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4haechie · 4 years

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➵ request: can i request fluff + au #2 + trope #1 "enemies to lovers" + prompt #4 & #19?? thank you 🥰

➵ lee donghyuck x reader | fluff, enemies to lovers au, high school au | 2,760 words | “take off your shirt.” + “can you shut up for just two seconds?”

➵ warnings: cursing and one second of suggestive stuff

➵ a/n: thank u for requesting! i really hope u like it :D i added timestamps to avoid confusion, so this turned out longer than expected oops. if u want a part 2, please let me know!

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present time – thursday, 6:30 p.m.

you’re starting to wish time machines existed right about now. you’ll do just about anything to go back to two hours ago and avoid this mess.

you glance up at donghyuck, who’s put on his thinking cap apparently, and is trying to come up with a way to get you two the hell out of here. “do you have a hairpin? or a bobby pin?” he asks.

you shake your head, “donghyuck, that only works in movies.”

“y/n, i’m trying to come up with solutions here! or do you wanna live in this tiny janitor’s closet for the rest of your life?” he glares at you.

“if i did, i would’ve chosen someone else to share oxygen with. why would i choose you?” you glare back.

he rolls his eyes, indicating that that conversation is over. “whatever. try calling your friends again. someone must still be at school, right?”

you frown, “donghyuck, we had the student council meeting earlier, remember? that ended at six, and it’s almost six-thirty now. all the sports teams’ practice sessions must’ve ended, too. i’m telling you, it’s just us in school.” you shake a little as if trying to wake up from a crazy dream. no avail.

you’re stuck here–no, wait. someone locked you two in here. you’re going to have to trace back your steps to figure out who.

thursday, 4:00 p.m.

“the weekly student council meeting is in session. today, we’re going to discuss prom! i’ve put up a list on the bulletin board that says who’s going to do what. please take a look at it immediately.” you explained, gazing around the group of students in front of you.

you’re the president and donghyuck is the vice president. you two work together almost every day, you’re in the same classes, you have the same friends. but there’s one minor detail in your guys’ relationship: you two hate each other.

hate might be a bit too strong of a word, but it’s true. you and donghyuck, despite working together and being in the same class since third grade, have never gotten along. maybe it’s your guys’ competitiveness. maybe it’s your strong desire to one-up the other. but as long as you can recall, there hasn’t been a single time when he hasn’t made your blood boil.

anyway, you and donghyuck were in charge of planning your senior prom, and ensuring everything and everyone follows said plan.

while discussing the event, you realised you forgot to check with your school’s janitor if he’s free on the day of prom, or if he’s taking a holiday. either way was fine with you, as you were thinking of making everyone clean up after themselves. but just to be sure, you and donghyuck, unfortunately, decided to stop by the closet after the meeting had ended.

thursday, 6:05 p.m.

“i don’t think he’s here. it is after school hours, so i think he went home,” you said, peeping into the dark closet. it was pretty obvious he wasn’t there–the room couldn’t have been more than five feet by five feet. it’s a storage space, but the janitor keeps his bag here before starting work and picks it up right before leaving school.

“yeah, no shit, sherlock.” donghyuck reached around you to flip the light switch on. the lone bulb suspended from the ceiling blazed to life, setting the room alight.

then, suddenly, a figure pushed donghyuck into the confined space, which caused you to jerk inwards. it happened so fast, you barely had time to react, or identify the culprit. you heard keys jingling and fear danced around in your eyes.

donghyuck was still facing the door, while you were standing with your back against the wall. he tried his best to look out the little glass rectangle fitted in the door, but he turned around and shook his head in frustration.

“what the fuck just happened,” you said; it came out more as a statement, but anger resonated through your words.

“we, er, just got locked in here.” he deadpanned as if you couldn’t have figured.

you groaned and clenched your fists. “i’m gonna kill them. you didn’t happen to see their face, did you?”

he shook his head, “nope.”

“well, we know one thing. that person had the key–and only two people have the key to the closet. the janitor, who’s not even here, and the general office staff. but i’m sure they wouldn’t lock us in here.” you said.

donghyuck tilted his head, “okay, then, who...” he trailed off, allowing you to vocalise your theories.

“somebody must have stolen one of the two keys.” your brain’s gears started turning, trying to think of someone who would pull something like this.

“it could be the janitor’s keys. the closet was unlocked when we got here.” donghyuck reminded you.

“yeah...but he never leaves the closet unlocked. he’s very responsible, so it can’t be his set of keys. it’s probably the staff’s set,” you countered. “they barely pay any attention to non-admin matters. that person must’ve stolen their keys, unlocked the door after the janitor left, and waited for us to come here, before locking us in. jesus, i’m so angry. this is so fucking childish,” you groaned again.

donghyuck nodded in slight agreement, surprising you. he never agrees on anything you have to say, but he didn’t have much of a choice in that situation. plus, your theory made sense. “do you think this whole thing was renjun’s idea? he was the one who suggested we check with the janitor about prom night.”

your eyes widened in shock. “oh my god...wait, but it wasn’t renjun’s idea. it was mine, actually–he just reminded me to do so.” you slowly dropped down to the floor and held your head in your hands. you couldn’t believe what was going on. the entire situation seemed to just hit you.

you’re stuck in a small closet with lee donghyuck, your number one enemy.

present time – thursday, 6:40 p.m.

“none of them are picking up. donghyuck, what if they’re all in on this together? kind of like a senior prank–except we’re the ones getting pranked.” you say, panic rising in your voice. you’re standing now, leaning against the wall with your phone clutched tightly in your hand.

knowing your and donghyuck’s friends, you’re sure you’re going to be here all night. they’re quite a bunch. you and donghyuck have a common friend group, but your friends find your ongoing rivalry extremely annoying. it makes perfect sense if they locked you two in here.

donghyuck digests your words quickly. “no way. that’s insane! why the fuck would they do that?”

“well, do you have a better explanation? i’m sure you don’t, considering i’m the only one who’s been thinking of possible theories, while you’re here giving me the only suggestion you have–your stupid bobby pin idea,” you say, breathing heavily.

“can you shut up for just two seconds? always telling me what to do, disagreeing with me, arguing and fighting with me. we’re locked in here, and you think arguing like little kids is gonna get us out?” he shakes his head in disbelief. “god, and to think i had a crush on you last year.” he must not have meant to reveal that little secret, because his ears turn red instantly.

you gape at him, “what–what did you say?”

“look at you, getting a big head again–!”

“donghyuck.”

“i liked you! there, you happy?”

“i like–liked you too, idiot,” you say in a low voice.

then, he laughs–a melodious sound, emitting pure joy and rainbows and sunshine. “some type of rivals we are.”

you laugh with him now, finding the situation so pathetically sad that it was almost funny. laughable. something to reminisce from time to time.

“you...you still like me?” donghyuck asks in a small voice you’ve never heard before.

“take a guess.”

“no?”

you bite the inside of your cheek, “take another guess.”

he grins at you, leaning against one of the shelves–which was a bad move on his part. he accidentally knocks over a bottle of...detergent? who knows, but it ends up uncapped and half-empty once it lands on the floor. luckily it was plastic, so the bottle doesn’t break. unluckily, the other of the liquid splashes on you, soaking your entire shirt. your plain, white, shirt.

donghyuck freezes, “um...y/n, i’m sorry–”

you hold up a hand. the god of testing people’s patience must’ve signed you up for some competitive exam today. “save it.”

donghyuck looks around hastily, trying to find a clean rag. he produces a small yellow cloth from the back of one of the shelves and hands it to you, “here.”

you don’t even say thanks. you quickly take it from him, free your shirt from your jeans, and start wiping and drying it to the best of your ability. you manage to make the shirt as dry as possible, but it was detergent that spilt on you. it was soapy–it was not water.

you groan for the third time today and look at donghyuck, gritting your teeth. “i can’t possibly go out like this.”

he winces, feeling extremely apologetic. “take off your shirt and wear my hoodie instead. i have two layers on,” he suggests.

you give him a double-take, “what the fuck? no! why would i do that?” you exclaim.

“do you have any better ideas?”

you watch as he swiftly takes his hoodie off, revealing a loose tee clad on his body. you hate to admit how good he looks. he hands the item of clothing to you, and you tell him to turn around as you begrudgingly peel your shirt away. you take the rag once again, wiping off as much soapy liquid as you can, and pull the hoodie over your head.

it smells like him, you think. it smells like that expensive cologne he always seems to wear. you show no indication that you find his hoodie soft and comforting, and tell him you’re done. you roll the shirt, squeezing any remnants of detergent out, and stuff it in your bag.

he bites back the smile daring to form on his lips upon seeing you in his hoodie. “okay. now that that’s over, let’s try to get out of here, shall we?”

you nod. “i have our science teacher’s number. maybe i could ask her to help us? she’s always here late, marking papers and assignments.”

donghyuck snaps his fingers, “you’re right! yeah, give her a call.”

you scroll through your contacts till you find the name you’re looking for. you press the call button and set it to speaker mode so donghyuck can hear as well. she picks up after three rings, “hello?”

“hi, miss angela! it’s me, y/n. you see, um, donghyuck and i got locked in the janitor’s closet by someone, and we have no way to get out. are you still in school? if you are, is it possible for you to unlock the door from the outside?”

miss angela hums a little, as if in thought, “i just left, my dear. i could turn the car around if you’d like. i’m sure the office keeps an extra set.”

“yes! that would be great. thank you, miss angela. and we’re sorry for the inconvenience,” you nudge donghyuck with your elbow, who catches on immediately.

“yeah, we’re incredibly sorry. i’ll be sure to submit an extra report–!”

“save it, lee donghyuck. i’ll be there in five to ten minutes,” she hangs up with that.

you pocket your phone and look at donghyuck. “so.”

“so,” he repeats.

“are we going to act like we didn’t just confess to one another earlier?” you ask, biting your lip nervously.

“no, i don’t want to, um, act like we didn’t. i lied, y/n. i had a crush on you last year, yeah, but i never stopped liking you. i still like you. i don’t want to be your enemy anymore.” he nudges you.

you smile shyly, “i like you too, donghyuck.”

just then, you hear keys jingling–an all too familiar sound. you get excited, thinking you’re going to be met with the face of miss angela, but when the door bursts open, you see the smirking faces of renjun and jeno.

“about fucking time!” renjun pulls you and donghyuck outside.

“what?” donghyuck demands. “it was your idea to lock us in there? are you fucking kidding me?”

jeno grimaces, “i’m sorry, it was the only way you two would confess your feelings for each other and stop fighting for good.”

“i can think of plenty of ways–!”

“wait, y/n, are you wearing donghyuck’s hoodie? holy fuck...don’t tell me you guys did it.” renjun looks back and forth between you and donghyuck.

“what? no, of course not!” you retort.

“then why do you have his hoodie on, dear y/n?” jeno asks.

“that’s none of your damn business, lee jeno!” donghyuck looks ready to pounce on him, but you place a hand on his chest, stopping him. his gaze drops down to your hand and it softens.

“there was a little accident...but the good thing is that we’re out. hooray. now, everybody, go home. i have to call miss an–”

“y/n, thank goodness! what happened?” miss angela emerges into the scene, looking a little worried.

you briefly explain the evening’s events to her, without mentioning the confession part. she doesn’t need to know that. you tell her it was a silly prank. nothing more, nothing less.

she visibly sighs a breath of relief. “well, at least it wasn’t some stranger. jeno, renjun, i didn’t expect this from you two. but i’m glad you’re all okay.” she takes her leave, after ensuring you four are on your way home.

jeno and renjun go home via jeno’s car, and you and donghyuck, living only a couple of blocks away from school, decide to walk the journey.

“all this... just so we could stop fighting,” donghyuck laughs. you’re walking side by side, hands occasionally brushing against one another. it’s like something out of a cheesy rom-com. you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“it worked, didn’t it?” you say.

donghyuck stops on the pavement, turning his body to face you. he stretches out a hand to push a strand of hair behind your ear, making you bump his shoulder shyly. he smiles; he wouldn’t have it any other way either.

“i guess it did. but what do we do now?”

“what do you mean?” you raise an eyebrow.

“like, do i walk you home first? do i ask you on a date? god, with you, it’s just so much more...different. if it was someone else, i would’ve gone with my gut, but with you, i don’t wanna mess it up. you know?” donghyuck finally takes your hand in his, intertwining your fingers. you feel his warmth radiate, you feel his touch bringing you safety and comfort. something way more powerful than a hoodie.

“donghyuck, i’m new at this too. i’m just as scared as you are. and that’s okay, trust me. i’m glad it’s me and not anyone else.” you assure him.

you gather up whatever courage you have remaining, tip-toe, and brush your lips against his cheek. you stay there for a moment, just breathing him in. when you pull away, his cheeks are a dusty pink shade.

“do that again,” he tells you.

“no, i think i’m good.” you start walking again.

“y/n!” he whines.

“okay, on one condition.” he raises a brow, “ask me on a date.”

for a moment, he’s bewildered. then, he gets down on one fucking knee, not caring about anyone who might be watching, and clears his throat. “y/n, i like you so much. will you make me the happiest man alive, and go on a date with me this saturday?” he looks up at you expectantly.

you chuckle at his antics and give him a nod. “i would love to, lee donghyuck.”

he grins, all big and bright, and leaps up to envelop you in a hug. his arms go around your waist and yours circle his neck. he whispers in your hair, “i guess we owe renjun and jeno a thank you?”

“i am not going to thank them for locking us up in a closet. in fact, i’m gonna double their prom duties.” you feel his chest vibrate as he laughs at your comment.

however, you are thankful that it was lee donghyuck you got stuck with. so, forget the time machine. you wouldn’t have had it any other way.

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hljournal · 4 years

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Today’s author is wordsnnotes / @quelsentiment ! Don’t forget to give the fics kudos and leave a comment!

The Thrill of the Chase

Self-proclaimed cycling boss Louis Tomlinson is hoping to win the Tour de France for the third year in a row, but he's threatened by up-and-coming prodigy Harry Styles, who's after the yellow jersey as well. Having a new rival shouldn't perturb Louis that much, but said rival is quite attractive, extremely sweet, and has a way to get under his skin. It's gonna be an eventful three weeks for sure. Or: a very self-indulgent enemies-to-lovers/cycling AU that no one but 15-year-old me asked for, and that was in no way inspired by Harry Styles riding a bike earlier this year.

Up On The Shore

Magic has been outlawed on Eroda ever since President Cowell came into power, and all the magic people had to go live on the island of Stonell. Things are not looking good for Harry when he finds out he's a magician and his abilities seem more and more out of control. Thankfully, his best friend Niall's mother has the idea to put him in touch with Louis, a magician boy living on Stonell. They begin a secret correspondence and drama ensues.

Or: Louis hides his feelings under sarcasm, Harry is too sweet for his own sake, everyone is a rebel, the mums are amazing, Harry's dad is a jerk, and I'm struggling to make it understandable without using normal narration.

Say It Back

University AU in which Harry and Louis are both as lonely as the other but don't realize it. They are hired to work at the same research lab and get off to a somewhat awkward start. Niall is their enthusiastic yet slightly overwhelming lab manager, and Zayn is Harry's long-lost childhood friend who realizes he's never quite forgotten his crush on Liam, Harry's big brother.

Or: Harry doesn't know what he wants; Louis is too caught up in his problems to care about what he wants; Niall knows perfectly well what he wants, and that's to be everybody's best friend and comic relief; Zayn thought he knew what he wanted until he's reminded of the past; and Liam has come to terms with the fact that it's okay not to know what you want sometimes.

it do be like that sometimes

Or: an enemies to lovers AU inspired by my short experience in this crazy fandom and my even shorter experience on stan Twitter

#faaw #fics

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sushireads · 4 years

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seokjin fic recs

this is a list of seokjin fics i’ve read and loved very much! enjoy. <3

ps. all fics with 🍙 are the ones i loved a little bit more.

2,561 Days by @gossamie

angst | one shot | 7.1K words

Two years of marriage could not stop the relationship from falling apart. As an attempt to seek closure before the divorce, Seokjin and you retrace your seven years together.

DIVORCE au

Carnival Rides by @geniuslab

fluff, smut | one shot | 11.4K words

Working at your parents’ funnel cake stand during the summer sounds like a decent enough gig. But you didn’t quite plan for the exhausting heat or the cute gelato guy who would make it his mission to get you to like him. Warning: This ride will get you wet!

SUMMER CARNIVAL au

change of pace by @httpjeon

smut | one shot | 3.2K words

Hardcore porn star Kim Seokjin begins his dabble in the world of vanilla porn. You’re his first co-star.

—part of the cockpile series

PORNSTAR au

Chrysanthenum by @yoonia

fluff | one shot | 2.7K words

CEO au

Club Zombie by @floralseokjin

smut, angst, fluff | one shot | 17.1K words

In a world overrun by zombies, you’d think everyone was a goner, but the reality is much different. A steady diet of brains lets a zombie exist as a fully functioning human. Just ignore the part where they’re technically dead… In fact, these days, the amount of zombies outweigh the humans. A lot jump at the chance to be turned. Beg for it.

Kim Seokjin controls the underground of Seoul. No one would dare cross him. That’s how most of the world goes these days. You wouldn’t want to get on the wrong side of a zombie now, would you? However, you don’t quite see it like that. Spending most nights dancing at the club he owns, you catch his eye. It’s never the wrong side if you’re underneath him, right…?

—part of The Deadly Intentions collaboration

MAFIA, ZOMBIE au

dead leaves & wasted roses by @jamaisjoons

angst, smut | one shot | 6K words

“by sheer luck, or as if destiny bound as he liked to think of it, jimin had met you. and then, in a blink of an eye, and in a cruel twist of fate, he’d instantly lost you.”

COLLEGE, UNREQUITED au

Dear Ophelia by @n0irneko

smut | one shot | 3.6K words

The most dangerous people can be the most exciting…

CEO, KILLER au

Ephemeral by @donewithjeon

angst | one shot | 7.9K words

I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus by @lovetalkhendery

fluff | one shot | 4.4K words

CHRISTMAS, SINGLE PARENT au

in the mood by @kinktae

smut, fluff | one shot | 4.5K words

With the second world war finally over, soldiers are coming back home to their families, and famous Hollywood actor Seokjin is no different. Eager to get to babymaking with his wife but plagued by the need to re-establish himself in the film industry, Seokjin is to forced to engage in a more unconventional conception method.

—part of the rewind series

1940s, ACTOR, HOLLYWOOD, POST-WAR, WIFE au

Legacies by @btsracket

smut | one shot | 6K words

A newcomer is staying in the beach house next door and it’s criminal how well he fits in.

—part of BTS Smut Club’s Under Fire Summer Project

1980s, CON ARTIST au

Love Me and Leave Me by @littlemisskookie

🍙, smut, angst | one shot | 9.9K words

You had no objections when you heard of your engagement to a faraway prince. In fact, you were elated! Especially when you caught sight of his handsome face and charming personality. You could see yourself falling for him easily. The only problem? He’s in love with someone else.

ARRANGED MARRIAGE, ROYALTY au

Memoirs of a Mistake by @floralseokjin

🍙, smut, fluff, angst | series

A series of hook ups with Kim Seokjin, the college’s biggest fuckboy…

FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS, FUCK BOY au

MINE FOR TODAY by @httpjeon

angst, fluff, smut | one shot | 6.1K words

as part of a special valentines day sale, you make a bid in hopes to get a special discounted date with one of the dreamy bachelors of club ardor. you decide to choose The Romantic.

—part of the club ardor series

DATE FOR HIRE au

Once Bitten, Twice Shy by @fantasybangtan

fluff, humor | one shot | 15K words

working a twenty-four hour shift at the hospital was pretty low on the list of things you’d hoped to be doing on christmas eve. fortunately for you, doctor kim - golden boy of the ward and, coincidentally, your arch nemesis - is around to keep things interesting.

—part of @btswriterscollective‘s secret santa project

CHRISTMAS, DOCTORS, ENEMIES TO LOVERS au

plage. by @minflix

fluff, smut, humor | one shot | 10K words

The captain of Yonsei University’s swim team Kim Seokjin is pretty much head over heels in love with Y/N - the manager of his swim team.Too bad he can never seem to tell her how important she is to him because around her, the suave champion swimmer is like a fish out of the water.

SWIM CAPTAIN au

Royally Fucked by @couture-kookie

smut | one shot | 14.8K words

Kim Seokjin is a royal asshole. Literally. As the only heir to the throne of Cirenth he’s used to getting what he wants when he wants it. The only obstacle in his way is you, his rigidly moral assistant. He outranks you on both the social and hybrid hierarchies yet a shiver of fear runs down his spine whenever your claws come out. One rude interruption too many is the straw that breaks the camel’s back and he decides he must rid himself of you once and for all.

ROYALTY au

Starlet and Moonstruck by @jimlingss

fluff | series

As a newcomer actress struggling to make a name for yourself in the tough industry, you’re absolutely ecstatic to see your Dispatch pictures on the front page of Naver….but..what is this?! This isn’t about you! Who’s the third guy from the left?!

ACTRESS au

start anew by @gukyi

angst, fluff | one shot | 11K words

it’s been five years since you left your hometown, vowing never to return, but a simple invitation to a christmas party and a yearning to know whether or not you’re truly over the heartbreak you left behind has you wondering if, maybe, the christmas spirit and promise of a new beginning can change your mind.

CHRISTMAS, EX au

Strawberry Roses by @peekaboongi

fluff, smut, angst, fantasy | one shot | 7.5K words

When a chaotic man who claims to be a Cupid appears, your dull life is suddenly filled with laughter and strawberry roses. You’re just forgetting one important thing—magic never lasts past midnight.

or, chaotic but domestic Jin trying to teach you how to make strawberries resemble roses.

CUPID au

The Devil Wears Armani by @floralseokjin

🍙, angst, smut, romance | series | 65.3K words

You never imagined accidentally attempting to sell your soul to the devil would lead to this…

CEO, DEVIL au

The Leather Loafers by @jimlingss

fluff, humor | one shot | 11.2K words

Yes. You went to the ball. Yes. You ran into the prince. Yes. The shoe fits. BUT-! You aren’t that Cinderella bitch. THEY’VE GOT THE WRONG PERSON!

CINDERELLA, ROYALTY au

The NewsCasters by @jimlingss

fluff, smut | series

When Local and Celebrity news has to fight head on, who knows who will win. All you do know is that Kim Seokjin, the arrogant bastard that he is, might give you a hernia before your job does.

ANCHORS, RIVALS au

voice mail by @joonary

fluff, humor | one shot | 7K words

kim seokjin is best known around campus for his romance advisory podcast, voice mail, but to you, he’s just your lovable idiot of a best friend. but when he accidentally lets it slip that he’s fallen for one of your fellow peers, you can’t help but be a little bit curious (and quite frankly, a tad bit jealous).

—part of The Bound in Love collaboration

COLLEGE, FRIENDS TO LOVERS, PODCAST au

wash ‘n dry by @seokoloqy

fluff | one shot | 1.1K words

The one where Seokjin is the cute RA who catches you doing laundry at 1 AM and you both have time to kill.

COLLEGE, RESIDENT ASSISTANT au

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5hining-aus · 4 years

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Enemies-To-Lovers with Jonghyun

Your feud with Jonghyun was perhaps one of the best known ongoing celebrity feuds. At the very least, it was the most talked-about

Honestly, you two were more rivals than downright enemies, but people liked picking sides and this feud kept you both in the spotlight so as far as the public was concerned, you two were bitter enemies...Or secret lovers, it really depends on who you ask

Some people even thought you were both

Anyway, one day your manager came to you about taking part in a new show. You were half-asleep as they were describing it, but you managed to gather that it was some sort of reality show where you’d be paired up to live with someone for six months

Promotions for your newest album had just wrapped up and you didn’t really have anything else going on until award show season, so you agreed to go on the show

There was just one thing that your manager neglected to tell you: this wasn’t a “living as roommates” kind of show, this was a “living as a romantic couple” kind of show, and your partner was Jonghyun

And judging by the look he got on his face when he saw you, Jonghyun wasn’t told anything either

You were going to have a nice long talk with your manager later

Honestly, living with Jonghyun wasn’t too bad. There was a bit of weirdness when it came to the sleeping arrangements as there was only one bed and neither of you wanted to sleep on the couch, but a carefully-constructed pillow wall took care of that

That is, until you guys started waking up all snuggled together with the pillow wall destroyed and strewn about the room

Yeah, the media and fans had an absolute field day the first time that happened...And the second time. They calmed down a bit by the third time though

The cuddling didn’t mean anything obviously, you were both asleep. It was for...warmth, yes, that’s it, it was for warmth! Nothing sweet or romantic about it at all

You just keep telling yourselves that, okay

And then there was your vacation. Could it really be called a vacation though? You two were still filming the show, it’s just that for two weeks you guys were filming and staying at an exotic resort

Regardless of whether it was an actual vacation or not, you and Jonghyun had a great time. You guys went scuba diving, horseback riding, you took a cooking class together, went to the spa, lounged around on the beach, explored the area, it really was a wonderful time

On the final night of your vacation, after filming had ended for the day, you and Jonghyun had a private dinner at the resort’s best restaurant. It was lovely, and you both realized how much you had actually learned about each other since the start of filming

The two of you decided to take one last walk along the shore after dinner. The water was calm, the sun was setting, there was nobody else around, it was as if the entire world was peaceful

Well, it was peaceful until Jonghyun splashed you and immediately took off running

You gave chase, pursuing him for a good couple minutes until he started slowing down and you were able to tackle him to the ground

To be honest, you really didn’t have a plan when it came to what you’d do once you had tackled Jonghyun. Truthfully, you didn’t think you’d get that far

And so there the two of you were, laying in the sand (well, Jonghyun was on the ground, you were sitting on him) staring at each other, waiting to see who would make the next move

Something must have snapped inside of Jonghyun because, without another word, he cupped your cheek in one hand and pressed his lips to yours in a passionate kiss

You two returned to your room and went to bed feeling as if you were floating, blissfully unaware that there had been paparazzi following you on the beach and that your seaside smooch would be on the cover of quite a few magazines the next morning, with many people wondering if it was real or just a publicity stunt

Besides minor freak-outs upon first finding out, you and Jonghyun were surprisingly unbothered by the media circus you awoke to. You both had people whose jobs were to take care of stuff like that, all you guys had to do was try to figure out what everything meant for yourselves

But hey, you still had a few months left to do that

#SHINee AU #SHINee imagines #SHINee scenarios #SHINee x reader #jonghyun x reader #SHINee #jonghyun

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urmckidding · 3 years

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╰ °✧ that’s MARLENE MCKINNON and SHE seems to look a lot like NANA KOMATSU. according to ministry files, the PUREBLOOD used to attend HOGWARTS and be in GRYFFINDOR. now, they’re TWENTY and is A RADIO BROADCASTER. red wine stains on white linen ; bloody lips pulled into a defiant grin ; plunging into cold water ; the twist of your gut before you make a stupid decision ( still laughing despite the fear ) ; loud and unapologetic laughter echoing out ; a soldier — scared but marching on nonetheless ; a bonfire roaring to life, wood hissing and sparks flying are the best way to describe them. it doesn’t say in their file, but word around the street is that they’re a ORDER MEMBER.

hullo , it’s ME , bri ( she/her , 23 , est tz )!! this is my trash daughter , marlene , but don’t tell her i said that because she will bully me. any who , you can find more about miss mckinnon under the cut including wanted connections ( at the way bottom so feel free to skip the about bit if it’s too long )! and feel free to check out her ABOUT PAGE & PINTEREST.

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐒

FULL NAME: marlene isadora mckinnon

AKA: marlie , len , mckinnon

AGE: twenty years old

BIRTHDAY:

GENDER & PRONOUNS: cis woman

PRONOUNS: she/her

SEXUALITY: biromantic bisexual

BLOOD STATUS: pureblood

FORMER HOUSE: gryffindor

OCCUPATION: radio host , order of the phoenix member

marlene’s radio show is anonymous and she mainly uses it to shit talk the deatheater movement and share stories about the order of the phoenix and their allies. it’s fairly similar to the potterwatch radio show that lee jordan runs during the seventh book. of course , since this is marlene she’ll also put on some music during the breaks.

FACECLAIM: nana komatsu

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐑

POSITIVE TRAITS: humorous , protective , spirited , passionate , loyal , courageous , persistent , independent , playful

NEGATIVE TRAITS: bullheaded , impulsive , impatient , self destructive , arrogant , attention seeking , argumentative

DEMEANOR: marlene can come off one of two ways : friendly and playful or cruel and spiteful. she is a person set in her ways , that means she probably has already decided how she feels about a person either before or in the first couple minutes of meeting them. to her friends and family , marlene is a spitfire with a penchant for adventure and trouble. she likes to make her loved ones laugh and have fun and is incredibly protective of them. however to those she’s not so crazy about , she’s a spitfire in a less fun way. she’s hard to win over if a person has already felt her judgement but it’s possible ... maybe ... who knows.

𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 ( trigger warning : the death of a family member - i will tag the paragraph it’s in. )

the mckinnon brood resides in SCOTLAND , her father’s family having settled there for quite some time while her mother’s side has never left japan — save for her mother of course. they are a large crew even when only counting marlene’s immediate family. she has four siblings , all older. it had been a contentious subject whether to send the kids to hogwarts or mahoutokoro in japan. her father won the fight eventually and the mckinnons went on to scatter themselves throughout gryffindor and ravenclaw.

as a note , the mckinnons have not mingled with many of the other zealous pureblood families for a long while now having marked themselves as blood traitors generations ago. they’re a rough and tumble kind of group who don’t care for haughty parties or the politics of it all.

marlene has always been a whirlwind of spirit and trouble. she was infamous for the pranks she played on the family’s tutors and her disappearing acts , though her parents could hardly blame her with the kind of examples they set ; both aurors who threw themselves into trouble even when the odds were against them. marlene grew up hearing stories about their misadventures , all tied up in a nice little bow as if her parents weren’t risking their lives as the war worsened. but it was not them that marlene wanted to be like. no , she completely adored and idolized her grandmother.

KIRA MCKINNON was a staple in the mckinnon household , floating in and out as if it was her own home. she doted on marlene as her youngest granddaughter. she would often steal her grandchildren away to different adventures in town or the lands surrounding the mckinnon manor. marlene always looked forward to her grandmother’s visits.

even when marlene was whisked off to hogwarts , she and her grandmother exchanged letters — probably the one thing that marlene would let her friends tease her about solely because she didn’t care.

marlene was sorted into gryffindor , like her father and older brother. she made herself comfortable quickly and garnered a reputation as a fairly opinionated and sharp witch. she liked the flashy spells and never cared for the classes where she was required to sit still — “ what a bore. ” she would often say during history of magic and potions classes.

she had grown up playing quidditch with her family and tried out as soon as she was able to , earning a proper spot on the house team in her third year ( either beater or chaser , whichever position works with the other gryffindor headcanons! ).

most notoriously , marlene had trouble picking her fights wisely. she has always been the type of person to act first and think later , which during her time at hogwarts got her into an awful amount of trouble — fights on the pitch , in the corridors , sometimes even in classes. it was difficult for her to stand down when she had a problem with someone ...

this passion became more and more focused around equality efforts for muggles and muggleborns. that conversation was had frequently at the mckinnon house and it was clear who her family stood with : the order. however , marlene’s passion for it was based in the seeds her family planted. i think that if the mckinnons sided with the death eaters , marlene would have fought just as passionately for that ... at least until around the time the rp takes place because this is when she begins to form her own opinions.

FAMILY MEMBER DEATH TRIGGER WARNING BEGINS ... though marlene was obvious in where she stood in the war , it never became real to her until her seventh year. she had nursed a quiet fear for what waited for her outside of hogwarts’s walls until she received news of her grandmother’s death. kira mckinnon had garnered her own reputation throughout her career. she was no one to scoff at as a looming figure in the efforts to catch war criminals. however when she retired those she had helped imprison didn’t forget what she had done. she had been on the death eaters’ hit list for quite some time and they finally crossed her off — marking the beginning of the mckinnon family’s demise. marlene refused to leave school and took her grief out on students who she suspected stood with voldemort. it nearly got her expelled. but her grandmother’s death left her with a nearly paralyzing need to fight. TRIGGER WARNING ENDS.

upon graduation , marlene — seventeen and burning with purpose — signed up to join the order. her family welcomed her , though her parents had reservations about their youngest and most reckless joining up. they tried to keep her off missions as long as possible and so marlene went elsewhere to try to help.

she began her radio show , title TBD , when she was nineteen. it requires a special tune in in order to hear and is riddled with passcodes and code names but she mainly reports on news and stories , including her own passionate rhetoric. she operates it out of a wizarding network who she hosts a show for during some weekdays but at night she uses the instruments to hold her own show. of course there is music during breaks because marlene needs to jam.

since she’s joined the order she’s actually been included on missions and meetings. all she can see is the fight right now , but in that reckless and young perspective where she can only see it ending well for her and her friends. because of that she tends to act fearless and downright stupid , glossing over her fears and worries with humor and general avoidance.

TLDR; marlene is a chaotic dumbass who runs a secret radio show under the guise of an actual radio host for a wizarding network. she’s a dedicated order member who will absolutely throw herself in harm’s way because ... she’s a chaotic dumbass.

𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

RIDE OR DIE’S — these are the people marlene would go to battle for. she is a fiercely protective friend and would rather herself get hurt than those she cares for. these are also the people she would actually confide in too. she very rarely shares what’s going on in her brain except for when it involves these people. on the flip side , if no one’s in peril , marlene is that friend who always pushes her limits a little too much. she wants everyone to enjoy themselves but it won’t stop her if they decide not to partake. she’s a bad influence point blank.

HOOK UPS & FLINGS — marlene is straight up afraid of serious relationships. she sees her parents and their parents and relationships like theirs seem so out of reach. i wouldn’t say she’s a serial one night stander but she has definitely left some broken off flings in her wake because of this. any gender , anyone.

LOVE INTEREST — me: *says marlene is afraid of serious relationships* also me: *puts love interest under wanted connections* exCUSE ME if i’m a sucker for a guarded person falling in love oK. anyway this could really be any dynamic but personally i am a sucker for a past hook up catching feels but marlene doesn’t return the sentiment unTIL LATER or enemies to friends to lovers or literally anything , it does not take much to please me. again , open to anyone.

RIVALS & ENEMIES — marlene is an absolute rage machine and has probably started fights with a lot of people. with that said , her favorite people to hate are death eaters or their sympathizers. other than that , rivals or enemies could be a former school/quidditch competitor to someone who looked at her funny once.

MENTOR — hello i am a sucker for the mentor - student dynamic and if anyone wants to knock some sense into marlene , please do not hesitate to do it. she’s young and stupid and naive about the war efforts , she doesn’t have an accurate view of the world , a place she thinks is neatly divided into black and white. your character can tell her she’s not all good and she can be a pain in your character’s ass!! a win - win honestly.

LITERALLY ANYTHING — i ,, Love to plot and am so down to brainstorm new fun things with y’all!!

#death tw #mm.intro #( ✩. 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 ⍮ 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐑 / study )

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neonnhoney-rec · 4 years

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Kim Taehyung

Here are a few taehyung recs, most of them I’ve read and love, some are in my TBR. Tbh most of them are smut, but some are fluff and angst mostly angst. I will keep updating this woop woop.

I hope you enjoy tehee!

Buzzed- @junqkook

you spend weeks sulking after having sex with your best friend, but a party changes everything.

863 tokyo centre- @becomingbts

Not much of one, just Taehyung fingering you on a bus at 2am

Hush, hush- @becomingbts

Taehyung makes sure you don’t focus on your insecurities during your first time. To do this he blindfolds you, leaving you slave to your now heightened senses so you ignore your racing thoughts.

Headcase- @becomingbts

Movie night, blankets and hands. What more could go wrong? Oh right, possibly getting caught and all. Well, too bad Taehyung couldn’t care less about that.

Request: taehyung wants to cuddle but you leave- @minyoongimakesmefeelthings

Of lace and lust- @hobidreams

friendship rule number one: don’t imagine how amazing your best friend’s cock would feel inside you. except that’s all you can think about after accidentally discovering taehyung’s kink for panties. specifically, the lacy ones you’re so fond of wearing.

Cheeky- @guksthighs

“Want some vanilla?” Taehyung groaned before he pulled you up by the hand you were offering and took a bite of it, his gaze piercing yours before his hand was on the small of your back and he pulled you into a kiss tasting like vanilla and salt.

Tae gets jealous when you go on a date- @minstrivia

says it on the tin

Let’s marvin gaye- @minstrivia

it’s valentine’s day. and it’s due time he shows you how it feels to make love.

See you- @gimmesumsuga

Taehyung notices you at a concert, and can’t help but want to see you again.

Slowdance on the inside- @floralseokjin

Taehyung has liked you as long as he can remember. He’s unsure when the line blurred from friendship to romantically, but it’s about to get a lot worse when he’s forced to watch you date his friend, Jungkook…

Under the taeble- @functioningishardforme

getting a little handsy under the table

Four’s a crowd- @guksthighs

As a birthday present your boyfriends Jimin and Taehyung take you for a special stripping show, little do they know how attracted you’ll be to the officer and the acts you’ll be performing to win this new man’s heart and cock.

Playing to win- @tayegi

Taekook friends-with-benefits threesome/porn without plot nonsense

Sapphire- @writingseoul

playing video games with tae ends up a little differently then you thought

A freindly favour- @baeseoul

you help tae out before his date

baby,baby- @hobiwonder

When you’ve run out of savings to continue on to the last semester of your Bachelors - you take an unorthodox route. Helping a desperate couple have a child and getting paid for it? Heck yeah. But what do you know - it wasn’t as easy as it sounds.

Talk- @taehyungforreal

Finals week is kicking your ass, thank goodness you have a friend to help you relieve some stress. It’s a great arrangement, as long as no one finds out… as long as you don’t catch feelings. What could go wrong?

Clair de lune- @taehyungforreal

being rewritten at the moment

Sore loser- @kingsuckjin

It’s game night with the maknae line. You team up as always with Jimin and Jungkook to beat your best friend and crush, Kim Taehyung. It’s all fun and games until this time he gets mad and decides to play a little game with just the two of you alone in his room.

Plan V- @taesbetch

When y/n can’t seem to find love she turns to her playboy best friend to help her find someone to lose her virginity too. However, fate has other plans

Breath of spring- @cupofteaguk

he works with color all day, but you just might be the brightest thing he’s ever laid his eyes on.

Corruption- @95boysbe

DOM tae takes your virginity

Laundry day- @hobidreams

taehyung discovers the surprise you left for him.

I belong to you - @jessikahathaway

you have rare blood, a deadly secret in the world that's run by vampires. Your family learns the risk the hard way and when your taken away to the highest ranking vampires in the world, your shocked at the decision you have to make, but its okay as one vampire in particular takes your fancy.

Obsidian- @kpopfanfictrash

The world of magic is divided into dark and light, witches and warlocks, choice and fate. You’re a prodigy of light, a witch who works within the police force. You’ve heard of Taehyung in passing, spoken in whispers as the warlock of dark who has the world holding it’s breath. All this changes on the night you’re assigned as security for a mysterious singer named V and you come face to face with Taehyung himself. What happens after that might be fate. (so good guys)

Silk and skin- @kpopfanfictrash

You and your boyfriend, Taehyung, are playing a game of truth or dare when a very distinctive kink emerges from the fray.

Drawing darcy- @kpopfanfictrash

Tae loves taking random photos of you secretly, and one day when you’re looking through his phone you find out

Impatient- @bxebxee

You are honor-bound to do your duty as a princess and marry for the good of the kingdom. Marriage, like many things in your life, is meant to serve a purpose. But you know you should be grateful because there are far worse fates than being engaged to marry Prince Taehyung.

Coming home- @taetaesource

Taehyung as a single parent. He was looking for a babysitter to help him raise his kid and then he met you.

Heart is where home is- @gukyi

somehow, when you woke up this morning, you didn’t really picture yourself falling in love with the attractive, well-read traveller sitting next to you on the plane, but a missed connection and an alarming amount of hand-holding later, you find that you both get a lot more than what you paid for.

Can you see my pulse- @rohobi

You fell in love with Kim Taehyung during Medical School. Now living totally different lives in completely different hospitals, you’re pulled together again as if by fate during a code black when someone plants a bomb in your hospital.

when you least expect it- @johobi

You’re in love with your childhood friend, Taehyung. The problem is, you treasure your friendship with him far too much to ever risk losing it. Oh, and he’s quite the Casanova. At your wits’ end with feelings you can no longer hide as diligently as you once did, you ask him to set you up with someone, anyone, in a last ditch attempt to avoid a heartbreaking conversation.

Electric lovers- @submissive-bangtan

An epidemic breaks out. The world is plunged into chaos. One giant corporation seizes its chance and puts you into quarantine, promising to heal the symptoms you begin to show. Just before you agree to undergo the crucial surgery, an android named Taehyung reveals the truth about the illness to you. A truth that makes you want to escape with him.

Babysitter- @kz-i-co

You were visiting home for the weekend to find out that your parents have hired a new babysitter. (jjk version aswell)

Shy lover- @squishyjiminnie

You’re popular and he’s painfully shy, he acts like he hates you but what if he thinks a lot more of you than you think?

Tempting- @kinktae

Y/N is an angel and a good one at that. She steers clear of the seven deadly sins, especially lust. She is out performing her duties when she runs into a demon. Luckily for her, that demon, Taehyung, doesn’t seem to buy into that whole “Angels and Demons are sworn enemies” idea. But unluckily for her, Taehyung just so happens to be the very embodiment of sin. Especially lust.

Or, “For someone who is meant to be so pure, you sure are dirty, angel.”

Who cares- @floralseokjin

what happens when Taehyung falls for someone who’s already taken? Can he control his feelings or will they take over and render him powerless? In the end is it all her fault or his…?

Wings- @bangtangurlarmy

He tells to nobody in particular as to why he is on Earth.

Third boy is the charm- @sangsanghaebwa

With Namjoon as your sweetheart roommate and Jimin as your adorable bestfriend, who you openly crush on, things still somehow remained easy, until Taehyung entered your life.

Fifteen minutes- @btssmutgalore

you don’t do dates - all you give guys is fifteen minutes to see if they can impress you, and Taehyung’s fifteen minutes have just started.

The counselor- @dom-joonie

You’ve been feeling a bit…depressed. At your friends recommendation, you go to see a counselor, but…he’s a lot more than you expected.

Enemy- @btssmutgalore

Taehyung may be cocky, but he has every reason to be. After all, he never gets turned down by women – at least not until he meets you.

Pluto- @katobobato

y/n has always had a knack for getting herself into trouble. She is no stranger to danger, what with being a member of one of the biggest gangs in the country. Not only is she a member but she is dating their leader, Jeon Jungkook. Things get heated, however, when she is abducted by a rival gang that hopes to use her as a way to get to Jungkook. Will her kidnapper, the ruthless Kim Taehyung himself, be able to subdue the snarky gangster or will she put up a fight to the end?

“134340?“.

Begin again- @writtenyoongi

things had been tough since your divorce from yoongi, you were still heartbroken over losing him whilst trying to balance being a single mother and providing the best you could for your daughter. when kim taehyung enters your life you start to learn how to love again, but the beautiful man is not without his own source of heartbreak.

Curious- @honeymoonjin

Taehyung confides in you and your boyfriend Yoongi that he might be bi, and the two of you offer to let him experiment with you to find out.

Upstream colour- @honeymoonjin

welcome to the first Upstream Colour drabble! please do not read this until after you finish UC, which is available to read here. Word count of this is 426. Mentions of sexual content, non-explicit. Otherwise it’s just fluff. Taehyung x reader

Somebody else- @jamaisjoons

yoongi doesn’t want you anymore. but he can’t stand watching you with someone else.

Multiverse- @jungkookiebus

what if…what if you found a tear in the universe? in a world where parallel universes seemingly don’t exist, there appears to be an overlap. what you had previously believed to be a haunting has now turned into something else, something tangible. everything you thought you knew about reality is about to be upturned and crumbled like a house of cards.

Stealing the bite- @wildernessuntothemselves

In a world populated by the supernatural, witches were the most despised and mistrusted of creatures. Everyone desired to make use of their powers but no one was willing to be seen openly conferring with them. And so there came to pass a heinous practice: Small covens of witches were isolated and kept under wraps in every kingdom, to be utilized when needed, and kept under close watch to prevent them from rebelling. Growing up in a kingdom ruled by werewolves, abuse and scorn were a fact of life, but you were determined to put an end to it. You devised a devious plan to gain power, and it involved a certain prince.

Clandestine- @ditzymax

As a professional assassin, Kim Kinsoo has many shrouded secrets in her life. Some of them she shares openly with her loving boyfriend, but there are other things he must never know…

Insomnia- @hobiwonder

this is being rewritten

Dirty dishes- @jaysdimples

when your boyfriend can’t seem to keep his hands to himself so he stirs up a little trouble in the kitchen while everyone else is a few feet away in the next room

Dalliance- @jvnghxope

The Association sends you to your first mission alone and you encounter a Pureblood ⎯a race you believed were extinct⎯ who is in the mood to play.

Freak- @kissmetae

your crush on your best friend was obvious and so was his. but as you took the next step together things turned out completely different. an accident caused an unbreakable bond and you found out about the secret he had kept from you for so long. a secret that put you in danger, forcing you to run away from him.

but the bond brought with it more than you both thought... to put it charmingly, your blood thirsty lover was thirsty for far more than just blood and the world you once knew turned into something completely different

Lavender flowers- @kissmetae

it all started when your boyfriend starting showing weird and abnormal behaviour...

at first it wasn't anything beyond the ordinary but as it gradually got worse and worse you were getting really worried...he couldn’t sleep and kept waking up in the middle of the night. but one morning was worse than others... and it would be the start of new encounters and a big change for both you...

Freedom- @tayegi

fleeing form your wedding you get into a little trouble with a certain vampire

Hung, open the door- @gotmetalkinginmysleep

You’ve been keeping the boys awake with your moaning for months thanks to Yoongi. Tae and Jungkook want to find out why.

The doms next door- @tatertotthethot

in which you unknowingly accept the offer to become a tattoo model for the two, sexually-crazed men next door.

Once bitten, twice shy- @pbandjk

You met Taehyung in college and he convinces you to move to his hometown with him. The town is nice, Taehyung’s friends are great, and you get along with everyone except Jungkook. You can’t seem to figure out what you’ve done to make him not like you, and why did you care so much? Also, why did none of them ever get cold?

Push your buttons- @littlemisskookie

You return to your childhood home in an attempt to uncover your past, despite the fact it seems as though everyone’s determined to keep it hidden.

Sehebon- @httpjeon

you find yourself on izo huen, home to the sehebon. luckily for you, you’ve arrived at an interesting time.

Thursday night- @sinsforjeon

You do a lot of things on a Thursday night but what you were doing right now was something you weren’t used to, not that you were complaining.

Flower arrangements- @iq-biased

From the moment you met Taehyung, his flourish for life drew you in completely. It wasn’t long before you fell head over heals for the tattoo artist who was so wrong for you, it felt right. But your story hasn’t always been an easy one, and just recently it’s become a whole lot more complicated…

Overworked and sequel- @iq-biased

A stressful weak teaching has you turning to your colleague for help.

Wrapped around- @jjkfire

Freshman year was a mess and sophomore year doesn’t seem to be looking too good either. You know boys like them are no good for you but maybe they’re just your kind of type

Summerboy- @koyamuses

In the mid-July heat, you find yourself unable to tear your gaze from the pool boy, whose skin glistens beneath rivulets of water as he sets about to clean your pool.

The talk- @kittae

A drabble series where Taehyung is a successful artistic erotica actor but has to expand his areas of expertise in the rapidly evolving world of adult film. Lost and inexperienced in everything that doesn’t involve classy settings, flattering lighting and romantic scripts, he basically has to start from scratch to make it in the online porn community. As a highly demanded A-lister in that community, you take him under your wings (or better yet, between your legs).

Always together- @kittae

having a romantic night with your life long lover and friend

New tricks- @geniuslab

When your newly adopted puppy turns out to be a lot more work than you expected, a cute dog trainer comes to the rescue. You soon become friends, but you begin to realize friendship might not be all you want.

Try my luck- @drquinzelharleen

When your sister passed away a few years ago you took in her two kids, Yoongi and Jimin. You were happy to do it. Now Jimin was going into kindergarten and you were so worried. But when Jimin comes home talking about his new kindergarten teacher, Taetae everyday. You start to wonder who this man is. Turns out he was just what your little family needed.

Slip through the seams- @deerguk

your locomotion is not that of a normal human being, rather it is to extent of physically being able to transport from one place to another. normally, your seams slip you into locations that you are familiar with, but when you unexpectedly happen upon the apartment of Kim Teahyung in Seoul, south korea- your ability that you have always deemed a curse begins to feel more like a blessing in disguise

Lucy- @gamerguk

after reading a few more titles of the videos you’ve uploaded, taehyung has come to the conclusion that you’re the hottest fucking dumbass he’s ever seen and so desperately wants to fuck.

The roommate- @jjungkookislife

y/n is desperate to find a place to live in her city when her best friend, jimin suggests she moves in with his friend Jungkook (poly au)

Addicted to your touch- @jjungkookislife

spending valentines with your boyfriends

change- @junghelioseok

a kind, handsome stranger makes you question your deteriorating relationship

Heaven- @pjm-com

Being an angel who is dating a demon wasn’t easy in your community especially when everyone weighs in.

Petals- @katobobato

Every day the same boy with fluffy brown hair steps foot into y/n’s flower shop. He never buys any of the flowers, no, he just takes his time inspecting them all, taking in the heavenly scents. One day, however, he doesn’t come in. y/n wonders what happened to him until she bumps into him on her way home, surrounded by dying plants.

“The flowers get sad when you don’t look after yourself“.

Dick and go- @jeonggukingdom

It was all shits and giggles when you and Taehyung were desperate seniors in High School, having no idea what to do with your lives, wondering if you’d ever find a decent job or even graduate in the first place. It is not so funny anymore when you come home from the big city to enjoy your vacation time and you find his sex-shop right in front of the house you grew up in when you were a kid. “If nothing works out I’m just gonna open a sex shop and call it something obnoxious like ‘Dick on the Go’ or something with a stupid zucchini logo flashing on top of the building.” He had said one time. Shit, you had no idea he actually meant it.

All that is gold- @winetae

As a college student struggling to make ends meet, Taehyung resorts to a less than ethical method to satisfy his appetite for expensive treats. The last thing he wants is for you to find out how he acquires the Gucci in his closet… however this proves to be difficult when you are his roommate.

↳ or : Taehyung is a sugar baby and somehow thinks he can keep this a secret

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Lie to Me - Hux x Reader x Ch. 16: Guilty & Innocent

A/N: Hello there xD As promised, here it goes chapter 16 of Lie to Me. I’m working on chapter 25, but it’s getting quite difficult right now because whenever I get some time to write, my mom starts talking about just... about everything. And I feel extremely bad to tell her to stop even when she talks for hours nonstop and it gets on my nerves? haha So bear with me just a little more. This quarantine is being harder on her than on me.

Story Summary: Falling for the enemy… That’s probably the stupidest thing you’ve ever done. Letting him live… for he should be dead. And you should’ve been the one to kill him. You had him, right there… and you let it escape through yours fingers. He lived. And now only the time could tell if you made the right decision — more likely wrong — by saving the amnesiac General of the First Order and telling him he was your husband. [Hux x Reader - Hux x You]

Warnings for the entire story: Will contain at times; graphic violence, sex, drugs and manipulation, coarse language and OOCness.

AO3 Tags: from enemies to lovers; eventual romance; memory loss; fake marriage; fake marriage becomes real marriage; rebellion; married couple; canon divergence; slow burn romance; politics; rebel alliance; resistance; first order; OOCness; eventual smut; eventual sex; power play; power dynamics; syndicate; lies; you lie; Hux lies; Hux backstory; manipulation; political alliances; political betrayals; secret organizations; tros fix it; anti tros; nobody likes general pryde.

Wordcount: 3420

PREVIOUS CHAPTER

IT HAD BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE ARMITAGE HUX LAST SAW THAT ARMOR. The only indication he had his words had not gone to waste were the slight and occasional nods he could see through the compromised transmission.

The poor broadcast made it difficult for him to understand the already muffled words because of the gigantic helmet. Yet, he insisted. There was something he needed to know, and it could not be delayed any longer.

Depending on the answers he got, he would have to change his plans drastically. The future — his future, her future and the First Order’s as well and why not the whole galaxy? — depended on what Captain Phasma would say. She was, in no way, a reliable source — he doubted anyone in the First Order could be considered as such —, but the Captain of the Stormtroopers was no Politian.

As a militarist, she was good at following orders, not defying them, and yet…

…they had history together.

And if there was someone he came closer to ever trust, he could say it was the chromium-armored stormtrooper. In truth, she said very little, but more than enough for someone such as himself. Out of the triumvirate — one out of many in the First Order —, Armitage Hux could say he was the best strategist — not blessed with either the Force or physical strength, the slim and awkwardly tall boy had to work on his forte: his brain.

In any case, the possibility of another betrayal — something he quite did not expect the first time around — would not come off as a surprise at this point. He was counting on it. In fact, he planned the probable outcome for each situation. No one could say the General was a man who enjoyed the unexpected — that was why he never had time for people nor relationships; feelings were unpredictable —, and while he adapted quite easily, his distaste for such was immeasurable.

The unforeseen made him feel powerless and everything that did not add for his bright future as Supreme Leader — Emperor, no one could say he dreamed little — was disposable. A controller. Armitage Hux was a control freak and everything — people and feelings included — that could not be controllable was better left behind. Thankfully, Captain Phasma fell in the first category.

“There’s word out there that you betrayed the Order.”

He narrowed his eyes — something she would not be able to see given the transmission.

“Careful, Phasma.”

His strategy was quite simple, really. After his reveal, Captain Phasma would either keep his secret or she would tell the Supreme Leader — or even Ren himself. Or they would read right through her — he could only hope she learned by now how to conceal her thoughts.

Nevertheless, he was ready for any outcome. If the latter happened, his plans would only be hastened a bit.

“The Resistance attacked us in Rioza. They stole the shipment in its entirety. Some believe you feed them information.”

He thought that a smirk would have looked too suspicious. And yet he smirked. The slight tilt of his lips went unnoticed by the Captain.

Instead of giving her an answer — of soothing her fears and insecurities —, he chose silence. And she knew better than to expect a response for such a stupid statement.

“So… You’re coming back? You’ll prove them wrong.”

It sounded like a question — and it was a question; Captain Phasma lacked the intricacies of a more modulated speech —, but it was also a half-assertion. Once he was alive, it was expected of him to come back. The First Order was his life — after all, he had been molded for the position and role he fit in right now; the fact he was at the sore end of the bargain, with less than he deserved was a mere casualty —; he had pledged his life to it.

Not satisfied in taking his life — or almost taking, it would be a surprise when they saw he was in fact very much alive —, those who plotted against him managed to destroy his reputation in the Order.

He almost snorted.

The irony was too good to miss. The poster-boy, the golden General — a Grand-Marshall if they would so give what he deserved and worked so hard for —, was no more than a traitor.

Shaking such thoughts away, he concentrated in her question.

I make no idle promises.

The words were on his tongue, dying to be unleashed. He knew better. Even though he said it once, in a vastly different context, true, the meaning applied for the situation at hand. Suffice to say that Armitage Hux was a man whose distaste for the unpredictable rivaled his aversion to small talk and stating the obvious. If Phasma learned to battle with her physical strength, the slim, tall, awkwardly ginger Arkanisian boy was forced to quickly understand the power of the words.

Instead, he nodded.

Guilt…

You felt guilty before, but it could not compare to how you felt now. It was destroying you to know he had left and was yet to come back. When he said do not wait for me, you thought he meant for the night, not for whole four days.

A monster…

You felt like a monster for not giving him an answer.

But what else could you say? What else could you do? You were caught in your lies once, it was not like you could say you trusted him when you were not sure you did. You were cornered. Afraid and feeling guilty.

You had not realized it before, but you regretted saving him — you thought that was not something that would go away. He was the enemy. He and his precious First Order had invaded your planet — your home. It is true they betrayed him and tried to have him killed — and only the Maker could know why. You wondered if the General knew the truth himself — not the twisted lie you told him.

Besides, he said himself he probably knew about the new virus wreaking havoc in Dantooine, causing the death of so many aliens right now.

He could have lied. He could have said he had nothing to do with it, but he decided to be honest, and so did you.

You just did not expect him to leave for good.

It had been four days since he left. Obviously, you paid no heed to his warning. You had to go back. You had to work. Your coworkers — the few of them who did not stop working — were counting on you; lives depended on you. You had to go back to the Hospital. Your own life and safety meant very little face to the gravity of the situation.

The possibility of getting infected by the disease was no longer a threat — it was confirmed it was spread through the water and only alien species were vulnerable to it. Unlike the Krytos Virus, this one — the alien flu as your coworkers called it — could not be reversed by using bacta in the treatment. And if the most powerful healing substance could not kill it, you doubted anything else would. You had discovered — out of sheer luck or utter despair, you were no longer sure — that a small substance, not found in abundance in Dantooine and already out stock, seemed to alleviate the symptoms and delay the impending death.

Yet, even if the risk of getting sick was nil, at least one healer had been eaten by the crazed aliens quarantined. You would be lying if you said the possibility of being eaten alive did not scare you. However — and you could not help the comparison —, Aquilla would never let it hinder him. You could only hope the General understood it. Saving people was in your DNA, you could not help it.

At least, that was what you prepared yourself for when you returned to the Cave — your own house had been invaded by homeless, sick aliens; something you would not and could not complain about, they needed it more than you ever did —, only to find it empty. D-Five was making dinner for you only. The always so very efficient and proactive protocol droid told you he would not come back that day, but he was ready to be your company and talk about whatever topic you saw fit. The talk did not take place in the next day either, for you were welcomed with the same words. On the third day you gave up on the talk. You would not return to find the Cave empty.

Today, you felt very inclined to stay at the Hospital again.

A tired sigh left you as you entered the refresher. It was a very hot day in Dantooine and even though you longed to get home — if you could call the cold and dark Cave as such —, and get some rest, you knew you had to stay awake to take care of the children in your care.

You splashed cool water in your face, trying to wash away the sleepiness that began to take over you. The mirror placed on the wall showed you a very different face from not even a week ago. You had dark circles under your eyes and your skin lacked the luster of a healthy person. It did not help you could barely eat for the past few days — worry always compromised your appetite greatly.

Placing your hands over your face, you took a moment to breathe deeply and keep your thoughts at bay. A part of you wondered if he died — it was quickly dismissed; he was too smart to die that easily and you thought you would know, you knew when Aquilla died, it was not something rational, more like empirical, you just knew —, and part cogitated the possibility of him going back to the First Order.

I am loyal only to myself.

…and to you.

Is he though?

You shook your head. He would not go back to them. They betrayed him. They conspired to have him killed — or so he said, and could you trust him? Senator Organa was still to get back to you…

…And he said himself you should not wait for him.

It was impossible not to wonder if he was back to the First Order. He was a General and someone of his position — in control of such immensurable power — would hardly let go.

Your thoughts were interrupted with the buzz of your comm-relay. You took it with you as soon as you left home in the first day, too worried to stay parted from it — you had to know what happened to General Organa, you needed to. However, you were afraid of sending a message and it falling on the wrong hands — only the Maker could know how many lives such a message could affect.

Not giving it much thought, you opened the comm-relay only to be greeted by the tired and old face of the woman who invaded your mind more than you would like for the past few days.

“Were the Coordinates right? Did everything go—

You stopped yourself, biting the inside of your cheeks to the point you felt the coppery taste in your tongue. You closed your eyes — well, it was too late to say anything else now.

Kriffs.

If she did not know before that you did not trust your contact, she knew now. In her place — even if everything went smoothly, you would not trust this deserter of the First Order. It was clear that unlike Finn — or FN-2187 and what a dehumanizing way of calling someone —, your contact was not reliable.

I trust him with my life.

As if.

If she noticed your internal conflict, she chose not to comment on it, “Tell your contact we are grateful for all the information he has provided.”

You were not sure if she noticed it either, but you straightened your back. It felt as if a heavy weight was lifted off your shoulders. It felt as if you could finally breathe again. And you took a deep intake of breath. Your lungs burned with the amount of air you inhaled. And yet, you would not trade this sensation for anything else.

With the relief, came the regret.

You were once again guilt-ridden.

You should have trusted him.

You should have believed him.

You should have…

…let go of your apprehensiveness and listened to him. Listened to your heart that wanted so badly to accept his words and not to your mind, that wanted to paint him as the villain of your story.

He was… innocent all long and you were just… Kriffs. A monster for judging him so harshly.

“…not only right, but useful as well.”

Shaking your thoughts away, you decided to actually look at her and pay attention to what she said.

“What took you so long?” you asked, not really sure you overstepped your boundaries. The nature of your relationship was not clear as of yet. However, you had to know. If the cause of her delay was not related to an imaginary — you were such a fool — betrayal on Hux’s part, you needed to know the reason.

General Organa took a moment to answer, as if testing her words. As if testing… you. It was clear she was surprised at your disarray, but once again she chose not to comment on it. If she was preserving your privacy or if she did not trust you to such extent, you did not know.

“A new disease spread in the outer-rim territories kept the Resistance busy.”

Your eyes widened.

“The Alien Flu…” It left your lips in a meek whisper. You knew it was bad, but you had no idea it was spread in planets other than Dantooine. If eradicating a disease in a single planet was almost impossible, you could not say what you expected of part of the galaxy. “Kriffs!”

There was moment of silence.

Senator Organa was most like analyzing your reaction. And you could not say you judged her. In her place, you would do the same — if Aquilla had not spoken about this, you could say the General taught you with his posture, but you knew that silence spoke volumes about a person or a situation.

“Perhaps your contact knows something about the disease and its cure.”

It was your time to keep silent, however brief it was. Soon, the words came to life in your mouth, “No. He doesn’t.”

Her expression was somewhat blank. You had no idea if it meant she believed you or if she thought everything you said was utter bullshit. General Organa did not strike you as someone who trusted others — even if they helped her once — that easily. On your part, you were surprised for defending him so vehemently.

He could be innocent.

He is innocent.

Even if the concept of innocence did not apply to those in an organization that profited by waging War in the galaxy — by those who believed in a project of a fallen Empire, the very embodiment of tyranny and villainy.

Kriffs.

You did not know what to believe anymore. The fact that he simply vanished did not help the tiniest bit.

“I thought as much.” She brought a bottle of water to her lips. It concealed most of her face. “Only someone of the highest ranks would know about that.”

You bit your bottom lip.

She knew.

A shiver ran down your spine.

“Listen.” You swallowed. “I have to go.”

As soon as you ended the transmission and shut down your comm-relay, you left the Hospital. This time you did not care about your clothes or your own sanity — which you knew was lacking right now.

The fact that you did not sleep coupled with the discovery of his… — you had no idea what to call it, honesty, perhaps? — coupled with the truthfulness of his words made your heart beat faster and not only because you were running towards the Cave.

You had to get to him. You had to talk to him. You had to… see him. You were not sure you could trust your words right now. Seeing his face would suffice. However, more than the imperious need to see him, you needed to know.

By now, he already knew if he had a hand in what was taking place in Dantooine and other territories in the outer rim.

Only someone of the highest ranks would know about that.

If he still had most of his accesses to the First Order database, then he knew why they did it — and it was getting increasingly difficult not to understand their reasons; aliens ate humans and humans hated aliens. Only a racist organization, product of that dictatorship called Empire, could unleash such a hateful disease upon the distant and forgotten planets — and how to possibly end it.

Because there must be an antidote.

There has to be.

If you were to find him, D-Five would give you his coordinates. The protocol droid would know where he was. You just had to make him talk.

You ran as fast as your tired limbs would carry you. As fast as your own heartrate would allow you to. Part of you was grateful for his harsh training, without it, you doubted you would be able to stand on your legs right now. Getting almost no sleep for the last few days helped very little.

It was with some relief — great relief, actually — that as your feet brought you to a stop in front of the Cave, and you spotted not only the General, but his partner — was she really a partner or they were only analyzing each other and waiting for the best moment to end not only their partnership but the other’s life? — as well. Behind them, there was a Personal Petite Yacht you have not seen in years.

“You look like shit, hon.”

Pursing your lips into a thin line, you breathed deeply through your nose. You almost — you knew the General would scowl if you did that — placed your hands on your knees to support yourself. Even if it was a short distance between the Hospital and the Cave, you felt like you had run a marathon.

“Aurra.”

The General straightened his shoulders and shut off his electronic cigarette. You shifted your attention to him. You were not the only one who looked absolutely terrible. If you slept little, the General got close to no sleep whatsoever.

His cheekbones seemed even sharper now. Besides not resting properly, you could say he was not eating as well.

If the situation was any different, you could say you were worried about him. Right now, all you could feel was a crushing guilty and extreme relief — he was alive, and he had not gone back to the First Order. And it sufficed.

He had no time to say anything — and you doubted he would —, for she hit her walking stick on the rocky ground, attracting your attention.

“You arrived just in time, dear.”

In time for what?

“Go ahead.” She pointed at the ship behind her. “You two shall leave for Canto Bight.”

The General outstretched his hand for you to take. Even if you hesitated — to depart for Cantonica right now made no sense whatsoever, not with the medical crisis in the outer rim territories —, you placed your fingers upon his. He immediately pulled you into his embrace.

You bit your bottom lip — not risking a glance at Aurra; you had no idea if she still believed you were his weakness and honestly you did not want to let her know there were problems in paradise — and moved one of your hands over his shoulder.

“Do you trust me?” he asked. His voice was no more than a whisper in your ear.

Do I?

Part of you wanted to say you did. If you learned something today, it was that he was far from the lying monster you believed him to be — and you had lied to him as well! You were sure of one thing only — if you wanted to survive, it you wanted to find the cure for that damned disease, you had to trust him.

“Do I have any other choice?”

You expected silence. Instead, you felt the tip of his nose running over the sensible skin of your neck as he breathed in your scent.

“No.”

A/N - See you on Friday. Guys, I’m also posting Lie to Me now on Wattpad. I update every Wednesday xD

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Aka: a Dragon Ball Z slash fic.

Chapter 9

Turles sticks to the plan*. (It’s Goku. Goku is the plan.)

Summary: An ancient enemy makes a sudden comeback into Goku’s life. Long-suppressed memories surface again and it’s no longer possible for the young saiyan to ignore them. Warnings: Dubious Consent, (because of drug use) Ships & Pairings: Bulma/Vegeta, Goku/Vegeta, Goku/Turles, Goku/Turles/Vegeta, Turles/Vegeta, Raditz/Turles, Nappa/Turles, Nappa/Raditz/Turles Contains: Threesome - M/M/M, Group Sex, Polyamory, Aphrodisiacs, Secret Crush, Confessions, Enemies to Lovers, Love Triangles, Oral Sex, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Gay Sex, Biting, Scratching, Boners All Around, Feral Behavior, (just a tiny bit), Resolved Sexual Tension, Sexual Content

You can find the rest on my AO3 page (username: originalmonkeyhydes)

Your word, Vegeta, he had said. Just a word. The Prince felt he was about to burst. Whether from anger or relief, he did not know. He wasn’t going to accept the implication that his silence was the reason Kakarot had never made a move. It was him who was clueless. It was Kakarot that hadn’t figured it out. Or, at least, so he’d thought up to that point. But now… Now the younger saiyan was looking at him as if he had been the one waiting, pining, wondering. Somehow you’re even worse that I thought, Kakarot, he thought, gritting his teeth, impatience swelling in his chest. I hate you so much. All he had wanted was a word. Vegeta thought there had been way too many already. “This is your only chance, Kakarot. I won’t give you another one”, he growled, his voice roughened by all the pent up frustration gnawing at his insides. “I wouldn’t risk loosing it, if I were you”, Turles husked in the young warrior’s ears, shooting a lurid glance at his Prince. The grip around his waist tightened and Vegeta was happy to let his hips be lifted higher. His rival’s hard length pressed against the cleft of his rear. He felt himself flush under the warrior’s bright, ardent, ravenous eyes. How much clearer do I have to be, Kakarot? He wasn’t going to embarrass himself -nor his rival- any further. Not with Turles looming over them. To Vegeta’s relief, the renegade didn’t seem interested in interfering as much as he was in observing. He had an amused, hungry grin plastered on his face even as the younger warrior’s attention was diverted. Goku’s hand sunk down and slipped between their bodies, grabbing the base of his sex. He angled his hips differently. His erection was free to surge from between the the Prince’s thighs, pressing against his entrance. Vegeta’s hips angled in turn, presenting himself shamelessly to his rival. “Do it, Kakarot”, he urged. “Are you sure, Vegeta?” Goku stared at him, helplessly sprawled below him and yet looking as commanding as he’d ever seen him, muscular thighs surrounding his sides and arms lying over his head in abandon. His body, the picture of meekness and submission, his eyes, the unbridled flame of desire, unforgiving, demanding. “If you don’t hurry up, I will kill you”, the Prince hissed. That was all he needed to hear. He grabbed a firm hold on himself and guided the tip of his sex between his rival’s cheeks. He felt the other’s body tense briefly before he found the right angle and pushed in. The Prince’s flesh yielded to him. Slippery sweetness made it all the easier for him to slide into place, drawing a breathless groan out of him as he felt the other’s warmth swallow him greedily. He kept sinking, cherishing the taunt stretch of his rival’s flesh around him. Vegeta’s brows knit slightly, his breath almost getting caught in his chest. The stretch of his opening was mildly uncomfortable, but he endured it gladly, looking forward for what would come after. It was going to be a gloriously tight fit. Goku stilled his hips and slowly pulled almost all the way out before pushing back inside, eyes fixed on the point where their bodies connected, watching the Prince’s body open up for the breadth of his sex. Never in his wildest dreams he would have hoped to see the day the older saiyan would have allowed him to do something like this to him. And yet, there he was, under him, squeezing his sides between his legs as he penetrated him. Vegeta gritted his teeth, feeling his rival pushing his way in slowly but steadily until, finally, their hips met, the warrior’s pelvis pressed against his rear. He exhaled, welcoming the full length of his rival’s arousal inside him. Finally! The Prince’s thighs quivered slightly as the other ground against him, tentatively, testing the snug fit of their bodies. Goku felt even bigger than he looked. The look on the younger warrior face was one of joyous elation. He shot him a glance. The Prince returned it. An unanimous thought was exchanged, wordlessly. Goku’s strong hands held his waist steadily as he pulled out and thrust back it, again and again, slowly, until the saiyans body accepted him smoothly instead of being forced open. Vegeta had never thought he would have wished to know how his own body felt like until he heard the younger warrior moan out his name. Goku slid home with a roll of his hips. This time around, the angle was different. Thrills shot through the Prince’s body, his nerves tingling, his flesh tightening around his lover’s shaft. He let out an airy sound too, desperate and primal, rolling off his chest with need. “Well done, Kakarot”, Turles purred, hands soothingly running along his sides, “You found the young Prince’s soft spot.” Vegeta felt heat rush to his face once again. He saw a spark of understanding in his lover’s eyes. It was then that it finally, truly clicked, with the weight of his rival’s shaft seated deeply within him, tickling depths of him pulsing with pleasure, that it had truly happened. He’d let the man he cherished and despised most in the universe inside him. There was no turning back from that, and he had no intention to. Goku’s body seemed stiffen, his nostrils flaring slightly. Vegeta braced himself, breath growing heavier, watching as tension welled up to the breaking point. He gathered the Prince’s bent legs against his sides, knees pressed against his shoulders and hands holding up his rear at just the right angle. He thrust again and knocked the breath out of his lover. “Kakarot…”, he mouthed, bucking against him. The younger warrior was finally overcome. “Vegeta…” Shallow thrusts grew deeper, faster. Soft, fervent grunts escaped the young saiyan’s throat with every roll of his hips. The Prince did his best to hold his voice back with poor results. Every deep, delicious stroke of the warrior’s sex rubbed that special place within him that made his insides spasm and his breath hitch. Soon, his body started moving on its own, to meet the other’s, urgently. Goku drove himself as deep as he would go, spurred on by the wet noises of Ambrosia frothing where their bodies met and the filthy smack of skin against skin. Turles’s hold had loosened, allowing the younger warrior to move freely. The discretion of the renegade’s hands did not extend to his eyes. He watched with unveiled hunger in his eyes as his Prince was taken, feeling his erection twitch in sympathy with every shiver he felt coursing down his former enemy’s spine. “That’s right, Kakarot”, he urged him, voice heavy with excitement, “Give him some for me too.” Goku seemed to take up his advice. Vegeta yielded to the sensation of being filled, breathlessly. His gaze roamed across the other’s shape, watching passion ripple through his body, muscles bulging underneath glistening skin as he moved. It was a mesmerizing display. Even so, he found that he couldn’t keep his eyes from drifting to the saiyan’s face. Pleasure showed plainly on the younger saiyan’s features, lips parted and brows knitting every now and then. Their eyes locked together. Goku’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly as he swallowed. He shot his rival a tentative smile, delight and disbelief lighten up his face once he saw Vegeta hadn’t turned away from him. On the contrary, the older warrior was looking up at him as if enthralled, eyes lidded, seemingly unbothered by his own neglected erection. Goku knew that look. It was the same look he’d given him on Namek, as he’d beheld him, golden locks and blue eyes, his raw power making the air around him crackle. A super saiyan. Turles didn’t miss the intensity of the Prince’s entranced gaze either. I wonder what you’d say if you could see yourself right now, Vegeta. The young Prince, looking at a third class warrior like he has found religion… The sight tickled something within him, a capricious nerve of sorts. He felt as if he was witnessing something private, intimate. A ridiculous feeling, considering he’d been knuckles deep within Vegeta just a few moments before. More than anything, however, the sight stirred the visceral need he’d been successfully biting back up to that point. Only now he had no reason to wait any longer. The saiyan Prince might have been a threat to his aims, yet things had played out quite well in the end anyway. He was going to get what he wanted, just like he’d wished. Vegeta, you have been a delicious distraction. But for now… I’m going to stick to my original plan. Strong, bronze hands grasped Goku’s hips, stilling him, abruptly, pulling him against the renegade. Vegeta was almost left empty when his rival was yanked backwards, threatening to slip free of the snug embrace of his flesh. “Is Vegeta enough to make you forget about me, Kakarot?” The Earth-bound saiyan was too startled to be as annoyed as his Prince appeared. “I won’t have that”, he husked, brazenly, Ambrosia-coated fingers tracing the length of his powerful back, grazing across the scar that marked his missing tail and then further down. “I’m going to make you feel what he is feeling.” Goku’s breath hitched slightly, eyes wide, confusion and curiosity battling on his face. If he still had a tail, it would have twitched. In its stead, something else did. Vegeta didn’t need to wonder where Turles was touching. He quivered with growing impatience as the younger warrior’s attention was snatched away from him. Caramel-coloured lips left burning kissing along honey-gold shoulders. His free hand teased the edge of his ribcage, digits tracing the places where well-defined muscles creased his skin. “Turles…”, the young warrior simply uttered, wanting something he didn’t quite know how to ask for. The dark saiyan was grinning smugly, fingers expertly sinking into the younger warrior’s entrance. “How about the two of us pick up where we left off, mmh?” Goku tensed and jolted slightly, an intrigued smirk pulling at the corner of his lips as he bent down, guided by Turles’ touches. By the throbbing of the saiyan’s sex, the Prince could tell the renegade had found interesting places to stroke. As charming as the sight of his rival’s enthralled expression was, the empty space left within him was more compelling. He reached upwards to last the back of the warrior’s neck, pulling him closer Goku fell forward with a grunt, hilting himself inside the older saiyan once more. “Focus, Kakarot”, Vegeta urged, letting the other’s weight push his bent legs flush against to his chest. “The Prince doesn’t like it when you take your eyes off of him”, Turles suggested, helpfully, bending over him to pepper kisses across his back, “Keep you mind where your cock is.” “Is that the rule you live by?”, Vegeta sneered, tilting his head to look at Turles over his lover’s shoulder. “It has never failed me. Now, if you don’t mind me…”, the dark saiyan purred, satisfaction rising within him as he felt the younger saiyan’s body arch against him once he finally pulled his fingers out, “I have a little something to take care of…” From the face Goku made when the dark saiyan’s hips surged forward, the “little something” Turles was talking about wasn’t all that little. Vegeta’s eyes widened, watching his rival’s mouth open, his head tilt back, his grunt turn into a hoarse sigh, a sound he’d never dreamt of hearing coming from him. Seven Hells, did he…? The motion that rocked the collective tangle of their limbs and the groan of pleasure that followed confirmed his suspicions. He did! Goku eyes’s screw shut, a pant parting his lips. His legs buckled and he had to brace himself against Vegeta’s legs, hands squeezing his strong, pale thighs. Turles had touched and teased him thoroughly long before Vegeta had joined them. Even with Ambrosia sending sweet tingles through his insides, he hadn’t been prepared for the visceral intensity of being penetrated like that, in one swift, smooth stroke. It hurt, though the pain was dulled. He wasn’t sure he disliked it entirely. Before he knew it, Turles was pulling out and spearing him again. He moaned, feeling the hot length within him bump roughly against a spot that sent stars flying across his vision. “Oh, fuck…”, was the raucous comment panted against his back. Goku turned towards the renegade. Turles had the look of a man tasting fresh water after a lifetime spent in the sands of sun-scorched deserts. Dark lips pursed slightly, dark lashes fluttering, calling for him, begging him to quench his thirst. The twisted around, turning his upper body too, to wrap an arm around his shoulders and kiss him. Turles claimed his mouth adoringly, sucking on his lips and tongue as he ground voluptuously, pressing himself flush against his backside. “I’ve been waiting for this for so long…”, the dark saiyan confessed in a pant once they parted. “I haven’t”, Goku let out with a smirk, “But I can’t say it hasn’t been a pleasant surprise.” Vegeta couldn’t help but notice how the warrior’s eyes shifted towards him at the end of his sentence. The renegade gave a throaty chuckle, freeing himself from the warrior’s hold. “I knew you had it in you, Kakarot. I’ve seen through you from the start.” Goku wasn’t sure what it meant. However, he had a feeling it had to do with the memory that resurfaced in his dream the night before on Earth. Turles’ kiss during their fight, the blood that had slipped from his lips when he’d bitten him, the spark of incredulity in his eyes as he’d pulled away… Vegeta was wearing the same awed look on his face now, as he lay beneath him. What do you see? Is it something you like? Warm, bronze arms enfolded him, keeping him still as another deep thrust was delivered, making him bottom out inside Vegeta. Pleasure spread through him like a wave from both ends. He wanted to feel it again. His hips fidgeted awkwardly at first but soon found a steady, resolute rhythm, rearing back against the dark saiyan’s body and then surging forth into Vegeta’s heat. He took control of the motion, drawing grunts and groans from both saiyans as he bucked and ground heartily against them. “Oh, Kakarot… you feel so good…” Turles’ voice was an enraptured sigh, dripping with lustful carnality. “So, so good…” Vegeta had to voice his agreement as he was filled again and again. He was doubled over as the younger warrior’s weight bore down on him. The bumps of his every thrust pummeling his weakest spot. Pleasure thundered through him like electric shocks. Sparks ignited the very marrow of his bones. His own yet neglected erection was but a pricking contingency at the edges of his conscience. He listlessly considered reaching for it but, when Kakarot bent over him, covering him with his body, that urgency waned. He looked at his rival’s dazed expression and wrapped his arms around his shoulders. Goku returned his embrace, strong arms enfolding the smaller form writhing beneath him. Vegeta had never looked this helpless, not even when Krillin had turned Yajirobe’s steel against him, nor when Frieza had tossed his battered body to the ground and pierced his lungs. He had never looked so trusting in his vulnerability then. He shot him an adoring look. He could tell Vegeta didn’t know what to make of it but he said nothing once he lowered his head, planting open mouthed kisses on his chest as he took him. The Prince threw his head back, leaving his neck exposed for his tongue to trace and taste. His rival licked along his throat and then left burning kisses below his chin and along his jaw, making him melt into his touch. His erection wept, encased in the heated space between their bodies. A hoarse wail left his throat once a large, calloused hand wrapped itself around it, pumping lovingly in time with his thrusts. “Kakarot!”, moaned, unable to hold his voice in, nails digging in the skin of his rival’s back. “Vegeta… ‘Geta…”, was the fervent reply, husked against the crook of his neck. The younger warrior’s voice was dangerously airy, his mouth dangerously close to where the Prince secretly yearned it to be. Soft lips brushed against his sensitive skin, the promise of ivory teeth so tantalizingly close… The Prince’s breath was caught in his throat, all but knocked out of his lungs when Goku started thrusting harder, faster, the pace of his motion growing greedy and frenzied. The hand around him squeezed his throbbing sex, lovingly, as if reading his unspoken plea. Pleasure blazed inside him, consuming like wildfire, until there was no telling where his body ended and his lover’s began. Sweet tension rose and crashed like a destructive tide. Vegeta came with a cry in his rival’s grasp, his body spasming and convulsing. Goku groaned heartily, the tightening of hot, pulsing flesh around him brought him to an explosive orgasm. The Prince panted, feeling his insides twitch, warmth spreading within him as jets of liquid heat spilled against his prostate. His rival had slumped against him, spent, burying his face into his heaving chest. And he held his head there, fingers stroking his dark locks, thinking, breathlessly, that nothing before had ever felt this good. His heart thundered in his chest, so loud it felt like it was about to break through his ribcage. No doubt Goku could hear it beat like a frenzied drum. Goku. His nemesis. His rival. His shame and pride. The saiyan that had stripped him of his arrogance, the warrior he’d sworn to kill with his own hands. The man that was now growing soft inside him as he held him, with a tenderness that ill suited the onslaught of the earnest, unbridled passion with which he’d overcome him. Disbelief took a long while to sink in, his mind numbed by the afterglow and filled with one single word. Kakarot… Kakarot… Kakarot…

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Flour Girl {11} (Bucky x reader AU)

Characters: reader, Bucky (Jimmy).

Summary: Discovering the cute guy you just flirted with is the heir of a rival bakery, you suddenly find yourself running into him all over the city. Can your small boutique bakery compete? And how do you deal with the guy who seems determined to make your life a living hell? Luckily you’re distracted by a secret admirer…But who is he? (Inspired by “You’ve Got Mail”, Enemies to Lovers)

Warnings: none! Mild swearing?

Word Count: 3.8k

A/N: Hmmm. What do you think? Can she trust him in her kitchen?? I guess we’ll find out right now!! :D And I won’t apologize for inevitably making hungry OR for my love of The Beatles. That’s just how it is. ;) I love you guys! Hope you enjoy this part! Any and all feedback is appreciated!! <3

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Previously:

“Do you want some help?”

Choking on your words, you nearly went catatonic at his offer.

“What?” you finally squeaked out.

He talked slower with a genuine smile. “I’m offering my help. I mean, I’m a fair baker and at the very least, an extra set of hands. Plus, you get to boss me around for a while. So, what do you say?”

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A bubble of laughter traveled up your throat and then burst past your lips upon hearing the absurdity of his words.

“You can’t be serious,” you giggled, trying to control yourself. It might have been the sleep deprivation and exhaustion but somehow hearing Jimmy offer his help to you was the funniest thing you’d ever heard.

Jimmy, the heir apparent of your competitor. Jimmy, who had been a constant thorn in your side since you met. Jimmy, who claimed you were doomed to fail within the first year. Unbelievable. Clearly, it was all a joke.

“Y/N, I am completely serious,” he said with a furrowed brow. “I have no doubt that you could do it all on your own, but you shouldn’t have to,” Jimmy spoke sternly now.

Swallowing your laughter, you took a deep breath and really looked at the man before you now. There was no hint of joking in his features. He really meant what he said. Jimmy was here late at night, just to…help you?

“Why?” you demanded. “Why would you help me? I thought you were determined to run me out of business, wouldn’t my failure tonight be part of your plan?”

Jimmy shifted on his feet and slipped both hands in his jeans pockets. “No. I never wanted that. Look, I’m sorry about my past behavior, but I’m here now and I’m willing to help if you’ll let me,” he offered sincerely, once again.

“Really? You’re sure you want to spend your night in this mess?” you doubtfully asked while walking back toward the kitchen with Jimmy following in tow.

“I’m sure it’s not that—whoa.” Jimmy began to protest but then stopped short with eyes wide to see the state of your kitchen.

The past few hours had been a flurry of butter and flour and sugar, now with multiple recipes only partially finished. You had tried to maximize your time by using multiple mixers and weighing all the flour for each recipe, but in reality it had just split your attention. Now there was a mess on every surface and you felt like the small kitchen looked like the inside of your scattered brain.

Currently, you had cinnamon roll dough rising, so while you waited, you creamed some butter and sugar for cookies and also had just pulled croissant dough from the fridge to roll out with butter softening on the counter for tart dough. The idea of having a second pair of hands was appealing, but you didn’t like having anyone in your kitchen, much less someone you didn’t trust.

Jimmy surveyed the kitchen for a moment and then took deep breath. “Okay. How can I help? Do you have a spare apron?” he asked you, expectantly.

Eyeing him carefully, you crossed both arms over your chest, most likely getting flour on your shirt. It was futile trying to stay clean at this point.

“You honestly want to help me, Jimmy? Really?” you questioned his motives once again.

Jimmy huffed out a sigh and then leveled you with a steady gaze. “Y/N, yes, I want to help you. I have never been more sure in my life,” he spoke in an overtly confident tone.

Biting your lip, you looked around at your multiple projects and then back at Jimmy. “If you sabotage me in any way or steal my recipes or anything like that, I swear I will—“

“Whoa! I would never—“

He broke off at the look of worry in your eyes, so he tried a different approach. Placing his left hand on your KitchenAid standing mixer on the table, Jimmy then raised his right hand up by his head.

Directly meeting your gaze, he spoke. “I, James Buchanan Barnes, promise to never sabotage anything in regards to your business. I will never steal any recipe, reveal any sort of technique, or any other secrets that are revealed this night. I promise all of the above as a member of the baking community and on my life as a rehabilitating asshole, so help me God,” he finished his oath and then let out a grin.

After that bit of ridiculousness, you had a difficult time holding back a smile of your own. He was officially crazy, but finally you relented. “Okay, fine. There’s an apron hanging behind you.”

Jimmy let out a holler of victory before grabbing the apron and tying it around his waist with that wide grin still on his stupid, handsome face. “Alright, so what can I do, boss?”

You smiled and shook your head at that. “Don’t call me that. Even Wanda rarely does. Um…okay, so that mixer has the butter, sugar, eggs, and vanilla mixing for cookies. The dry ingredients are next to it, so if you could add that to the bowl, mix, and then scrape really well with that rubber spatula, I’ll get you the chocolate chunks and pistachios.”

The brunet raised his eyebrows at the mention of those last ingredients, but he said nothing and merely followed your instructions. While he mixed that, you rolled out the croissant dough, folded it in thirds and wrapped it up before putting it back in the fridge. Your cinnamon roll dough was ready then, so you tossed some flour on the table and dumped out your yeasty dough with a cathartic punch to release the air bubbles.

Once Jimmy had the cookie dough ready, you paused a short minute to show him the correct size scoop and how closely you wanted to cookies to be on the pan. Otherwise, he focused on his own task and left you to your work. After spreading the cinnamon mixture and sprinkling the pecans, you began to roll the dough into a spiral as Jimmy watched, seemingly transfixed.

“That looks and smells amazing,” he said, breaking the silence.

“One of my top sellers,” you replied proudly, “and a personal favorite of mine, too.”

“I bet,” he said, practically salivating.

You felt a swell of accomplishment in your chest as you grabbed a serrated knife to cut each roll to size. “So,” you began slowly, making an attempt at conversation. “I kind of figured that Jimmy was short for James, but Buchanan? Are your parents really big fans of the 15th US President?” you teased.

Jimmy let out a burst of laughter. “Something like that. Actually…only my dad calls me Jimmy,” he confessed.

Your brow furrowed, confused. “Clint does, too, I thought…”

“Yeah, I know. My dad set it up so I’d be the one picking up the paperwork and then later delivering to the Nest that first day. It’s been my dad’s nickname for me since I was little so he introduced me to Clint as Jimmy over the phone and I just went along with it. I don’t mind, but I really prefer Bucky,” he finished with a smile.

Pausing in your actions a moment, you took that information in. “Bucky, huh?” Interesting.

“Short for Buchanan…”

“Yeah, I got that,” you rolled your eyes with a grin. “Okay, then. So, tell me, Bucky: do you like the Beatles?”

Bucky’s eyes grew wide with alarm alarm, to your surprise. “What? I mean…yeah. I like some of their songs,” he mumbled, looking down at the dough before him.

“Great! Because they’ve kind of become my preferred music when I just need to get in the zone and get things done, you know?” you told him as you selected a particular album on your outdated iPod touch, then connecting it to the nearby speakers.

You had specific, appropriate playlists for the public when the shop was open, but you liked to use Spotify through your iPod when working by yourself. It also helped save your phone’s battery so you didn’t mind using the older device. You needed something to wake you up this late at night and singing along with the Fab Four was just the ticket.

Pressing a button, the album “1” began to play. It was a compilation of The Beatles’ number one hits, so it contained most of their popular, well-known songs. It didn’t have all your favorites, but quite a few. The album was on shuffle, just to keep you on your toes, so when “Ticket to Ride” began to play, you bobbed your head to the beat. Turning back toward the wooden work table, you started to clean up from cinnamon rolls so you could switch gears and start decorating.

Just as you were pulling out your cakes to decorate, Jim--no, Bucky—announced he was finished with scooping the cookies. Wow. He was fast, which shouldn’t have shocked you. Taking a leap of faith, you handed him the recipe for tart dough and pointed out where he could find the ingredients. With only a question or two, he was on his way and you were able to focus on your cakes.

Not long after, Bucky simply asked what to do with the tart dough, so you pointed out the small tart shell pans and asked him to spray them with pan release and press a certain amount of dough into each one. You liked to bake a dozen or so to have on hand so you could fill them with any type of filling when needed. Returning to your cakes, you had just finished building the 8” chocolate with three layers of cake and fresh raspberry filling in the middle. You spread the freshly-made chocolate buttercream over the top and sides with a spatula and then spun the cake stand swiftly to smooth out the sides with a flat edge.

Lost in your own little world, you began to softly sing along with the current song playing.

“...we can work it out

we can work it out

Life is very short, and there’s no time

For fussing and fighting, my friend

I have always thought that it’s a crime

So I will ask you once again

Try to see it my way…”

Stepping over to the microwave, you slid in a small glass bowl of ganache and hit the button for 30 seconds. You danced in place a little, mostly to stretch your muscles and kill time until the microwave dinged. Pulling out the ganache, you stirred it with your spatula and turned back to the table, feeling eyes on you.

Bucky had apparently seen your little show and shared a smile.

“What?” you asked, narrowing your eyes.

He looked away with a shrug. “Nothing. What’s that you warmed up?”

“Dark chocolate Ganache. They wanted a ‘Death by Chocolate’ vibe, so that’s what they’re gonna get,” you replied while tilting the bowl of liquid-y chocolate over the cake.

Setting the bowl aside, you grabbed your spatula and slowly caused the cake stand to spin while gently pushing the pool of ganache to the edge of the cake, allowing small rivulets to drizzle down the sides of the cake. It was a simple technique, but never failed to impress. You finished the cake with a star-tip border around the bottom and then once the ganache dried, you added the red buttercream roses as well as piping the words “Happy Birthday” on top.

Stepping back to survey your work, you glanced over at Bucky who was openly staring with his mouth gaping slightly.

Giving the cake a slow spin, you asked his opinion. “How does it look?”

“It’s, uh…wow. You made that look so easy. It looks amazing,” he finally replied.

Beaming slightly, you shrugged. “Practice. How are those tart shells looking?”

Bucky glanced down at the dough in his hand. “I’m on the last one. Do you want them baked next?”

“Yes, for 13 minutes,” you instructed. “And then are you up for filling croissants?”

“Always,” he wiggled his eyebrows.

You let out a small chuckle. “Okay. I have some triangles already cut and I’ll show you how to fill them.”

Soon, tart shells were in the oven, Bucky had his instructions with the croissants, both sweet and savory, and you focused on the second cake. This was a 6” with 2 layers of lemon cake with a fresh lemon curd filling and Swiss buttercream rosettes on the outside. As you were placing the second layer of cake on top of the filling, Bucky spoke up.

“So, why the Beatles? Not criticism, just curious,” he quickly added the second part, probably to avoid any wrath from you. He must have picked up on your love for the Boys from Liverpool.

“Um…I grew up listening to them, I guess. My mom liked to play their old vinyl records when I was little, especially in the kitchen while she cooked and baked. I liked to help out, so I have that strong memory attached to their songs. She passed away when I was in high school and it made me sad to hear them for a while, but then I decided to carry on the tradition and play them here. Kind of feels like my mom is still around when I bake,” you finished, not realizing how personal that was to share. Nervously, you glanced his way, but Bucky had a soft, sympathetic expression upon his face, which caught you off guard.

He finally broke the silence. “That’s a good memory to have,” he spoke gently, then offering his condolences. “I’m sorry.”

You just smiled sadly. “Thank you.”

Another quiet moment before Bucky shifted the subject slightly. “This is probably a hard question to answer, but…what’s your favorite Beatles song?” he asked, quirking an eyebrow.

Laughing, you turned toward the music and pressed a button on your iPod. “Actually, it’s not a difficult question, but the answer might not be what you expected…” you trailed off as stringed instruments began to play.

“Ah, look at all the lonely people. Ah, look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in a church where a wedding has been,

Lives in a dream, Waits at the window

wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door

Who is it for?

All the lonely people, where do they all come from?

All the lonely people, where do they all belong?”

Bucky spoke up during the second verse. “Whoa. Yeah, that’s…not what I was expecting. Most would say ‘Hey, Jude’ or ‘Help!’. That one’s kinda depressing. Can I ask why it’s your favorite?” he asked respectfully.

You giggled lightly. “I know it’s unusual. I love the orchestrations, first of all. The stringed instruments just convey so much emotion on their own, you know? And the lyrics…wow. Yeah, they can seem depressing, but that’s kind of the point. Eleanor Rigby seems to spend her time alone and that comment about ‘wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door’? Definitely strange, but I always imagined it’s like the masks we tend to put up when we step outside the comfort of our home, you know? We all hide parts of ourselves around people,” you kept talking, your eyes trained on the cake in front of you.

One side of the cake was giving you a little trouble with cake visible through the buttercream, to your annoyance. Bucky was silent, so you just scooped more buttercream on your spatula and continued on.

“As for Father Mackenzie, he was there the whole time, probably even in the same church. Two lonely people who could have connected and felt a little less lonely. Where do they come from? Where do they belong? How do you cure loneliness? By connecting with others. They were like ships passing in the night, neither reaching out when they could have. Eleanor didn’t have any family, hence the phrase ‘buried along with her name, nobody came’. Only Father Mackenzie was at her funeral and by then it was too late,” you said with a sad shake of your head. “I don’t know. It’s a somber song, but it helps remind me to reach out to others and make those connections. Is that weird?” you asked, finally looking up.

Bucky was staring again with a smile, his hand paused on a croissant mid-roll. He blinked, realizing you had asked a question. “Um…yeah, I guess it’s a little weird, but it also makes sense. I can honestly say I’ve never put that much thought into a song, but…I like it. Human connection, yeah,” he answered, almost in awe. Or possibly in a daze from your long-winded explanation.

“Anyway,” you shook off that heavy subject, “do you have a favorite Beatles song?”

He looked off into the distance for a moment and then seemed to come up with an answer. Brushing his hands on his apron, he walked over to where your iPod was. “May I?”

“Sure.”

Putting his back to you, Bucky spent a few seconds scrolling on the iPod before stepping away. “Might not be what you’d expect either…” Bucky teased as he washed his hands.

A few notes played before a voice began to sing, but to your surprise it was female. Looking his way in confusion, you listened on a moment before you recognized the song and also where it came from.

“Yeah, I’ll tell you something

I think you’ll understand.

When I say that something

I wanna hold your hand…”

“This is from the movie ‘Across the Universe’, right?” you asked, already knowing the answer.

Bucky smiled. “Yeah. I like the original, but this cover always hit me harder. I like that it’s slower, like a ballad, and the emotion the actress puts into every word…I don’t know. I like it,” he offered with a shrug.

“Me, too,” you replied with a similar smile. “It’s great movie. I think the actors sang live, which is pretty cool.”

“They did, yeah,” Bucky echoed before you both fell into a comfortable silence as the song played on.

As the song ended, you waited to see what would pop up next as you put the finishing touches on your lemon cake. A male voice began to sing quietly, a cappella at first.

“Something in the way she moves attracts me like no other lover

Something in the way she woos me

I don’t wanna leave her now, You know I believe and how

You’re asking me, will my love grow?

I don’t know, I don’t know…”

“I like this one, too,” Bucky softly interrupted.

You smiled. “Same here.”

The rest of the movie’s soundtrack played on with occasional comments from both of you. Remarks about how the Beatles must have been on drugs while writing at least a few of the songs. “I Am the Walrus”, for sure. “Across the Universe” was a good contender, but you both enjoyed it anyway. “For the Benefit of Mr. Kite” was definitely an acid trip. There were so many good, solid songs, though and your mind reflected on those scenes from the movie with fondness as they played.

Time passed by swiftly without you realizing, but finally, you were finishing an order of cupcakes while Bucky filled the last few croissants and you were done. Or as prepared as you felt you could be for the next day. After putting everything away, you took a deep breath and felt more on top of your to-do list, partly in thanks to the man who unexpectedly came to your aid. You both shared in the cleaning and Bucky even helped with the mound of dirty dishes, leaving them out to air dry.

All in all, the night turned out to be not so bad. In fact, if you didn’t know any better, you might have even enjoyed your time with Bucky. Quickly, you pushed that thought to the back of your mind. It was a little after 1am as you stepped out into the late night air with Bucky beside you. The rain had stopped by then, leaving behind that fresh, earthy scent you loved. Locking the door, you turned slowly toward Bucky, feeling a hint of awkwardness.

“Thank you, Bucky,” you finally met his eye, “for your help. You didn’t have to do that.”

“I know,” he replied, glancing down at the rain-soaked pavement. “It was actually kinda fun. Thanks for letting me help out. I know you prefer to do it all on your own, but it never hurts to ‘get by with a little help from [your] friends’,” he said with a wink, quoting the Beatles.

An unexpected burst of laughter escaped you and he joined in.

Bucky spoke as the laughter subsided. “So…can I walk you home? Or the subway? Not the worst neighborhood, but still…”

Chuckling under your breath at that offer, you cleared your throat and nodded. “Sure. Follow me,” you answered, walking the ten feet to the bottom of the stairs and then climbing to the top. Reaching the door and standing on the highest step, you turned around to see a bewildered Bucky. “This is me. Right there,” you pointed to the window your apartment that was directly above the bakery.

Bucky laughed. “Well, that’s convenient. Um…okay. Have a good night, Y/N,” he said in parting before descending a few steps.

“Bucky?” you called out and he stopped to turn your way. “Why did you help me tonight? Be honest with me.”

Placing one hand on the stone railing, Bucky seemed to take a moment to consider his answer. “Because…I heard you the other day. You’re right, I had no idea what your life is like and I probably still don’t, but after tonight I feel like I have the smallest of ideas and...you’re like a superhero. Owning your successful business with only one employee and all of your pastries are amazing, plus those cakes are a work of art. You seriously do it all, mostly on your own and I admire that,” he replied earnestly, then asking a surprising question. “Do you really unclog toilets?”

Feeling embarrassment creep into your face from the question as well as the unexpected praise, you nodded. “Yup. I’m the superintendent of the building. The landlord gives me a discount on rent for the bakery in exchange for dealing with clogged toilets, among other things,” you shrugged, playing with the keys in your hand.

“Wow. Like I said...superhero. Anyway, I wanted to apologize again for being such an ass. I hope you can get at least get a few hours of sleep now,” Bucky said as he climbed down the last few steps. “See you around, Y/N.”

Bucky offered a wave and you watched him walk down the street for a moment, trying to reconcile the actions of this man who helped you for hours without asking for anything with the cocky jerk you met only a few weeks ago. Unlocking the door, you let yourself into your apartment and shut it behind you, heading immediately for the bedroom in an exhausted, confused haze.

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Hooooooooly crap, you guys!!! I’ve had this whole chapter in my head for MONTHS and now I get to share it, finally!!! What did you think?? Maybe Bucky at least got his foot in the door with winning her over? Hmm. Would you forgive him seeing such a huge shift in his behavior? I’d love to know what you think of this part and what might happen next! ;) I adore you all and appreciate all of your comments and feedback. More coming Thursday! Also I finally posted a video recipe about making Filled Croissants! I’d love if you’d check it out. I have another already filmed and will be posted soon. ;) Love you guys! <3

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sushigirlali · 5 years

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The Politics of Dancing - Part II (Reylo Fanfic)

Part I - Part II - Part III - Part IV

Summary: Ben has known Rey most of her life, but when things change between them one tumultuous night, can he convince her that they have a future? Or will secret legacies, scheming parents, and fetching suitors get in the way?

Parings: Rey + Ben Solo|Kylo Ren, Finn + Rose Tico

Continuity: Regency AU

Rating: E

A/N: Sorry for the wait, friends, I haven’t been feeling very inspired lately. The Tumblr apocalypse and subsequent drop in activity has got me down. On the bright side, this story is now going to be a three-parter. This chapter was getting really long, so I decided to split it up. Enjoy!

Master list –> AO3 | ff.net | Tumblr

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The Politics of Dancing - Part II

By: sushigirlali

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London, December 1818

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Peering over the rim of her crystal wine glass, Rey slowly sipped the sweet red liquid in lieu of answering Lady Shara Bey’s probing questions. Poe’s mother could be a little pushy, but Rey was too used to Leia’s brand of brazen self-confidence to be excessively offended by her lack of tact.

“Really, my dear, you must come visit Yavin after the new year,” Shara simpered. “We have the most picturesque landscapes and historical homes, not to mention a great number of fashionable neighbors to dine with.”

“Thank you for the invitation, but my father and I have plans to stay in town through Easter,” Rey said noncommittally, finishing her glass and signaling Artoo for another. I wonder if anyone would notice if I just kept the bottle. “Maybe another time, though,” she added, not wanting to sound ungrateful.

Appearing disappointed but not discouraged, Shara tried a new approach. “Did you know my son was recently titled Viscount of Yavin? His father will retain the title of Earl until his death, at which point the name will be bestowed upon Poe.”

Rey slanted her friend a look, trying not to laugh at his pained expression. “Congratulations, my lord.”

“He’s also incredible marksman, you know. I don’t think I’ve ever seen his equal. In these dangerous times, it would certainly be reassuring to have someone as capable as him by your—”

“Rey can shoot just as well as any man,” Poe interrupted brusquely. “So, I don’t think she’s in need of a protector.”

“And what would you know about the needs of women?” Shara snapped, putting Poe on the defensive.

“Mother, can we not—”

Covering her friend’s hand where it rested on the table, Rey stepped in to head off a confrontation. “Poe understands me quite well, and I him, so there’s no need to be insulting, madam. He’s a credit to your house, whether you want to acknowledge it or not.”

Lady Bey rounded on Rey, but their hostess cut her off before she could make a retort.

“Shara, would you mind switching seats with my husband?” Leia requested, seeming to materialize out of thin air. “I would so love to catch up with you.”

Leia’s tone was friendly, but her steely gaze made it clear that she wasn’t asking.

“I—yes, Leia, that would be lovely,” Shara said stiffly, dropping her napkin as she stood. “If you’ll excuse me, Lady Niima.” She gave her son a small nod. “Poe, I’m…I’ll see you later.”

He inclined his head, but didn’t speak again until she was out of earshot. “Thanks, Rey,” he said under his breath.

“No problem,” she returned, giving his hand a comforting squeeze.

Following Leia and Shara’s progress toward the head of the table, Rey was unsurprised to find Ben staring in her direction. What did surprise her, however, was the automatic rush of heat that raced up her spine just from making eye contact with the man.

Tilting her head, Rey studied his unique features, admiring the way his inky black hair fell wild around his pale face, the silky strands sticking out at odd angles were her searching fingers had sifted through them earlier. He wasn’t classically handsome, not in the way Poe was, but Rey found his too large ears and deep-set eyes and slightly crooked nose ridiculously tempting.

Not to mention that scar, she hummed, tracing the faded mark with appreciative hazel orbs.

He’d been a hellraiser in his youth, and she’d idolized him because of it. So many society men were afraid to be themselves, to be real, but not Ben Solo. He was outspoken and honest, even when he probably shouldn’t be. If she’d been a man, Rey liked to think that she would have followed in Ben’s footsteps.

Well, maybe not literally, she allowed, sizing him up. His height and build were so far out of the norm that he stood out in any room. Especially tonight.

Ben looked dashing in his neatly tailored black coat and trousers, the custom-made vestments showing off his long legs and broad shoulders to perfection. Still, Rey couldn’t help but picture his powerful body stripped of all finery on black sheets, just the way she’d seen him last night.

So manly, so beautiful…

The longer she surveyed him, the more she wanted to crawl across the table and slide into his lap; to feel his thickly muscled arms wrapped around her again as she devoured those sinfully full lips…

Get ahold of yourself, Rey! she chided, feeling her nipples stiffen behind the thin fabric of her chemise. Now is not the time to be letting your imagination run wild!

But it was too late. As if sensing her wicked thoughts, Ben’s dark gaze fell to her breasts, scraping across her taut peaks like he owned them. Why did I decide to forego a corset again? Cursing her lack of appropriate undergarments, Rey crossed her arms and prayed that he was the only one who’d noticed her wanton behavior.

Stop looking at me like that, she mouthed, fighting down the heat rising in her cheeks.

No, he replied with a smug smile, obviously amused by her blatant response.

Why, you—

“Hey, kid!”

Rey jumped as Han dropped into Lady Bey’s empty seat. “Uncle!”

“Sorry about that,” Han chortled, patting her on the shoulder, “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“It’s quite alright, sir,” she said, playfully wrinkling her nose at him. Maybe I should tie a bell around your neck just in case, though. That’s twice now you’ve snuck up on me tonight, a third time could be disastrous.

“And you, Lord Dameron, how is your evening going?” Han courteously inquired.

“Whatever the opposite of festive is,” Poe deadpanned, lifting his glass in salute.

“Yes, the atmosphere is rather tense for a yuletide celebration,” Han said jovially, reaching past Rey to click his glass against the Viscount’s. “I apologize for any consternation you might have felt due to my wife’s meddling. She can be a bit overzealous when it comes to the art of matchmaking.” He threw a wink at Rey. “Especially where my darling niece is concerned.”

“Uncle,” she groaned, “not you too!”

“Now, now, Rey, I just think—” Han stopped short as See-Threepio dragged a serving cart laden with at least five different cuts of meat and several sauces into the room. “I just think we should talk about this after dinner. Heaven forbid we let all this incredible food go to waste!”

Saved by the second course!

Rey thought irreverently.

Good thing Han prefers food to lectures…

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Gripping his goblet tightly enough to shatter it, Ben glared at the perfect picture his lover made sitting next to Lord Dameron: her pretty white dress and sun-kissed complexion playing nicely off his black hair and formal attire. Rey and the newly appointed Viscount looked good together and he hated it.

Since when are they more than mere acquaintances, anyway? he sulked, annoyed by how well they seemed to be getting on. What could they possibly have in common? Ben’s brow furrowed as Rey slid her hand over Dameron’s. And why the hell is she touching him?!

While they weren’t enemies per se, the older man had been a thorn in his side since university. Popular more for his personality than his wealth, something Ben had always been sensitive about, Poe had been his rival in everything from fencing to making friends, but up until tonight, they’d never pursued the same woman.

First Johnson, now Dameron, Ben frowned. Is Rey friendly with every eligible bachelor in the county? How many other men do I have to compete with?

Unused to feeling anything but supreme confidence, Ben tried to reign in his riotous emotions. It wasn’t Rey’s fault that he’d been supplanted as her dinner date, after all, that honor belonged to his interfering mother. Having long given up trying to arrange the love life of her only son, it appeared that Leia had moved onto her niece. Unfortunately for the Skywalker matriarch, Rey had a mind of her own.

Good luck, mother. That little spitfire has an independent streak a mile wide and I very much doubt you’ll be able to exert influence over any facet of her life. Ben took a thoughtful swig of ale. Besides, Rey would never allow herself to be bullied into anyone’s bed. She’s always been adamant that only the deepest love would induce her into…into…oh!

All at once, Ben realized that sneaking into his room had been a declaration of sorts, an admittance of Rey’s feelings and intentions toward him. At the time, he’d been too eager to possess her to pick up on the significance of her actions, but now, recalling the way Rey’s beautiful body had tangled with his, practically shouting how much she loved him, Ben felt like a fool for not being more perceptive.

We made love from one side of the room to the other, locked together for endless hours in our own little world and yet, somehow, I failed to see the sentiment behind her surrender. Ben marveled at his own stupidity. But what does she want long-term? To become my mistress? My wife? Or was last night just a passing fancy?

He supposed he should be wary of getting in too deep too fast, but he wasn’t. Beyond her boldness in the bedroom, Rey’s jealousy on the dance floor and subsequent ardor on the veranda gave credence to the notion that she felt more than simple desire for him.

Is this love then? he mused. It could be. We’re good together. Ben paused. No, better than good. We’re fantastic together. Amazing, even. Hell, we barely took time to breath let alone consider the consequences, and I…I…oh, shite! Ben cursed as realization struck. I completely neglected to take precautions with her!

Regardless of who bewitched whom, Rey had come to his bed untouched, putting the onus on him to protect her from potential repercussions. But he hadn’t; he’d put her at risk. She could be carrying my child even now. I want her, but am I ready for that kind of responsibility? he wondered.

Only vaguely aware of his mother standing up beside him and moving around the table to speak with Lady Bey, Ben allowed himself to envision what life would be like with Rey by his side. They could ride together, like when they were younger, read to each other in the library, have hours long discussions over dinner…and make love every night. There was so much he could teach her, so much she could teach him…and if she was pregnant, well…

The more he mulled over the idea, the less terrifying the prospect of fatherhood became. We might have twins, a boy to going shooting with Rey and a girl to practice calligraphy with me. They’d have freckled cheeks and dark hair and big hazel eyes…

As the appealing image formed in his mind, Ben decided that irrespective of what his mother or Luke had in mind, the only way Rey was getting engaged to someone other than him this holiday season was over his dead body.

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For as long as she’d known Ben Solo, he’d never been one to wear his heart on his sleeve. But in the past few hours, he’d admitted to being jealous of Finn, nearly seduced her on the dance floor and then on the patio, and now he was giving Poe dark looks as well.

What is going on? Rey stared down at her plate, pushing her venison around without really seeing it. It’s not like we’re engaged or anything, and he hasn’t once mentioned love, so why is he acting so territorial? I need to get him alone again and—

“I wonder what’s wrong with Lord Ren this evening,” Poe said, voicing her concerns.

Rey schooled her features, hoping no one else had noticed Ben’s strange behavior. “I have no idea what you mean.”

“Don’t you? Ren looks like he’s contemplating murder every time he glances in my direction. Have I done something wrong or is the wild mushroom soup not to his liking?” he inquired.

“Well, he does hate mushrooms,” she said drolly. I’m not sure how he feels about you, though.

“I’ll just assume the soup is the most likely culprit, then,” Poe chuckled. “What a relief! I wouldn’t want to be on the wrong side of my old schoolmate; he’s a real fire-eater.”

“You have no idea,” Rey mumbled, knowing full well how it felt to burn up in Ben’s arms.

Something in her tone must have given her away because Poe looked suddenly suspicious. “Is there something you want to tell me about you and Lord Ren?”

“There’s nothing to tell,” she denied, glad that Han appeared to be lost in conversation with Baroness Kanata. Please, keep him busy for me, Maz, because I don’t think Poe is going to let this go.

“No? Judging by your behavior, and Ren’s, there seems to have been a development in your relationship since the last time we spoke,” he said speculatively.

“You’re just imagining things,” Rey gulped, reaching for her wine. He’s definitely not going to let this go.

“Careful, love,” Poe cautioned, gently steadying her hand to keep her from knocking over the nearly full glass of claret.

“Thanks,” she said sheepishly, setting it down again without taking a sip.

“You’re welcome.” Then, more seriously, “Even if you don’t want to tell me now, just know that you can always confide in me, Rey. I’m no gossip.”

“I know,” she replied solemnly. “You’ve trusted me with so much about your own life, but I—I’m scared. I did something brash last night, something that could have lasting consequences...”

“Rey, I’m sure whatever you did is—”

“I seduced Ben,” Rey confessed in a rush. “I don’t know what came over me, but I went into his room and took my nightgown off and I—we—and it was wonderful—but now he’s acting strange and possessive and I don’t know what to do!”

Poe hid it well, but she could tell that she’d shocked him. “You went to him?”

Rey squared her shoulders, determined to take responsibility for her actions. “I did.”

“And he didn’t turn you away?” he said in surprise.

She shook her head, puzzled. “Should he have?”

“Not necessarily,” Poe said without judgement. “Ren must want you very much to risk being ostracized by his own family, though.”

“How do you mean?”

“I can’t imagine Lord Skywalker will be pleased that his nephew deflowered his adoptive daughter,” he said bluntly.

“But it wasn’t Ben’s fault!” she protested. “I seduced him, remember?!”

“Rey, Ren is a man. An experienced man, at that. I can assure you that it will matter very little to your father whether you initiated the situation or not,” Poe said plainly. “Skywalker may not be very traditional, but he’s still your guardian.”

“Oh, I…hadn’t thought about it that way,” Rey grimaced. “What should I do then? I can’t imagine not seeing Ben anymore, but I don’t want to hurt Luke either.”

“As long as you’re discreet, I wouldn’t worry about it too much about it for now,” he offered. “Your father doesn’t strike me as particularly perceptive when it comes to matters of the heart.”

“No, he’s not,” she agreed. “There’s always been something between Ben and I, a special connection as it were, but I don’t think Luke has ever noticed.” Rey relaxed a little. “Thanks, Poe.”

He waved away her gratitude, looking mischievous. “So…” he muttered, leaning close, “did you enjoy yourself?”

“That’s none of your business!” she blushed, surveying the table to make sure no one was listening, least of all her wayward relatives.

“Of course it’s not,” Poe conceded, lowering his voice. “But did you?”

Rey bit her lip, vacillating on whether or not she should answer.

“Oh, come on, it’s not like I’m going to repeat anything you say, no matter how raunchy.”

“I know you won’t,” she sighed, playing along. “Alright, yes. I enjoyed myself. Immensely.”

“And he didn’t hurt you?”

“No!” she exclaimed. “No, the experience was…umm…satisfying.”

“Good.”

“Is that all?” Rey said sarcastically. “Any other personal details you’d like to know?”

“Just one,” he said dryly. “Do you want to sleep with him again?”

“Poe!”

“In for a penny, in for a pound?” he grinned.

“Well, I—I wouldn’t say no,” she stammered.

“And what about him? Do you think he still wants you too?”

“I don’t know,” she said evasively.

“Rey.”

“Maybe?”

“You don’t know?” he teased. “I could always go ask Ren directly, I suppose.”

“Don’t you dare!” she yelped. “Yes, okay?! Happy now?”

“Are you?” Poe asked rather pointedly.

Rey was quite for a moment, caught off-guard. “You know, I think I am,” she said in amazement. “I think Ben’s wanted me for a long time; maybe even as long as I’ve wanted him. He was careful to never let on, you see, but by the way he performed last night…”

“Then you know what you have to do,” he said with a playful wink.

“I do?” she said bemusedly.

“Really, Rey?” Poe rolled his eyes. “If you’d like to continue your…relationship, I suggest you ask Lord Ren to make an honest woman out of you first.”

“Marriage?” she gasped.

“Is there another word for satisfying your natural urges without societal contempt?”

“But I’m nobody,” Rey asserted. “Why would Ben want to marry me?”

“Don’t sell yourself short,” he said sternly. “Earl Johnson said you’ve been made Luke’s legal heir. If that doesn’t make you more attractive on the marital market, I don’t know what will.”

“But I don’t want him—or anyone—to fancy me simply because I may or may not be inheriting a fortune,” she frowned. “And I really do wish Finn would stop spreading that rumor around. I haven’t even discussed it with—”

Rey stopped speaking as Artoo came around to remove their dinner plates and set the table for dessert.

“Buck up, darling.” Poe pushed back his chair. “You’ve always felt a special connection with Ren, right? I’m sure he feels it too.”

“Perhaps, but where are you going,” she said sharply.

“The loo,” he laughed. “Sorry, love, but nature calls.”

Rey worried her lip. “But what if Ben approaches me while you’re gone?”

“I’m sure you can handle him, Rey. You’re no shrinking violet.”

“I know,” she snorted. “It’s just…he makes me so crazy sometimes that I want to—”

“Kiss him? Marry him? Bear his children?”

“Now that would be telling.”

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A/N: I’m actually kind of hoping that the title to EPIX is such a spoiler that they’re not even going to tell us what it is! I don’t know, I just think it would be super exciting to go into the movie with a little surprise dropped into the title scrawl XD Thanks for reading! Please review!

#reylo #reylo fanfic #reylo fic #rey #kylo ren #ben solo #regency au #happy Christmas in feburary #lolz #my fanfiction #my art #sushigirlali #the politics of dancing #pregnancy #reylo baby #maybe #we'll see #just tagging to be safe

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acciopjm · 5 years

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⇢ the date ~ after being suddenly dumped by your long-term boyfriend, you’re forced to hire an escort to accompany you to your little sister’s wedding in your hometown | based on the movie the wedding date ~ fake dating au, slight slow burn, smut, fluff ~ 25k

⇢ Tainted Souls ~ vampire, smut ~ 5.4k

⇢ catch your death ~ jung hoseok has always been your number one antagonist. as a snow leopard hybrid, the only one in the kingdom— you’re always just too much for him— too pretty, too cold, too elegant, too weak to match up to his standards of a competent fighter. so when you’re betrothed to him in a very unusual matrimonial ceremony, its natural that your blood should run cold, because you hate him to the core. right? ~ hybrid au ~ 5.1k

⇢ The Compromise ~ you had to throw this year‘s after-christmas party at college, with the guy you despised the most out of all people. but who‘d think the never-ending hate between you two would only raise a different kind of tension in the end? ~ enemies-to-lovers!au, kinda fuckboy!au, smut, fluffy end ~ 12.8k

⇢ Run Little Rabbit ~ Jung Hoseok - the Alpha wolf of his pack and far out of your league. As a rabbit shifter who still jumps around predators, you fantasise about your dangerous crush from a safe distance, particularly as he doesn’t like you. But what happens when he goes into heat and you’re the only one he’ll accept? ~ Smut, a little angst, a little fluff, Wolf Shifter!Hoseok x Rabbit Shifter!Reader ~ 15.3k

⇢ Daddy’s Little Peanut ~ Life with your mate is pretty great when you’ve got an adorable little girl and boy, with a third on the way. But what happens when Hoseok and you discover that your daughter isn’t as happy as she makes out? ~ Fluff, angst ~ 7.2k

⇢ Big Bad Wolf ~ It’s been months since Hoseok marked you in the frenzy of his heat, and he’s been content and happy with you ever since. But with the stress of college ending and the fact the bond remains uncompleted, what happens when you go into your own heat? ~ Fluff, smut, teeny tiny angst ~ 11.7k

⇢ Head Over Heels to Hell ~ Some people are destined to never have a soulmate. You are one of the few. Instead, you have something much different - a parasite set out to destroy and ruin your life no matter where you run to. ~ fluff, angst, childhood friends to enemies to lovers!au, reverse soulmate!au ~ 27.5k

⇢ hypothermia ~ lost while wandering, you find your life on the line when you begin to suffer the effects of hypothermia. as you collapse, near death, you swear you see an angel… ~ mythical shifter!au, griffin!hoseok. wanderer!reader, fluff, angst, smut ~ 10.4k

⇢ the constant changing state of us ~ comedy, drama, romance ~ 5176

⇢ Double-Cross (my heart and hope to die). ~ Flirting is not the best strategy to fall towards when you might be arrested. It may have to be your last resort if needed, but you have not reached that point of desperation. Well, not yet at least. But god damn, he looks like he would be a good kisser. ~ fluff, enemies to lovers + police au ~ 9,202

𝕂𝕚𝕞 ℕ𝕒𝕞𝕛𝕠𝕠𝕟

⇢ college ~ meeting on the first day of college, you and namjoon form a strong friendship which begins to blossom into more, spelling trouble for you both given the fact neither of you seem able to come clean about your feelings ~ college au, best friends to lovers au, fluff, angst ~ 7k

⇢ Tainted Souls ~ vampire, smut ~ 5.8k

⇢ Faith ~ Angst, Fluff, Smut - Rapper AU ~ 6 parts

⇢ IN HEAT ~ All you really want is a normal relationship. The kind of relationship where he holds you in his arms at the end of the night, but he’s hiding a secret that prevents that. ~ smut, angst ~ 4.4k

⇢ Passionfruit ~ To you, matters of the heart have always been simple. You’ve always lived by three rules: you don’t do emotions, you don’t do attachment, and you don’t do love. That is, until you meet the enigma that is Kim Namjoon- a man who shakes your entire world upside down. ~ smut ~ 4 parts

ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕁𝕚𝕞𝕚𝕟

⇢ FIRELIGHT ~ You surprise your boyfriend, Jimin, with a trip to the mountains. ~ 5,044

⇢ DEVIL’S ADVOCATE ~ You had met the devil on a hot summer day. He had shown up in a red polo, red cap, and white sneakers on his feet. That day, you had invited your devil into your home and he hasn’t left since. ~ Fluff, Humor, Slight Angst, Devil AU ~ 13,414

⇢ KING!JM ~ with his sister married and living a happy life, maybe its time to get the king a queen too, but of course, that idea didn’t come from him. ~ fluff, smut, angst ~ 7.5k

⇢ The Devil’s Own Luck ~ You should’ve known that opening that box would’ve made your luck go rotten. And not only that, but a certain demon would end up following you for the rest of your days. Introducing the devilish boy - Jimin! Your childhood best friend from the underworld who will never leave your side ~ fluff, angst, smut, demon!au ~ 28.5k

⇢ Tainted Souls ~ vampire au, smut ~ 5.1k

⇢ [½] the airport couple: p[ass]enger from hell ~ As a TSA agent, you expect your job to be relatively easy, most passengers these days follow the rules to the T in order to avoid prolonging their custom checks. But not a certain Park Jimin, who seems to have a problem understanding what 100ml is, or the very simple fact that gadgets must be taken out of the bag, and bomb jokes are strictly off limits. Frequent traveller Park Jimin is your nemesis, but darn is he a cute one. ~ frequent traveller jimin x tsa agent oc, enemies to lovers ~ 8k

⇢ [2/2] The Airport Couple: Park Jimin’s Cock[pit] ~ 12k

⇢ Body Party ~ It’s your birthday and Jimin decides to throw you a private party. ~ smut, fluff ~ 6.3k

⇢ ATALANTA ~ As the sole princess to the Province of Dietas, you have been engaged since your birth to a man you don’t love. When a goddess intervenes and offers you sanctity, you take her up on the offer without asking questions. Your newfound freedom comes at a cost, however, when the situation spirals and the trials begin. Men are demanded to race for your hand and if they lose, they must die. Even this, you are resigned to, until heappears. Until Jimin walks into the ring and declares himself a competitor. ~ 28,743

𝕂𝕚𝕞 𝕋𝕒𝕖𝕙𝕪𝕦𝕟𝕘

⇢ Between Us and Infinity ~ Place two strangers together and give them seven days to fall in love, and they will be soulmates for the rest of eternity, otherwise, neither of the two will come to love anyone ever again; The Seven Days Countdown has always been an old wives tale to you and nothing more, but all of that changes once you meet Kim Taehyung in the midst of a crowd of thousands. From then on, your life is thrown into a race against time, not only on a mission to beat the clock in falling in love with the renowned heartthrob, but also on a quest to make him fall in love with you. ~ angst, fluff, soulmate!au, street performer!tae ~ 35.7k

⇢ waterloo ~ Taehyung is a famous but pessimistic art prodigy who doesn’t believe in love. You are an art student studying in Paris, who sees the world through rose-colored lens and is a certified cheesy romance film enthusiast. And this is your love story.Or, “Well, it is the city of love. Maybe you just need to fall in love.“ ~ fluff, angst, smut ~ 13k

⇢ Bibliothèque ~ “You are at the very top of your college cohort, an A grade student on the fast track to a life of success. You know the answers to everything, or at least you think you do. That is until you meet quirky genius Kim Taehyung.” ~ smut, fluff, college au, college rivals au, librarian!tae ~ 15k

⇢ CHISM ~ The entirety of your life, you have never fit in. A woman soldier. A passive power, wielded in the land of the bold. Despite this, you have followed your father’s advice and striven to blend into the crowd. You feel you have succeeded, until your Queen calls you before her with an arduous task. Guard the darkest cell in the lowest dungeon. Do not listen to what the prisoner has to say and above all else, keep your head. The old gods may be dead, but the humans are living. ~ Winter God!AU / Fantasy!AU, smut ~ 19,947 (part 2)

⇢ DANSE MACABRE ~ As a newborn vampire, you still have a lot to learn ― fortunately, someone is very happy to teach.“Step number one: pick your prey.” ~ Vampire!AU, light angst and horror; smut ~ 13,702

⇢ Pulse ~ ❝ You fell in love with Kim Taehyung during Med School. Now living totally different lives in completely different hospitals, you’re pulled together by fate when someone plants a bomb in your hospital. ❞ ~ Medical AU , Smut, Angst, Love ~ 11 parts

⇢ one good purr (deserves another) ~ Maybe it wasn’t the best idea to visit Taehyung just before your heat. (Or to ask if his best friend was available.) ~ Shifter au, Fox!Taehyung, smut, shifter au, college au, romance, fluff ~ 4 parts

⇢ Tainted Souls ~ vampire!au, smut ~ 6.3k

⇢ Through The Lens ~ Hell is being the daughter of a big entrepreneur and having to attend every one of his events, especially this opening ceremony one. Even though he strictly forbid your contact to any men, your lusting heart couldn‘t possibly resist the risk of a scandal to have the famous photographer Kim Taehyung right there and then. ~ angst, smut ~ 9.5k

⇢ little more bite ~ after a shitty day at work, you’re determined to go home and snuggle up with your blankets to watch netflix. sadly, the universe and this mutt named taehyung don’t seem to want that to happen, though. ~ smut, wolf!hybrid x panther!hybrid ~ 5k

⇢ worth the wait ~ “Let’s drink so much that the coast guard has to kick us out.” ~ fluff, party-hookup, richboy!tae ~ 6.3k

⇢ Opia ~ Taehyung had been perfectly happy living the life as a successful businessman and playboy. He had shoved aside all of his darker thoughts in life, every fear of his had been banished without the need to ponder on them. Until he met you and you changed everything he’d ever known. ~ romance, slow burn ~ 14k

⇢ daddy issues ~ single parent, smut, fluff, angst ~ 16.1k

⇢ A Friendly Favour ~ smut, hybrid ~ 2 parts (2)

⇢ AWAY FROM THE SUN ~ fluff and soft angst, soulmate!au ~ 20.409

⇢ Nightcall ~ Your one night stand with handsome stranger Kim Taehyung doesn’t exactly go according to plan. ~ smut ~ 7.1k

⇢ SONDER ~ the realization that each passerby has a life as vivid and complex as your own. You meet Kim Taehyung for the first time on a rainy winter day. At that time you had no idea who he was nor what he’d turn out to become but, even then when you didn’t know anything about him, you were being healed by his presence. Who knew you could fall in love like that, at random and all at once. ~ Romance, Angst, Fluff, Light Smut, Photographer!AU ~ 17,229

⇢ WE TOUCHED THE SUN ~ for the first time in a year, a pair of eyes stare right into his and then a chance encounter in autumn bleeds into eternity. ~ fluff, angst, slow burn, kinda?? friends to lovers ~ 20k

𝕁𝕖𝕠𝕟 𝕁𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕜𝕠𝕠𝕜

⇢ MAGIC IN YOUR FINGERTIPS ~ growing up with jeon jungkook at hogwarts includes many things: awkward first impressions, potion spills, invigorating quidditch matches. but most of all, it means you never, ever get to be top of the class, and you will never forgive him for it. (hogwarts au/childhood rivals to lovers au) ~ fluff with a sprinkle of angst ~ 9.33k

⇢ moonlight melody ~ when your loving best friend playfully pranks you one too many times, you decide that revenge is best served hot, over a period of thirty days, and with a little extra help from the best violinist you know (sorry jimin). or, the one where during your month-long vacation in italy with your youth orchestra, you realize that vengeance is sweet but fake dating jungkook is sweeter.{fake dating!au, university orchestra!au, vacation!au} ~ fluff, future angst ~ 26k

⇢ moonlight melody ~ 25k

⇢ LIFEGUARD!JUNGKOOK ~ 12.6k

⇢ SET ON YOU ~ Sports has never been your thing, so when you find yourself in a sports hall that reeks of perspiration and cologne and in front of a group of volleyball players whom you’re supposed to be managing (heck, you can’t even manage your own life), you know that you’re in Deep Shit™. Especially when Jeon Jungkook, the golden setter of the team aka the boy who holds stars in his eyes, starts to occupy your reveries, slowly becoming both the quiet and pandemonium of your heart. ~ Fluff, smut, volleyball!AU, college!AU, setter Jungkook x manager reader ~ 18.1k

⇢ Perfect ~ Jungkook has always been in your life in some way, the friend that keeps coming back time after time and the one friends and family are convinced is the one for you. Yet despite so many perfect moments, it just never seems to work out between the two of you. ~ Childhood Sweethearts!AU, Fluff, Slight Angst ~ 13k

⇢ irresistible ~ The start of your freshman year of college, you have the utmost unlikely of tragedies to both meet Jeon Jungkook, your dorm’s RA, and fall into a deep, utterly helpless, and tenacious hatred for him ~ college!au, fluff, smut ~ 14k

⇢ Just For Tonight ~ In order to get into the infamous underground Start-of-the-Year party, you and Jungkook need to complete a list of wild dares - and maybe fall in love in the process of it. ~ fluff, smut ~ 17,213

⇢ MAKE A HOME OUT OF YOU ~ it’s the small, quirky details that help you remember how much you loved him despite it being years since you’ve seen each other, or make you realise that maybe, you’ve never really stopped loving him in the first place. ~ angst, slight fluff, future smut ~ 9.192 (part 2) ~ 17k

⇢ crosshairs ~ he’s never letting you out of his sight again ~ angst, smut, secret agent!au ~ 10.5k

⇢ Roommates ~ 3 parts

⇢ Case Closed ~ smut ~ 7252

⇢ Concealed Weapon ~ Jungkook turns out not to be quite who you thought he was, and your reaction takes you both by surprise. ~ mafia!au ~ 10k

⇢ STARBOY ~ Jeon Jungkook was, above anything else, the type you should not get involved with. He was the guy who slept around; the guy who was gone before you woke up; who left a path of broken hearts and missed calls wherever he went. He was right in just about every wrong way. That being said, maybe the bet you made with your friend could be the best thing that happened to you in a long time, and even enough to break the chain of misfortune that circled your party nights — after all, it was all just a simple, four-part plan to make Jungkook beg for you. What could possibly go wrong? ~ Fratboy!AU, College!AU, smut ~ 14,285

⇢ THE CONSOLATIONS OF PHILOSOPHY ~ “It doesn’t make you vulnerable to allow someone else to love you, to be kind to you. Most of the time, we are not kind to ourselves, anyways.” ~ ChildhoodFriends!AU, College!AU, angst, fluff, implied smut, friends to lovers ~ 21,546

⇢ MY BEAUTY, MY BLOOD ~ With Namjoon out of the picture, Jeongguk has to step up and be the sole successor to the organization laid out before him. However, guilt doesn’t escape him very easily, and neither does your persistence. ~ Fluff, Angst, Mafia AU, Single Parent AU ~ 20,001

⇢ SUNDAY MORNING ~ Every Sunday, Jeongguk went to the laundry room. The space was empty, a peace he could only find in the early hours of the day, but the quietude didn’t last long when his heart beat a little faster at the sight of you. ~ Fluff, College AU ~ 6985

⇢ SWEET TOOTH ~ you try not to fall for an insistent college kid with sweater paws. ~ smut, humour, baby boy!jungkook, cafe!au ~ 12.1k

⇢ Chance Ball ~ A pair of infamous volleyball rivals are paired together and with their shared goal of winning gold in the Olympics, they might just become friends or even something more. ~ smut, angst, beach volleyball!au, friend to lovers ~ 11k

⇢ Temptation ~ Werewolf, smut ~ 6 parts

⇢ Employee Perks ~ Sure, the employee perks at your job were bonuses, life insurance, sick leave, health benefits etc. etc., but the best employee perk of all was working with a man known as Jeon Jungkook. ~ angst, smut, fluff ~ 16k

⇢ Tainted Souls ~ vampire!au, smut ~ 9k

⇢ shut up and eat your cereal ~ Jungkook is tired of you roasting him for not finding love so he takes out his revenge in a special way. ~ smut ~ 4.8k

⇢ Switch Lanes ~ fluff, smut ~ 16.6k

⇢ The Ocean and Its Wind ~ In which you fall in love with the popular and almost unreachable surfer Jungkook, who rode every each of his waves perfectly in his own bliss. Your only hitch was, that you were solely the lame beach bar woman, until he proved you otherwise one day. ~ surfer!au, angst, smut, fluff ~ 19.9k

⇢ SOUND ~ you’re taking a very interesting course this semester —sound psychology, and jeon jungkook, being the fuckboy he’s always been, has an idea to record you while having sex for the assignment which was given. ~ college!au, fuckboy!au, fratboy!au, smut ~ 13,738

⇢ Beauty and The Beast ~ When you were dragged to the beast’s castle you were expecting to be locked away, not to be greeted by luxury and the mysterious boy who you must sleep with every night - maybe it’s all just part of the curse. ~ fairytale!au, smut, fluff, angst ~ 11.6k

⇢ Four Letters ~ Your icy exterior makes it seem as though you dislike everyone- which is partially true. But the one person you truly dislike is the cocky frat boy Jeon Jungkook. ~ College!AU, Enemies to Lovers, FWB!Jungkook, IceQueen!Reader, smut ~ 10 parts

⇢ alpha and omega ~ magic!au (HP ‘verse), drama, action, romance ~ 24k words

⇢ searching for ~ romance, drama, soulmate!au ~ 10k

⇢ the clinging star ~ drama, romance ~ 5.6k

⇢ zeus should’ve controlled his libido ~ fluff, romance, fwb!au ~ 6.4k

⇢ social media!au ~ in which y/n and yoongi are music major buddies and they meet jungkook, music and art major, and shit gets saucy. ~ 45 parts

⇢ THE PHILOSOPHY OF GOOD LUCK ~ “you told me i looked good and that you needed to get a tattoo of my face” is not the explanation you wanted to hear from the tattoo artist that permanently etched the dumbest drunken request of your life onto your skin. ~ tattoo parlor and roommate au, smut, fluff ~ 7k

⇢ BLUE ISN’T FOR YOU ~ “jeon jungkook is the epitome of ‘new’ for you and, without a doubt, the strangest frat boy you’ve ever met.” ~ smut, mainly fluff, angst + college au ~ 7.2k

⇢ ARROW TO THE HEART ~ jeon jungkook doesn’t understand what the fuss is about the rival gang’s sniper. she’s a perfect marksman, they say, yet every time he has faced her he’s gotten away - quite easily too. is he just that good? maybe. is the real reason, unbeknownst to him, that he also happens to be kind of (it’s complicated) dating her? one hundred percent. ~ smut, lots of fluff, angst; kinda enemies to lovers, gang au and a dash of neighbour au in there too ~ 7.8k+

⇢ messier 81. ~ jungkook is an annoying know-it-all, and who cares if galaxies aren’t really pink? ~ childhood friends to lovers au, fluff ~ 2582

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BTS SHIPS

𝕐𝕠𝕠𝕟𝕞𝕚𝕟

⇢ Tinder Au ~ When Taehyung and Jungkook sign Jimin up for Tinder as a joke, they never thought they’d find the Agust D’s account. Jimin is not as impressed. He’s been through enough heartbreaks in the past to know it’s too good to be true. There’s no way his idol likes him, especially with that profile picture. Will Jimin’s messy relationship history get in the way of his happiness?But why does it matter? He’s not actually talking to Min Yoongi. ~ social media!au ~ 72 parts

𝕁𝕚𝕜𝕠𝕠𝕜

⇢ Mans Best Friend ~ An au in which Jungkook happens to stumble across someone’s dog playing with his puppy Miri, but as it happens the owner of the mysterious dog would be an extremely attractive and kind hearted man ~ social media!au ~ 35 parts

⇢ YOUTUBE AU ~ Park Jimin (Beauty and Lifestyle) and Jeon Jungkook (Gamer) become close friends over the years of doing YouTube. They eventually decide that they want to live together. How will things progress from there? ~ social media!au ~ 20 parts

⇢ Social Media AU ~ Jimin and Jungkook have been dating for over a year, ever since Tae introduced his band mate Jungkook to his best friend Jimin. They decided that it was best for both of them to keep their relationship hidden. What happens when Jungkook accidentally tells the world about them? ~ 30 parts

⇢ NANNY AU ~ Alpha Jungkook is struggling to find a job until his best friend finds him a job as a nanny. What he didn’t know was the single dad he was working for happened to be only 2 years older than him and absolutely gorgeous. Omega Jimin doesn’t know what he’s in for when he hired Jungkook as his nanny ~ social media!au ~ 20 parts

⇢ CALICO AU ~ “I just hope my cat doesn’t tell you how much I am in love with you” ~ 25 parts

⇢ ROSE AU ~ “But he who dares not grasp the thorn, should never crave the rose” ~ social meadia!au ~ 27 parts

⇢ Our Secret AU ~ jimin is a part of bts and jungkook is a solo artist and they have been dating for a while now. they love each other a lot, just are getting a little sick of having to love each other behind closed doors. ~ social media!au ~ 51 parts

⇢ studio ghibli au ~ Kookie and Mochi bond over their shared love for Studio Ghibli and a beautiful relationship blooms. Meanwhile, Jungkook and Jimin hate each other with a burning passion. What happens when the two are paired for the upcoming dance performance? ~ social media!au ~ 30 parts

⇢ Weed Make A Good Couple ~ Botanist Jimin finds himself broke and on the verge of being evicted. So as a last resort, he decides to start growing and selling weed. Jungkook is one of his clients. ~ social media!au ~ 36 parts

⇢ FUCK YOU ~ In which you have the first sentence your soulmate will say to you tattooed on your shoulder, Jimin’s being “Excuse you, your morning boner is poking at my thigh”.Even though Jungkook doesn’t have as bad luck as Jimin does, he isn’t completely satisfied with his “Fuck you” tattoo either. ~ soulmate au

𝕋𝕒𝕖𝕘𝕚

⇢ Just Curious AU ~ ‘i just wanted to get my degree and make music, how did i get into this mess?’ / in which yoongi is sick of pining over a boy who didn’t pick him. ~ social media!au ~ 36 parts

ℕ𝕒𝕞𝕛𝕚𝕟

⇢ “My Other Half” ~ Seokjin is a world famous singer. His soulmate’s name has been on his wrist for two years already (him being 23), but no one besides his managers, his friends, and himself have seen it. Namjoon is a quiet college student who’s just trying to make it through his philosophy courses. When his 21st birthday comes in September, he’s surprised to see who’s name appears on his wrist. ~ social media!au ~ 26 parts

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