you laugh.

"Well I mean, three is better than two, right?" Sebastian giggles like a schoolgirl as both he and Ominis lean back enough to be close to you and not hog your space with his weight. "I can't fucking believe this."

"Well, you have to." You smile before you smugly cross your arms over your chest "I was gonna let you two court me either way, I was just waiting for you two to ask."

"What if we hadn't agreed to pursue you together?" Ominis raises his eyebrow in suspicion. Your eyes playfully look away as you purse your lips.

"You have to." You shrug with a smile. "I'll make you. Besides, it's no secret that you two like each other as well. I have eyes you know."

The two blush once again at your observation to which you two laugh.

"Well, green has always looked better with yellow." Sebastian coughs as an attempt to recollect himself before smugly smiling.

"Unfortunately, I have to disagree." You sadly smile. "Imelda says we'll look like puke together. She's decided to call us that if we do in fact get together."

"Well, fuck Imelda." Ominis snorts. You giggle at his reply as Sebastian nods, agreeing with him in badmouthing your friend.

"Fuck Imelda indeed."

You decide to let this pass and fly over your head. Surely Imelda won't mind.

She doesn't need to know.

A/N: This took quite long HAHAHA but I had fun hehe hope this satisfied you anon <3 will be editing this in the morning gnight

[luviestarz]

bts pt 2

✿ ˚ ༘♡. 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 ೃ࿐

a 7 part jjk drabble series based on the explicit version of ���seven’.

✿ ⤷ seven days — jjk

summary: jungkook does everything to make you forgive him for seven days, will you pity him and accept his apology?

✿ visions - jungkook

you’re convinced by your friends to go to a party and let go of the memories of your ex just for one night. unfortunately for you, jungkook doesn’t want to be let go.

✿ Who is in control? - jungkook

summary: after having an argument with your boyfriend, he's anxious that you weren’t responding to his messages and the only thing that he can do is visit you in your university but you weren’t happy about it

✿ ⤷ got her skippin’ work — jjk

summary: trying to go to work is an everyday challenge for you with a boyfriend like jungkook, and it’s one of those mornings where he does anything and everything to keep you in bed with him

✿ ✩‧₊˚ pairing — jungkook x f!reader (established relationship)

✿ ego season masterlist | jjk

summary: your ex-high-school crush is now your fuck buddy. you just gotta make sure that your older brother taehyung, jungkook's best friend, doesn't catch you red-handed.

✿ Vérités Cachées (JJK)

Summary: You try to make an escape from a beast, that you happen to have encountered while on a vacation with your boyfriend.

✿ part 1 Jungkook who kidnapped oc and is fucking her Infront of the TV where it shows her missing?

✿ call me soon — jjk

Jungkook finds himself obsessing over you a bit too much than he'd like to admit, but you two get a chance to see more of each other during a hot summer night where you both are lonely, desperate and horny.

✿ Boys come and go, but not men. Men stay. They stick. They obsess.

✿ PARALUMAN // KSJ (FT. JJK) smau

✿ RAINY DAYS | JEON JUNGKOOK - PART ONE

summary : your life choices left not only yours, but jungkook's heart broken in peaces. now you're back in town, and just like pluto, even if it's cold and dark, he tends to orbit around his sun forever.

✿ Devoted to Trouble - jungkook

In which the whole world finds out Jungkook is Spider-Man, but he doesn’t care about anything but you. OR Can you survive seven days of Jungkook pining over you while his identity is exposed to the world?

✿ LOVE ME | JJK

୨୧ I guess I'm just a sucker for love.

✿ arguing about paying ♡

✿ Needy | jjk oneshot

summary: your boyfriend often helps you set up for your weekly girls' night...what happens when he gets needy for you only 15 minutes before your girl friends arrive?

✿ burnout (iii) - jk

after his ex-girlfriend broke up with him, jungkook enlists your help by asking and paying you to fake date him. accepting the offer, you get more than what you bargained for when jungkook starts showing his true intentions.

✿ test your morality (jungkook)

jungkook's morality is tested when he's woken from his unconscious state to find you - his best friend - bound before him.

✿ jungkook recs

✿ SINFUL DESIRE. - jungkook

sypnosis. jungkook devoted his life to his lord. however, he's begun to believe your hand around his cock was a better way to live.

✿ baecation - Jeon Jeongguk x (F) Reader

summary⥗“Lose the top, or lose the right to present yourself in any low back gown for the next three months.” He truly knew the way to your heart.

✿ BTS Summer Fic Recs

✿ concrete king. (m) jjk

summary. when a cute boy in a tacky hawaiian shirt lands a trick in your honor theres no way you could ever say no to him

✿ Seven Days a Week | JJK

Every day, Jungkook shows you his devotion, deeper than the ocean. Seven different scenarios, seven days a week.

✿ It’s hard to stop but once it starts, it starts - jk

drabble smut with jk getting flashbacks of a heated night with yn

✿ WELCOME TO THE HEARTBREAK SHOW ── jungkook

summary: you’re in love with your partner in class that everyone fears (and loves) due to his stoic facial expression and the way he rejects girls rather harshly. as you get to know him, will he be able to handle your heart that you so willingly gave him to care for or, will he break it due to his hatred for people who are in love with him?

✿ Jeon Jungkook (WC: &lt;20k)

✿ ˙✧˖ ?! — KEEPING YOU IN BED (CAUSE I'M DOWN BED). - MDNI !!!

summary. going to work on your boyfriends single day-off already sounds like a death sentence, things only become worse when he makes it especially hard to leave the bed.

✿ AFTERGLOW - jungkook

you & jungkook have a heart to heart conversation expressing your dating troubles but end up realizing you might actually be perfect for each other instead.

✿ Champagne Confetti ⋆ j.jk

summary ⋆ “you won't regret me, champagne confetti” or maybe just jungkook wants you to tell him what you want him to do to you.

Don’t Blame Me | sugar daddy!jungkook one-shot au

summary: You can have everything you want and need as long as you have Jeon Jungkook by your side. You were enjoying everything that Jungkook gives you and as long as you’re with him. You’re sure to yourself that you will never fail him but he was the one who failed you. Everything is fine until he gets too much. 

trippin' over, gettin' lost on you | jjk (m)

summary: a visit to the coffee shop you work at rewards jeongguk not only with a cup of coffee and a plate of brownie, but also with something else simmering deep in his veins. a challenge is issued, and all hell breaks loose.

e s p r e s s o - jungkook boxer!jk

Your boyfriend looks a little too good in his police uniform. - jk

[piedpiperslists]

KSJ: Social Media Format

List of all Seokjin fics with 'Social Media Format':

* s - contains smut

* Last updated: 16/04/2023

F A K E T E X T S

Boyfriend!Seokjin Daily Texts by cinnaminsvga established relationship

Daily Texts With Boyfriend Seokjin by cinnaminsvga established relationship, idol au

You get lost in Korea by justimagineok established relationship

You lose your engagement ring by justimagineok established relationship

S E R I E S

Let's Get Married! by hangsangwithbts fake fiancé au Summary: Seokjin has no intention of getting married, but after facing tremendous pressure from his family to finally settle down, he comes up with the brilliant idea to fake a marriage. The lucky bride just so happens to be you.

Organic by ppersonna s enemies to lovers Summary: You agree to do your childhood best friend, Namjoon, a favor by working as his boss’s gardener. However, Namjoon fails to tell you just how much of a rich ass Kim Seokjin really is. You hate him, and he hates you, so why does it bother you when his ex makes her way back into his life?

* Paraluman by muniimyg s childhood best friend!Jungkook, FWB!Seokjin, love triangle au Summary: In love and afraid of losing OC, Jungkook attempts to clean up his act to compete with his calm and collected roommate who has done nothing but break OC’s heart over and over again.

Sugar Free by kimnjss s rich boy!Seokjin, college au Summary: Rich, spoiled and a bit of a womanizer. But underneath all of that, there’s a heart of gold. And no matter how determined she is to reject him, he won’t stop trying until she sees he’s kinda sweet.

The Pact by sopebubbles s friends to lovers Summary: After Min Yoongi broke her heart and ended their engagement during senior year of college, Jeon YN made a pact with her best friend Kim Seokjin that they would get married if they were still single at 30. At the end of their twenties, will they keep the promise?

[strayfreckles]

— first and last line tag!

tagged by: @luvhjs

rules: post the first line of a wip as well as the last line you’ve written from it !

↳ wip: midnight milkshakes / yji

first line:

Yang Jeongin doesn’t know what he’s doing.

last line:

He hopes they don’t notice the way date lodges in his throat like a faulty fish bone, but already they’re springing away from the counter and scaling the store with their lips pursed in thought. Somehow, Jeongin feels even worse; he feels like he shouldn’t even be here, perhaps he shouldn’t have taken his friend’s offer and wasted this person’s time helping him for something he isn’t even sure is going to go well.

— last line tag!

rules: post the last line you wrote below with or without context !

↳ wip: spaces / hhj

last line:

You grit your teeth and push the memory away, although it’s so hard to when you can practically feel the way his head would drop onto your shoulder with that smile you know too well, with the brightest eyes and the gentlest hands, a lost touch you would feel for eternity, “You’re doing great, love.”

tagging: @thenopenguin @moonblssm (please ignore if you don’t wanna do it!)

[muniimyg]

HAJSKDSJWUHDAOH MY GAWWWWD ….. STOP. i’m plotting how to use this into paraluman 🫡

[indouloureux]

can you tell us what your next fics will be about?

HI yes i'd love to i love talking about it

this is gonna be very long lol

half of these are nsfw so minors dni hehe

i'm gonna start with eddie bc why not

— crybaby: a fic with you being eddie's best friend and you guys hang out in your room and he goes "oh is that eyeliner can you put it on me" and shit like that. so you sit on his lap and you put it and oh he suddenly gets a boner then you guys have sex snd suddenly he's a sub and has a mommy kink

— cherry bomb!: eddie and his band got like, a way bigger audience than just five drunks. so like, you're knew and you know he sells weed and you're like oh i kinda want weed but i dont got any money so you go backstage and you make a compromise and he's like holy shit she gives good head

— films and parnassian wounds: this one's steve harrington with you like being the new girl in hawkins and you like rent a movie from him and he's desperately trying to ask you out on a date

— dolce far niente: basically just cuddling and doing nothing with steve all day

— feel something: so this is based off fiji blue's song with the same title (you should listen to it!) and basically your car breaks down and you like, call steve for help through dustin and he rescues you. but the thing is he's your ex who still likes you not nancy

this ones for peter parker

— juvenile hearts¡: basically the reader is a detective here and a shit ton of murders happen and spiderman is connected to it. but peter parker's her ex. and spiderman gets dragged in to this whole purging and shit and they solve it together and have crazy sex (tis a series)

— paraluman: this one's tom and idk i just thought it would be nice to involve some of my filipino heritage in here basically he just writes her a song

— sweet thing: this is tasm peter and i forgot what its about but its just smut (song comes from dijon's sweet thing)

— snakebite: tasm peter and is friends with you and like you're an antagonist wooo with like snake powers and shit but you don't turn into a snake you like bite people and inject venom and kill them (and im not gonna reveal the rest because its a spoiler) (tis also a series)

i have a masterlist for this and a folklore related one coming too!

[moonlitdiane]

keeper of the sun and moon [ocs] — the kitsune twins.

"Stop telling everyone I'm dead, you drama queen," Apolaki groaned, laying on the floor, disregarding the rubble and ashes beneath him. "It just seems so unnatural being born together and dying apart," Mayari laughed quietly as she sat beside her brother, knees scraped and nose bloody. Maybe, they thought, maybe this whole keeper thing wasn't so bad.

The Zhangs, the first twin keepers in centuries, are what you can call...unwilling heroes. Their whole life was thrown out the window and everything they've achieved was useless in context to their new careers—if you could call it that. Born to Julian Anderson and Alexa Zhang, they've spent their whole life in Beijing and never expected their first day in America to be met with a gorgon attack. And hey, New Magi City newspapers and blogs, just a note: they'd rather be referred to as húlijīngs, thank you very much.

Mayari might say she's rather fond of Yakov while Apolaki will smile and say "it's complicated." but his golden-amber eyes will trail over towards Leon Dalton, checking to see if he was alright.

Mayari's red dragon, Marahuyo, is quite attached to Apolaki's hellhound puppy, Paraluman, often seen wrapping itself around the fluffy creature. Both interns for the Nephilim secretary and both also majoring in political science, although the residents of 601 arcana hall are victims to constantly hearing the two complain about the lack of performing arts courses.

When their lives were still normal and everything was right on track, they were both set to act as supporting characters in a major production. Whatever being a keeper is, it can never compare to being stars, they think. Constantly being hunted to death, being two keepers who were never meant to even be alive, they just wish everything was normal again. normal. what the fuck is normal again? That word tastes so unfamiliar now.

PINTEREST BOARD. | SPOTIFY PLAYLIST. | SHORT FICS.

[kasdeyalilith]

A quick sketch of Xiao inspired by Paraluman, maybe I'll write a fic for it too?

[joontier]

akin ka na lang (muli.) | drabble

translation: be mine (again.) 

synopsis: Dr. Kim Taehyung, locally known for his successful cardio-thoracic surgeries. One thing he isn’t known for though, is that he’s your two-timing ex who’s come to visit you in the new hospital you work at. 

pairings: taehyung x reader

rating: R (18+)

au: doctors!au; exes!au | genre: smut, slight angst, mentions of infidelity

warnings: exhibitionism, fingering, cunnilingus, degradation 

word count: 2.2k

request: by @taemaknae​​​ “silakbo track feat. taehyung + doctor!au (because we need more doctor aus hehehe” SORRY IT TOOK A WHILE BABE!! but here ya gooo! I hope u enjoy it luv hehehhehe

g/n: this is part of The Paraluman Playlist - a drabble game we’re holding for the whole month of August!!! Send in your requests lovelies;; ((why do i get the feeling that this could be a good prologue too ajsdfhoaiwjef)) also,,, this might be a part of a fic crossover with one im working on right now with jk wOOPS

navi. | m.list

“And that concludes the reports for this month’s cardiac surgery reports.” 

Ending your presentation with one last click of your pointer, you turn to your fellow doctors, resisting the strong urge to roll your eyes. Some of the seniors are already asleep, while those who are a closer to your age are obviously bored to the bone.

You’re seriously considering if you want to even bother asking the audience if they have any further questions when no one was listening in the first place anyways. Well, maybe except for the chairman who had been all ears the whole time.

Meetings like these are just a major waste of time – time you could have used to sleep your fatigue away after having completed a five-hour open heart surgery last night. If it only weren’t for the hospital’s board of directors that implemented this scheme.

The Ministry of Health and Welfare had only encouraged all hospitals to hold conferences like this to support medical-related research, but The Woocheon Group, after having been praised by the ministry itself for pioneering experimental medicine and clinical trials, upped its game, scheduling these quarterly conferences to monthly ones.  

This plan would have sounded engaging to most third parties, but to those who were chosen to create reports, such as yourself, do not find these meetings most pleasant. After all, these month-end reports will also be uploaded to Woocheon’s online journals. Not that these doctors would even read any of those even if published both online or in paper. Unless of absolute necessity as reference, of course.

Your eyes scan over the audience consisting of at least forty doctors until you lock eyes with the one and only Kim Taehyung - infamous for his recently successful cardio-thoracic surgery on a twenty-two year old athlete back at Daegu Medical Center. Unfortunately for you, he’s also the same man who cheated on you for another colleague a few years back. 

He was the reason you left DMC in the first place, unable to continue your career back at the center with such an unhealthy, hate-conducive environment. Obviously, you knew having to work with a cheater and having to face him for at least six days a week wasn’t going to do you any good. Hence, your moving to Seoul to officially pursue your fellowship at Woocheon Medical City. What you never expected though, was Taehyung coming all the way from Daegu to sit in with Woocheon’s internal conferences. 

For what? Why was he here? What reason does he have to suddenly show up like this? 

Whatever his business here was absolutely none of yours, and you promised yourself you were going to be the last person to concern yourself with such. 

“Any further questions?” 

You see Taehyung’s hand raise hesitantly, but retracts it quickly as another raises his hand. As you address the inquiry, you still feel Taehyung’s gaze locked on yours. Nobody dares to ask another question, not wanting to prolong the useless conference any longer. Thankfully, the hospital’s chairman ends the meeting shortly after that.

As you pack your things up while the rest of the crowd files out of the room, you feel someone approach you. In fact, you feel two - with both of the presences extremely familiar. When you look up from your desk, you see Taehyung and Chairman Jung Hoseok nearing the podium you stood behind from.

Taehyung lets the chairman approach you first. Good, at least the man still has a little bit of dignity left in him. “Dr. _______, great presentation today,” Hoseok applauds, “You are a blessing to this hospital,” the chairman adds, placing a hand on the small of your back. 

“All in a day’s work, Chairman Jung,” you give the man a warm smile. Taehyung notices the small gesture and diverts his gaze quickly, as if he was caught watching something private. You smile inwardly, wanting to drop as many hints as possible to let the blonde-haired man he isn't welcome here. 

The chairman finally takes notice of his presence as he turns around, much to your dismay. “Ah! Dr. Kim Taehyung! I wasn’t informed of your arrival… anyways, welcome to The Woocheon Medical City and may I introduce to you one of our best cardiology consultants here…” 

“Dr. __________, of course.” A wide smile forms on Taehyung’s lips, reaching out his hand for a handshake. You hesitate for a split-second - torn between not wanting to be within arm’s reach of your traitorous ex-boyfriend, or maintaining your usual professional demeanor. Maybe it’s best for you to go with the latter, and pretend you two are meeting for the first time. 

“We were colleagues back in Daegu Medical Center.” 

Or maybe not. 

Hoseok’s secretary comes over just in time, informing him of a friend  who wishes to meet him outside as well as the rest of the day’s schedule. “Oh, guess I’ll have to meet that one then,” Hoseok says, turning to the both of you. “Well, I’ll have to leave you both for a moment. I’ll see you both around.” With a short wave, the chairman leaves the two of you to “catch up”. 

“_________. Can we talk?” 

“There’s nothing to talk about, Dr. Kim. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I still have plenty of things to do.” Deciding not to meet his eyes, you scan the room, sending a silent plea to the last doctor who was getting ready to leave, wishing that he won’t leave you alone with this man. 

Taehyung blocks your sight with his body. Clenching your jaw, you tilt your head at him, waiting on what he has to say now. “Come back to me, please…” A scoff escapes your lips as you roll your eyes at Taehyung.

“I’d even beg on my knees, _______. I’ll do whatever you want, baby.” 

“You on your knees?” You raise an eyebrow.

“I am a changed man.” 

“Fuck you, Kim Taehyung.” 

“By all means, ________, please.” Rolling your eyes at your two-timing ex, you continue packing up, making sure you won't forget anything else on the desk. Funny how he can even extract innuendos from your display of hatred. At this point, Taehyung had already rounded the table and is now standing beside you.

You figure he’s fiddling with the projector (for all you care), that is, until you feel his warm breath fanning against your nape. His close proximity instantly gives you a chill and before you can turn to face him, he already has you trapped between his body and the podium. 

Taehyung can't hide the smirk that graces his lips when he sees you gulp. Fueled by your reaction, he proceeds to reach for the clicker by the opposite end of the desk, bending you a little bit forward, all the while pressing his erection against your ass. 

When he feels you hold your breath in, it only spurs him on, slowly grinding against you. “T-Tae…” you whisper out brokenly, weakly pushing away his firm hold on your waist. “You’re not…” All coherent thoughts get drained from your head when he takes your breasts in his hands, kneading them gently through your shirt,  “...s-supposed to do….” 

The door opens all of a sudden and the janitor enters, holding a plastic roll in his hands. Taehyung abruptly takes his hands off you, placing them inside his pockets instead. Thankfully, the janitor only takes notice of you and Taehyung’s presence after checking the trash bin by the last row and not when the latter had his hands all over you. “Oh, sorry Doc! I thought everybody had left already. I’ll just come back later.” Bowing once in your direction, he leaves quickly just as he had arrived. 

As you turn around to confront Taehyung about his brazen behavior, he’s already there, suddenly connecting his lips with yours. Nearly loosing your footing at the unexpected action, Taehyung instinctively places his hands on your back, pushing you further towards him. You place your palms against his chest, not wanting to get scandalized by making out with a guest. “Taehyung…”

The blonde-haired man pulls away from the kiss, only to attach his lips on that certain spot on your neck that ultimately gets you weak in the knees. ‘Does he remember?’ You think, mind getting hazy over the feeling of his pliant mouth on your skin after all these years. Then again, your mind betrays you with the vivid image of him fucking your friend in your very room – inside the same apartment you shared with that friend he cheated on you with.

Your judgment gets clouded once more as he fumbles with your shirt, unbuttoning the first one – enough to leave a hickey just above the valley of your breast. Taking your bottom lip between your teeth to hold in the moan the threatens to escape your mouth, your fist tightens around the fabric of his collar.

Sliding the swiveling chair from underneath, Taehyung pushes you down onto the cushion of the seat. As he kneels to the ground, your heart beats rapidly in your chest, the anticipation causing to form a few beads of sweat by your hairline. Pleasure shoots through your core as he hikes your skirt up, rubbing his hands all over your thighs.

Having him touch you like this after so many years ignited that fire inside you once more, the almost foreign feeling ultimately driving you close to madness.

Fuck, you missed this. Not him. Not Taehyung. Whatever thing this was with Taehyung that was so deliriously enticing: this magnetizing aura that drew everyone to him without him having to even try. Unfortunately for you, it had also drawn unwanted attention from perpetually thirsty women. You missed these feverish kisses, featherlight touches that sent electricity pulsing through your veins.

You repeat the phrase in your head like a fervent prayer. You miss the idea of this Taehyung, the Taehyung that ravished you on a regular basis, like you were the irresistible flame to the metaphorical moth that was him.

“Tell me to stop, baby, and I will,” Taehyung rasps, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. 

“No panties? Still my naughty little slut I see,” Taehyung remarks, as he sees your naked core. It’s shameful how you’re embarrassingly wet within a short period of time, but you no longer put much thought on it, especially with a handsome man like Taehyung on his knees for you.

With dilated pupils, Taehyung looks up and you knew you had both reminisced the time this same scenario happened in his office at DMC. The infamous surgeon draws you out of your reverie as he plants kisses along the expanse of your thigh.

Urgently wanting to fully express his intentions, Taehyung wastes no time, bunching up your skirt by your hips and diving in to flatten his tongue against your wet core. You gasp at the contact and you practically feel him smile at your responsiveness.

Taehyung starts with a slow pace, letting his tongue swirl all over your cunt. “Oh!” you breath out when he flicks your nether bud with his tongue. Taehyung keeps your legs apart with left hand while he dips a finger between your folds with the other. As you shudder at the sensation, Taehyung continues his ministrations, pushing his finger in, reveling in the way your walls clench around his digit.

“You’re still so tight after all these years,” the man says, diving in once more as he familiarizes himself once more of your addictive essence, licking and sucking at your core for all its worth like it’s his last day on the planet.

Just as you were about to climax, three knocks on the door resonate throughout the empty room, and as you push your thighs together and signaling Taehyung to keep quiet underneath the table, the door opens one more time and the chairman’s head pokes through the side, eyes scanning the room to look for you. Fixing your appearance discreetly, you put on a smile on your face, ignoring the frustration that came with not being able to orgasm properly.

“Wanna go grab lunch with me, sweetheart?” 

“Sure. I’ll be out in a few, babe. Just… gotta go through some emails,” comes your breathless answer. “Okay darling. I’ll be waiting for you by my office.” When you feel Taehyung’s fingers start to dance back up along your legs, you swat them away, the realization of your unfaithful acts finally dawning on you. 

“Stop it Taehyung and get up from there,” you tell him, pulling down your silk skirt that’s shamelessly bunched up around your hips. As you tame the creases on your skirt, the light above you hits the rock on your fourth finger. The gleam hits your eyes perfectly, the diamond on your engagement ring seemingly mocking you of your infidelity. 

For the sake of your sanity, you don’t say another word to Taehyung who also had his eyes trained on your ring. Quickly you grab your things off the desk, not sparing your dejected ex-boyfriend a look. As you reach the door, you rest your head on the hard plastic, “I’m happy now, Taehyung. Please respect that.” With a sigh, you open the door, not daring to take a look back. 

Taehyung nods silently, looking away from your figure as a tear rolls down his cheek, regret and longingness weighing on him heavily.

[mintseesaw]

kapag lasing malambing | myg

translation. (you’re) only sweet when (you’re) drunk

chorus. verse i. verse ii.

pairing: indie musician!yoongi x reader

genre: fluff, light angst, light smut, est. relationship au

word count: 1.7k

warnings: cursing, hints of arousal, yoongi being touchy and straightforward af, light dry humping, yoongi ft. his fingers // rating: 18+

note: hello!! This is my first entry on the Paraluman Project a.k.a. Tagalog-titled drabbles/fics. You may also submit requests for the drabble game: Paraluman Playlist until the end of August. ✨

pending drabble requests will be posted in the coming days huehiehue. Enjoy!

Few bottles in and Yoongi started whining a bit more than usual. In fact, he’s never one to ask for your attention in sobriety. Nevertheless, he is needy but would rather save his pride than admit it without the alcohol clouding his state of mind.

You’re always the one between the two of you who initiates any form of skinship. And most of the attempts you did in public, your success rate— had unfortunately dramatically slumped at 0 in a scale of 1-10.

However, when the situation permits him no other means but to set his so-called reputation aside, Yoongi would willingly participate on displaying his tender feelings in public. One of those rare moments was on your first year anniversary. He had no choice but to pull off a move to make up for the damage he had unintentionally inflicted on you when he almost didn’t show up to the restaurant you personally reserved for dinner.

He never once called you that day, his phone was strangely out of reach and the lack of interaction led you to believe he was gonna surprise you for he would never not return your call nor would turn his phone off without giving you a heads up.

He came, which was three hours too late for you to remain delighted for the occasion. When you stood up from your chair, swallowed the tears that were threatening to spill out, you didn’t beat around the bush and impulsively told him, “We’re done.” before walking passed him even though you didn’t mean it at all. You were just so hurt that night that it was the only thing you have managed to say.

Shocked by the abruptness of your decision, Yoongi ran after you and kept you secured in his hold, cupped your face with his palms and pulled you in a sweet kiss. Perhaps it was the first time he ever did more than just a peck on your forehead with an actual audience gawking at the two of you. He didn’t care nor stop murmuring apologies while he peppered tiny kisses all over your face until you stopped crying.

Turns out, he did have a surprise for you. It was the keys on his palm he fished out from his pocket that he forgot in his apartment on his way there. Apparently, he drove back to his then-apartment to collect his surprise and got stuck in the Metro traffic. Keys of a new apartment that you two now share for the past two years now.

Another time was that new year’s eve party some months ago when he had already chugged down alcohol passed his limit. You lost track of how frequently he had planted pecks on your shoulders and even refused to let go of your hand as if you were being held hostage in his captive. He was just so touchy, at the same time, extremely attentive of you.

It’s not everyday that you are showered with his oddly affectionate treatment so when these rare instances ever occur, you let him spoil you with his generously sweet attention.

Yoongi is naturally caring without him even trying it. And at times, he may show it through his rough facade or fatherly scolding. He shows his affection in a different language, that you once mistaken as some sort of coldness or indifference. Yet, no matter how inwardly warmhearted he is when it concerns you, he would never initiate nor let you advance to the first base in public. Of course, your guy has a reputation to keep. You don’t even understand why his cold exterior, seemingly rude around the edges attracts more women than you deem amusing to witness first hand.

Tonight, you’ll surely entertain yourself while he unravels a thick cover of his facade just from the looks of his glassy eyes and red face. He’s way beyond the tipsy state which only means one thing. Either he’d be extra sweet or needy.

To prove one of your assumptions, you suddenly heard his provocative voice, snapping you out of your reverie. “Baby, come here.” He slurs, his drunkenness more profound with the radiating crimson tinging his dumpling cheeks.

Your eyes roll before scooting closer until your sides are flushed against each other. Both of you are sitting on the floor across the table with your backs leaning against the foot of the couch. Yoongi drapes his arm over your shoulder, then leans on your side to nuzzle your cheek with the tip of his nose while his palm idly scurries on the expanse of your thigh.

You caught his wrist, stopping whatever intention his hazy mind has. Groaning, Yoongi buried his face on the crook of your neck, yet refusing to utter a word.

“Yoongi,” You hiss, retreating back to create some safe distance before he kindles something that should not be stirred awake while you’re here at Jin’s place. His friends are pretty much wasted so the close proximity and his extra provocative hands do not really bother you, except for the fact that your body quickly reacts to his feverish touches.

“Fuck! Let’s go home.” He proposes.

You chuckle, “You’re so drunk, babe.” You say, pinching his beet-red cheeks.

“So drunk, I wouldn’t mind fucking you here in—“ Your eyes widened suddenly hearing such vulgar words coming from him. Your palm met his mouth in a smack.

“Shut up!”

To your dismay, your boyfriend obnoxiously smirks, pulling your other wrist and placing it, out of the blue, on top of his semi-aroused crotch. You lightly jump taken aback and quickly collected your hand back when you felt his clothed cock twitches the second your palm comes in contact with it.

“See what you do to me, baby?” He purrs, sniffing your hair.

Instinctively, your eyes briskly scan the room to see if anyone caught what your boyfriend did. It only took one glance at Jin who is clearly amused at the two of you before your face profusely heated up in embarrassment.

Unlike everyone else in the living room, he seems to be the only man standing aside from you and your boyfriend who can hardly recognize his own name. Jungkook is literally sprawled, face flat on the floor. Hoseok is snoring on the single seater couch on you right. You could hear a faint sound of puking from somewhere, wild guessing it was Taehyung and Namjoon must be helping him out in the bathroom. Jimin and his girlfriend are nowhere in sight.

Jin teasingly winked in your direction before he stood up and disappeared from one of the doorways. Maybe in his room.

Meanwhile, your boyfriend seems to be unbothered, and proceeds to bite the shell of your ear sensually. You try to push him away for the second time of the night. If he continues this tempting advances, it won't be too long before you give in to his bidding.

You sneered, “Your friends are here.”

“We can use the bathroom or something.” He murmurs suggestively.

“No thanks!” You answered back too quickly, somehow taunting him in vengeance of the countless kisses he had turned down from you in the past.

“Babe, come on.” Whines Yoongi as he hovers your mouth with his fingers holding your jaw to his advantage.

“Not here.” You prompted.

“I don’t think I can still drive.”

“I will drive—shit!”

Yoongi pulled your tube top down, exposing one of your mounds.

“No one’s awake.” He reassures, smirking down at the delicious view served in front of him. You shot him a glare, ignoring the surge of heat washing through you.

While you’re busy pulling your top back, Yoongi’s arm curls over your back on your waist, hurling you on his lap facing him without a single inch of difficulty. Your denim skirt bunches up on your hips as your thighs parted.

“Yoongi, what are you doing?!” You exclaimed, while shooting peers sideways to make sure no one can see you two in a compromising position.

Yoongi paid no heed to your panicky voice, baring your mounds once more all the while wrestling with your arms when they tried to cover your beautiful breasts from his ardent stare. He shifted you further close so that your center directly presses against his prominent bulge.

Your lips parted in a soundless gasp, sparking your senses alive and Yoongi used your momentary shock to capture a peak with his mouth. The palms digging on your hips coaxing you to move against him.

Your eyes fall shut, “Fuck Yoongi! I said not here!”

“Should I stop then?” He teases.

No! Your corrupt mind objects.

The friction down your soaking mess of an aching core against his crotch eliciting tiny yet unmistakable whimpers from your agape mouth, head thrown back when pleasure immediately starts to build up in your core.

“Yes, baby. Just like that. You will be good and come for me, right love?” He purrs next to your ear. The hoarseness of his natural voice and the low register of his tone made possible by his alcohol-filled system increasing the heat in your body.

“Yoongi, please…” You wail breathlessly, needing more stimulation to give what he wants.

In the midst of your supposed blissful momentum, you have failed to sense the nearing sound of footsteps in the living. It was only when Yoongi cursed under his breath, and shoved you flushed against his chest that you snapped out of it, while the sparks ebb away into actual nerves. He hurriedly shrugged his jacket off his shoulders, draping it over your back to cover your nakedness due to your top slipping down to your waist.

With your face buried on the curve of his neck, you panted heavily as your ears perked up at the sound of his friends approaching the room. He kisses the side of your head, and right away rubs your back to soothe your nerves.

“Hyung, Tae and I are lea—oh! Is she alright?” You heard Namjoon ask, probably surprised at the sight of you resting on Yoongi’s body.

“Yeah, she just fell asleep is all. Go on, the kid looks like he’s about to pass out any second.” Yoongi says coolly.

“Sweet. We’re gonna head out, lovebirds.”

As soon as you heard the sound of the door closing, Yoongi’s hand snaked in between your bodies, pushed your lace to the side and started thrumming your clit. Your arms instinctively went around his neck for leverage, helplessly sobbing against his sweat covered skin.

For the next few minutes, your muffled delightful cries took over Yoongi’s senses while his fingers worked their magic on your center, and to the muscles of your drenched hole, skillfully driving you to oblivion.

At least, he’s sweet enough to let you come despite the situation you two are in, with his pretty wasted friends who could’ve heard your scandalous moans should they have not been sleeping the entire time.

mintseesaw © 2020

[saudade-mayari]

Honest thought, your Paraluman angst fic is so underrated. I wish people could have read it more -gil

🥺🥺🥺 gil sweetie, lemme smooch you

im so glad you appreciate it, tho i never read it twice coz it’s so painful 😂😭

[love-amihan]

skl tapos na exams ko today chaka galit ako sa kanta na paraluman

miss gwen!!! omg ang late ng reply ko 😭😭😭 kamusta ang diwa after exams? HAHAHAH

bat naman galit sa kanta na paraluman?

okay i listened to it, magagalit ka rin ba sakin kung gagawa ako niyan song inspo? HAHAHAHA gonna add cherry on top, make it a kuroo fic 😈