#street fighter 6 x male reader

[bi-lil-guy]

Not Sure When I'll Make This Since Shit's Been Weird Over Here But This Way I'll Have A List.

[gourdkeeper]

hello! would i be able to request an idea about a jamie who is crushing on a tsunderish male!reader who works at a shop in chinatown and becomes a regular as he tries to figure out how to ask reader out? i wonder if you think jamies killing it or just making a fool out of himself hehe

Hi anon! Never really wrote any tsundere like stuff in any capacity so I hope this pleases you! It's sfw but with some uh naughty implications, just some internal thoughts.

Jamie is both killing it AND making a fool out of himself

Male Reader x Jamie sfw

Jamie's phone got busted after a brawl with some good for nothing thugs. Fell right out of his pocket after windmilling and throwing his foot at a cardboad head. Lame. However the morning after he already took care of bringing it in to the small repair shop in chinatown. Was closeby, not too expensive, it was perfect.

Except, for one small thing.

And that, was the worker that took his phone in.

Jamie wants to go back and talk to him, but he hasn't even gotten an email letting him know it's ready to pick up.

Jamie felt like he was smitten. Love at first sight. He was crushing hard. The guy was just so... Cute. But he acted cold and distant, a hint of mean even. Ugh. That was just the worst. How is he even supposed to strike up a decent conversation and gauge interest? Worse even. How is he going to flirt at all when he's used to being the one being flirted with. Terrible terrible.

Would he even be into men?

It was late afternoon, a bit over 24 hours after bringing the phone in. Jamie was around the corner of the shop trying to calm himself down.

"I'll just walk in, ask about whatever first product I see and...compliment him?" He's trying to think of a plan, he just feels stupid, how the hell do people flirt their way into a date?

---

You're four hours into your shift and you just want to get this day over with. Your day off's tomorrow, you want to play some video games and kick back. You're tired of dealing with customers that got no real issue on their device and just pressed the wrong thing and never tried just, pressing it again for some reason.

Sigh.

You walk around the store to fix up anything that's crooked or misplaced when you look out the window and see him.

"That's the guy from yesterday, what the hell is he doing here?"

Truth is, you were crushing on him. Thinking you'd never see him again besides the day you'd give him his phone back. You desperately tried to hide that your sight kept falling on his exposed midriff and his pretty eyes. You wanted to see more. But that's just not professional.

You can't be at work and getting all lovey dovey with a client, not even if they're this goddamn hot. Shit, there goes your mind again. Hell. he probably had zero interest on you anyway, you're just some guy working on a repair shop in a small town, and with his looks? You'd have way too much competition, there's no way-

*Ding-ding*

The chime of someone walking past the door makes you jump. It's him.

"Good afternoon, may I help you?" You try to keep your voice monotonous and cold, expression unchanging despite your heart trying to pound its way out of your chest. "Your phone is not ready yet sir." You almost wish you could call him that in a different context. In privacy. Ugh brain needs to stop going there.

---

"Sup? Oh no I know, no worries just uh, lookin for a case for it!" Jamie pauses, "You know like, to protect it better next time, just in case!" A case just in case? Jamie was kicking himself in his mind, what the hell kind of sentence is that even? He sounded like a loser.

The worker is staring at him deadpan, like he's had a long enough day already without an idiot barging in.

"Aren't you that peacekeeping guy?" The clerk breaks the silence, bored tone, but that's still progress!

"That's right! Jamie Siu, protector of Chinatown!" Jamie points at himself with his thumb, smirk on his lips, this is his shot, "I wasn't aware I had fans?~"

The clerk turns away and walks over to the front desk, "Not a fan." He utters devoid of emotion.

"Aw come on? Never know when you'll need help in the middle of the night, specially with all these lousy thugs trying to claim the place. I could even protect the store front." Jamie tries to find literally anything to latch onto, "They have a thing for vandalizing, if I ever catch them doing it, they're dealing with me and I'm wiping the spray paint off with their ugly mugs!"

"Cool. Have you picked a case yet?"

This is *not* working out dammit.

"Still looking." He turns around to the display shelf, trying to pick just, anything, literally just grab something, it's not like he's here to buy a case after all.

"This one over here could be a good fit for you."

The clerk was standing next to Jamie. When the hell did he sneak up so fast? He looks at the case in his hands.

It was black with three highly saturated yellow stripes going across it diagonally. Looked sturdy too, like it could definitely withstand a couple of high falls. Maybe this wasn't that awful of an idea in the end.

"Did you, did you just try to match my clothes to a case?"

"No!" The worker looks a bit taken aback, "It's just a good case!"

"Hm. Thanks... May I?" Jamie tries to grab it so he can see it better upclose.

He extends him the case and Jamie brushes his fingers over his hands before taking the case. The guy very obviously blushes and freaks out internally.

"You have really soft hands you know?" Jamie desperately tries to find a compliment that doesn't feel out of place. There was an opening and he had to take it. "You use anything on them?"

"Thanks! N-not at all." He looks for a way out and clears his throat, "Anyway, is that all you'd like to buy?“

Jamie was getting frustrated with the shutting down of his advances even though he could almost be certain that he saw his cheeks flush and his voice stutter.

"That'll be all, thanks."

Jamie takes the defeat for the day.

---

After the hot peacekeeper left you immediately head to the back and grab his phone. Motivated to fix it immediately. Because you want him off your back obviously, not because you want to see him again. No, not at all.

You spent the remaining entirety of your shift making sure all the wires were not connecting poorly, changing the glass on it and boom. It worked. Good as new.

You even applied a screen protector for free. Because you care for the phone, no other reason.

Just needs to be put into its new case.

You typed up and sent him an email saying he could pick it up.

What you didn't expect was for him to show up less than 10 minutes after you've sent it, just as you're preparing to close. What, was he on standby or something?

"Good evening." You say, trying to remain calm.

"Hey~ I'm here to pick you up. My phone. Here to pick my phone up." Jamie clearly fumbles, looking like he wanted to bury his head in the sand but goddamn if that silly fumble didn't make you want him even more.

"Not interested in you picking me up but here's your phone." Feigning disinterest as if you're not daydreaming about kissing him right now.

You place the device on top of the counter.

"So that'll be 50$ for the repair and an extra 10$ for the case sir."

"You can just call me Jamie~" he leans forward on the counter, eyes lidded heavily. What the fuck is he so pretty for? "Unless you rather call me that of course?~"

You feel your cheeks heat up. Is he onto you? Were you that obvious? Did he like you? No, he must be just messing around.

"Kidding kidding, here you go." There's an air of sadness, but he still hands you the money along with a smile.

You take the money and notice a small clip of paper in-between the bills. A phone number?!

"You know, if you ever need help in the middle of the night..." The peacekeeper closes in, his breath a bit too close for comfort "with anything at all..."

Is he talking about delinquents thrashing the place or something else entirely?

Jamie can definitely see you blush and struggle to find words and he licks his lips, looking like a predator ready to pounce on his prey.

"You look really pretty tonight." He comes closer.

What??? He's straight up complementing you now? It's like it just came out of some cheap teenager romance novel. How the hell do you even reply to this. You fumble hard with your words.

"T-t-thanks! You look. The same as yesterday!“

What the fuck is that for an answer.

Jamie is laughing. Great. You've made a fool of yourself.

"Why don't you just give me a call? When you're alone. Somewhere more private... I'll be waiting."

He gives you a wink before taking his phone and walking away.

Little did he know you had done the bold move of saving your contact on his phone already.

[certifiedlovergirlsstuff]

omg i wrote the other req but i feel like it was kind of a lot and i felt bad 😭 SO if you’re up for it could you do dick grayson x reader with prompt #6 from the list you had in the last one i’m such a sucker for dick taking care of me- ALSO if u don’t do requests just disregard this <3

im so happy when people send request! sadly I think I'm getting into a slump of some kind. so my writing is probably not the best and it's probably not what you had in mind. also I saw your other request and working on it, just gotta kick myself into gear. used prompts from @urfriendlywriter intimacy prompt #6

pair: dick grayson x gn!reader (let me know if I used fem pronouns) wc: 864

masterlist

it was reaching two am in blüdhaven, the streets were still bustling with the noise of honking and people loudly communicating. the billboard lights keeping the city bathed in a vibrant glow, the building lights designed as makeshift stars.

two bodies sat high in the air, legs dangling over the side of an old gothic building. the gentle breeze played with loose hair and sunk into bones through the thick kevlar material. it cooled the blood rushing to your face as you worked on evening out your breath, domino mask staring into the cloudy night.

“ready to end the night?” your male companion's voice cut through the muffled noise. he sat beside you on the ledge, two pairs of feet swinging mindlessly.

you inhaled deeply through your nostrils and exhaled from parted lips. “just give me a few minutes,” your voice almost whispered.

nightwing shuffled his body closer, his outer thigh touching yours. he knocked his foot into yours and you copied in a silent reply. “you okay?” “yeah.”

“what would you be doing if you weren’t a crime fighter? what would your dream life look like?” an abrupt question seeping into your mind and spilling from your chapped lips.

hidden eyes moved away from the night sky to your partner. he was slightly hunched forward with his hands clasped in his lap, midnight black hair falling over his forehead with the tips poking around his eyes. he was biting into his bottom lip with a heavy silence hovering over him.

you weren’t sure what route would be best, backtracking to throw your words away or push forward to see if it would help him feel comfortable. the latter won out, so with nightwing’s tense body and shut mouth you turned back to the sky.

“i think if i didn’t end up here, none of the bad things ruined my life…i’d like to think i’d be living a super boring and normal life.” another glance at your companion, his head now looking at you with a slight crease to his forehead showing that he was raising his brows.

you shrugged, “i know it doesn’t seem like something i would want, but before…everything, i’ve never been in a fight. i kept to myself and followed the rules. kinda wish i could go back to being swallowed by the crowd.” chin tucked to your chest as you picked at the fabric on your thigh.

a beat or two passed. you worried that nightwing would look at you differently, probably think differently with just those few sentences. you were about to speak again when his deep voice caused your mouth to snap shut.

“when i was younger my family was part of a traveling circus. i like to think we’d still be a part of that small family we found with each other.”

your head moved up and you turned to see nightwing already looking at you. there was a faint quirk to his full lips as he said, “but i’m pretty happy where i’m at right now.” 

and you couldn’t help that your mouth parted at his words, the implications as he was staring at you. nightwing pushed himself off the ledge and back onto the rooftop, you twisted to the left as he held a waiting hand out. his middle and ring fingers covered in blue made them stand out against the black.

“time to wrap the night up.” an angelic and smooth tone. his voice caused a shiver to rush up your spine. or the bitter wind. yeah, the wind.

swinging your right leg over to straddle the ledge as you happily took nightwing’s offered hand. his touch was warm and firm as you turned completely and your feet were back on solid ground. you tilted your head up to lock eyes with nightwing’s tall frame, peeks of his forehead showing due to the wind blowing past. he squeezed your hand and you realized neither of you let go. it caused another shiver to run freely.

“hey, you're shivering.” he pointed out and it made your face feel warm thinking he thought it was due to him. which it wasn't…

but nightwing just pulled you in close, his hand released from yours so he could wrap both his long and thick arms over your shoulders. then he started to rub his palms up and down your back, it made you melt and your lids flutter.

slowly and awkwardly you moved your arms into action and held onto the male’s waist tightly, your face pushing into his chest. neither of you said anything, acting like this sort of comfort and actions were part of your regular ‘hangouts’. but neither of you took a step to break away. you felt his chin dig into your scalp, tiny back-and-forth movements, his hands not stopping either.

“this is nice.” confessing just a sliver of your actual thoughts at the moment.

nightwing’s hum buzzed on your crown and then he simply stated, “we should do this more often.” and it lit a fire of wishing in your heart. you nuzzled further into his suit, burrowing into his natural body heat.

a dreamy smile tugged at your lips, “definitely should.”

-

[remy2fang]

A.K.I. as Yor Forger SF6 Mod.

I just realized my mod was featured on EventHubs a long while ago. They said some nice things about it. How many times have I been featured on that site now?

When I saw the trailer for the Spy x Family collab, I thought it would be neat to have A.K.I. dressed as Yor Forger. Tbh I wasn’t disappointed that it was only avatar gear. I am a modder after all and I can make what I want. The in-game assets made it convenient to do too. I thank Capcom for that haha. Plus, there are people who are happy dressing their own characters as Loid and Yor.

Of course, I have to include a version with AKI’s original hair style. She looks great in other hairdos, but her original umbrella hair is the best one—it’s the style that defines A.K.I. 💜💜

I know there are people out there that thought characters like Chun-Li (a mod already exists for her by FishBoy), Juri, or Cammy would fit better…but I like A.K.I. more lol. I’m contemplating on making another Yor Forger mod, but it’s not going to be a character that most people wished. I am a modder after all, and I can do what I want 😜😜. But I’m sure there are other modders out there that might be working on a Cammy or Juri version.

That being said, currently there are three SF6 characters that have Yor Forger mods.

1) A.K.I.

2) Chun-Li

3) F.A.N.G (!)

Yes, I did put FANG in Yor’s clothes (and also Loid’s) 💜🥰💜🥰. Wow, F.A.N.G before Juri and Cammy lol 😅😅. I am a modder after all, and…you know where I’m getting at haha. Though unsurprisingly EventHubs excluded that bit. As much as I enjoy some of the articles on that site, I have the feeling that they’re afraid to showcase such content. Like even if it’s not F.A.N.G and it’s on a more conventionally attractive male character instead, they would shy away from it. I can’t blame them. Even though the FGC is quite diverse, it’s still very hetero-cis-male dominated. It’s understandable that they’re afraid of offending their target audience, but I’m sure a number of EventHub readers are more open minded than what the site writers have expected. Or at least that’s what I believe.

Anyway, here’s the download link:

And a YouTube showcase:

Thanks for reading 💜💜

[multifandomfanficss]

Adrian Chase/Vigilante Peacemaker Masterlist by multifandomfanficss

ALL WARNINGS ARE LISTED IN THE ORIGINAL POSTS

Drunken Confessions: Adrian takes care of a drunk gn!reader.

Need Some Help?: Adrian helps afab!reader clean their depression room.

Who Do I Need To Kill?: Adrian comforts gn!reader when they’re upset because they did’t get into the play they auditioned for.

Safe In His Arms: After saving gn!reader from being tortured by their kidnapper, Adrian has to keep them awake long enough to get them to the hospital.

Why Don’t You Ask Me On A Date First?: Fem!Reader takes care of a drunk Adrian.

You Can’t Get Rid Of Me That Easily: Adrian goes missing on a mission and gn!reader panics that they may never be able to tell him how they truly feel about him.

Please Don’t Be Dead: This fic follows the events of episode 7 through the eyes of gn!reader who is Adrian’s significant other.

I Hate Horror Movies: Adrian comforts gn!reader significant other after they get scared watching a horror movie.

Please Don’t Be Dead (Pt. 2): This is a part 2 to Please Don’t Be Dead, but you don’t have to read Please Don’t Be Dead first if you don’t want to. They can both be read separately. This fic follows Adrian’s gn!reader significant other through episode 8.

We’re All Afraid Of Something: Chris and Adrian take a gn!reader to a Haunted House. They try to hide how scared they are for fear the guys will make fun of them.

Rock Paper Scissors: Adrian and a gn!reader get stuck sharing a motel room with only one bed after the reader loses a game of Rock Paper Scissors to Harcourt and Adebayo.

Green Eyes: After knowing Vigilante for the past six years gn!reader finally finds out his real name and what he looks like when they join a task force made to save the human race from aliens. This follows episode 4 where the reader is Adrian’s best friend, another costumed hero.

The Best Boyfriend Ever: Adrian takes care of gn!reader who’s sick with a stomach bug.

My Favorite Distraction: Adrian helps calm down and distract a claustrophobic gn!reader while trapped in a wardrobe on a mission. 

The Boss: After declaring he’s “the boss” on a mission, Adrian’s girlfriend becomes angry with him and decides to annoy him by doing every little thing he says in a very exaggerated way. In the end he just wants his girlfriend back to her normal self and she’s a little sick of the routine. What better way to say “I forgive you” than taking a bullet for someone, right? This is Adrian x Fem!Reader. 

Unmasked: You’re a costumed crime fighter who runs into Vigilante on the streets one night. He seemed so familiar. You don’t know why until you join the 11th Street Kids on a mission to take down Goff. This follows episode 3 with a Fem!Reader.

No, Stupid. I Like You.: You’re very good friends with Chris and Adrian, but Adrian gets jealous when Chris flirts with you. He tries to flirt too, but he doesn’t receive the reaction he hoped for. This is Adrian x Male!Reader.

Happy Anniversary: Adrian avoids you all day, only for you to come home to find a surprise for your wedding anniversary. This is Adrian x GN!Reader.

Get A Room: When you fall asleep on Adrian after a mission, he carries you to your room and spends the night. The two of you are teased by the entire team. This is Adrian x GN!Reader.

Just Shut Up and Hold Me: You ponder changing your major and your roommate Adrian awkwardly comforts you in a time of stress and depression. This is Adrian x GN!Reader. This is a College AU.

Why Is This So Surprising?: The team sees a softer side to Adrian as he helps his partner calm down when they get upset in front of the team after a bad mission. This is Adrian x GN!Reader.

You Gotta Get Better At Lying: You’re a civilian with a superhero boyfriend. It was working out pretty well for you both until one day when you’re hanging out in his best friend’s trailer and you get stuck in the crossfire. Angst with a happy ending. This is based on episode 6. This is Adrian x GN!Civilian!Reader.

More Than I’m Willing To Lose: After Project Butterfly ARGUS decided to make some new additions to the team. You and Adrian have been secretly, hopelessly in love with each other for a year now, but are unaware of the other person’s feelings. Tired of waiting for Adrian, you decide to go on a date with someone else that doesn’t end very well. This is Adrian x GN!Reader. Multi-part/Complete.

Home Is Wherever You Are: After accidentally time traveling to the year 1994 you try to lay low until you’re rescued, so you don’t change the future. When an overworked newly divorced waitress asks you if you would like to nanny her kids and their friend in exchange for food and a place to sleep you wonder what’s the worst one family could do to effect the timeline. You never expected to find your boyfriend’s 3 year old self, his 12 year old brother, 13 year old Christopher Smith. This is Adrian x GN!Reader w/ platonic!Chris. Multi-Part/Complete.

Stuck With You: When the team sticks their newest member with Vigilante, everyone feels bad for you, but you’re grateful to have him around when you run into something from your past and lose your cool. This is Adrian x GN!Reader.

You Look Like Shit: Adrian helps you calm down at the end of a stressful work week. This is Adrian x GN!Reader.

F*ck You?: Adrian has his own secret way of asking you to sleep with him. This is Adrian x GN!Reader.

Adrian x Autistic!Reader Headcanons

ALL WARNINGS ARE LISTED IN THE ORIGINAL POSTS

[methethgfan]

The 49th Hunger Games

“That’s it, Brainy. You fought well. Now come to me. I’ll make it short. I won’t hurt you much, I promise,” he said to her with an evil smile on his face as he swam towards her. She looked at the taser in her hands, hesitated, then turned it on and threw it into the water. Wiress watched him being electrocuted from afar, and listened to his blood-curdling death cries.

Hickory, dickory, dock. The mouse ran up the clock. The clock struck one, The mouse ran down, Hickory, dickory, dock...

The arena: A beautiful, mountainous landscape with many great lakes and large forests. Small, wooden huts were to be found at certain places in the arena, always hidden behind enormous trees ascending to the dark sky. The Cornucopia was standing in a rather remote area, on a willow, far away from the largest lake in the middle of the arena, and behind the forest that encircled every other part of the arena. Thus, the tributes were forced to enter the forest, whether they liked it or not. The ground was always muddy because it was constantly raining. The air was so fresh that it was painful to take a deep breath. The temperature, neither too hot nor too cold, was another bonus. But the appearance was deceiving. Mutated piranhas living in the largest lake were longing for human flesh eagerly: if a tribute entered the lake with blood on their body, the piranhas immediately started attacking them. Therefore, it was very important to double-check whether one had blood somewhere on oneself before entering that lake. More danger was guaranteed with mutated frogs living by the lake, but luckily, none of the tributes were killed by them. The 49th Hunger Games were a little different than previous years: when there were only ten tributes left, Xander Holliehopp, the Hunger Games announcer, announced an exciting news: he invited the tributes to a game, more precisely, a quest. Chests were hidden in certain places in the arena, containing everything ranging from food and weapons to special equipment. At regular intervals he would give them a riddle, and the correct solution would lead the tributes to the respective chests. The discovery of a chest was announced with trumpet sounds so that other tributes wouldn’t search for it in vain. That way, the Gamemakers hoped to bring the tributes together in order to have them fight each other. Suddenly, those with little chances of winning had equal, if not better chances…

The tributes: This year’s Career pack consisted of highly skilled fighters. They all received at least 9 points during their individual training sessions, and two of them even got 11 points. A few other tributes were promising as well, but the majority didn’t know how to fight, let alone hold a weapon properly. Thus, many people were certain that a Career would win the Games for the third time in a row now. In fact, they felt so certain that several news agencies sent their journalists onto the streets of the Capitol to conduct interviews and ask the people which one of the Careers had the best chances of winning (”1, 2, or 4 - Who is it worth rooting for?”). Good thing the Games were always good for a surprise...

The names of the tributes were...

Warning: Some readers may find the following text disturbing. Reader discretion is advised.

Ten tributes died during the Cornucopia bloodbath. The Careers proved to be very talented fighters. Eight tributes escaped the bloodbath without getting involved in any fights with their opponents.

24. Scarlett Briggs (age: 15 | skill: x | training score: 3 | days survived: 0): Female tribute from District 8. Scarlett was the first tribute to be killed: the girl from District 2 sent a knife to the back of her head.

23. Foncer Warwick (age: 18 | skill: x | training score: 5 | days survived: 0): Male tribute from District 9. Foncer was killed by the girl from 4 on his way to the Cornucopia.

22. Daizy Munt (age: 15 | skill: x | training score: 4 | days survived: 0): Female tribute from District 11. Daizy wasn’t planning to run towards the Cornucopia, but she didn’t want to leave it empty-handed either. She had just bent down to pick up a pair of socks lying on the ground not far from her own platform when she was hit by a knife belonging to the boy from 2.

21. Linen Nash (age: 13 | skill: x | training score: 2 | days survived: 0): Male tribute from District 8. Linen was killed by the girl from District 2. While he had been searching a box for useful supplies, the girl had caught him in a headlock from behind and broken his neck. Never before had a female tribute done that, which is why the viewers were highly impressed with her.

20. Gage Hoberry (age: 18 | skill: bodily strength | training score: 7 | days survived: 0): Male tribute from District 6. Right at the start of the Games, Gage got into a fight with the boy from District 1. Both had grabbed a backpack at the same time. And although the boy from 1 would have the entire Cornucopia for himself and the other Careers, he still didn’t want to let go of the small backpack that could have been live-saving for Gage (“You can have everything else you want!” – “But I want this, buddy!”). Gage was stabbed to death by him.

19. Kernel Renvin (age: 16 | skill: bodily strength | training score: 6 | days survived: 0): Female tribute from District 9. Female tribute from District 9. Kernel had succeeded in collecting some supplies at the Cornucopia, but when she attempted to run to safety, she was attacked by the girl from District 4. Kernel survived the attack and could’ve easily run away, but instead, decided to fight the girl (“Oh, no. You shouldn’t have done that, sweetie. Not with me!”). They wrestled on the ground for a while until the boy from District 4 showed up and killed her with his trident.

18. Thyme Fernsby (age: 18 | skill: x | training score: 3 | days survived: 0): Male tribute from District 12. Although Thyme was one of the oldest tributes, he was very weak physically. Having dealt with hunger his entire lifetime, he weighed at least sixty pounds less than his age-mates. Thyme was overpowered and killed by the girl from District 4.

17. Saline Declan (age: 14 | skill: x | training score: 3 | days survived: 0): Female tribute from District 5. Saline was killed by the boy from 1 on her way to the Cornucopia.

16. Cash Stasbury (age: 14 | skills: bodily strength, speed | training score: 8 | days survived: 0): Male tribute from District 11. Male tribute from District 11. People were taken aback when it was revealed that Cash was only 14 years old: he was tall and physically very fit. It was no surprise that he scored 8 points at training. Cash was already searching the Cornucopia for weapons before the Careers had reached it. Although originally looking for a spear, other weapons were tempting for him as well, which is why he wasted too much time there. The Careers – the two boys from 1 and 2 – reached him before he could escape. The boy from District 2 seriously injured him (“That’s what you get, you stinky frugivore.”) and then walked away to grab another weapon. Cash bled to death short time later.

15. Norah Nell (age: 15 | skill: speaking | training score: 8 | days survived: 0): Female tribute from District 6. Norah was the only child of Jetta Nell, victor of the 18th Hunger Games. It frequently happened that children or other close relatives of former victors were chosen as tributes. And because of their family backgrounds, these tributes have always attracted a lot of attention. In Norah’s case, however, it was her personality that made people like her from the beginning: funny, witty, self-ironic, adorable. A brilliant speaker and stand-up comedian. Her interview with Caesar Flickerman was an emotional rollercoaster because she would make the audience burst out laughing just to make them cry the next moment. She didn’t even try hard to become their favorite candidate (“Caesar, do you think it’d be possible for me to stay in the Capitol for a few more days? I’ve seen a man with whiskers this morning, and I really want to go back and check whether he was a real cat or just a copy-cat. You may dump me in the arena afterwards – but I wouldn’t complain if you didn’t!”). And even during her individual training session with the Gamemakers, Norah decided to impress them with her talent for stand-up comedy instead – and received 8 points for that (to be fair, the Gamemakers were a little tipsy at that point)! People believed she had a hand for weapons, too, since they didn’t know what talent she had showcased behind closed doors. Inside the arena, Norah decided to run towards the Cornucopia and grab something with her before she left. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the right thing for her to do because she was severely wounded by the boy from District 2. She turned around and limped away while pressing her hand against her abdomen to stop the bleeding. Minutes later, she collapsed to the ground and died of blood loss. Her death left the people in the Capitol devastated, and some people even demanded to hold a nationwide moment of silence for her (which, of course, was denied). This was the very first time in the history of the Games that a tribute had become one of the top favorites of the Capitol audience despite they hadn’t survived a day in the arena.

A total of 14 tributes had survived the bloodbath. The Careers began searching for more victims that same day. But it turned out to be a hard task: apparently, the others were too good at hiding. The unsuccessful search (that lasted for a full three days) was very depressing for the Careers. They felt weak compared to Careers of previous years who had always found their competitors very quickly. The psychological pressure, and the increasing feeling of looking nothing but stupid while wandering around the entire arena, resulted in one Career putting the blame on another (”If you wouldn’t walk so slow!”, “Stop being so loud!”, “You never listen to me!”, “I told you we should’ve searched for them in the afternoon!”). And the hot temper of some worsened everything even more...

14. Volta Finley (age: 16 | skill: x | training score: 4 | days survived: 3): Male tribute from District 5. Volta survived the Cornucopia bloodbath because he didn’t even participate in it: he had turned around and run away immediately. And since he had no blood on his body, he crossed the great lake without any problems with the piranhas (which he didn’t even notice) by clinging to a boat with one hand and rotating his other arm wildly to push himself forward. Soon he realized that his clothes were apparently holding him on the surface, which is why he let go of the boat and stopped moving. Indeed, he was floating on the surface. Volta reached the opposite bank a few minutes later, and after wandering around the woods for a while, came across a small hut that was well-hidden by giant trees. He remained there until on the fourth day he was so hungry that he decided to leave his hiding place to find something to eat. He was found by the Careers shortly afterwards. Volta had tried to run away from them but slipped on the muddy ground. The Careers were happy that they had finally found another victim, but they couldn’t decide which one of them should kill him because everyone wanted to carry it out (”Leave it with me.” - “No way, he's mine!”). Eventually, they agreed upon killing him together: one after one, the Careers stabbed Volta until the cannon went off.

13. Sable Archer (age: 17 | skill: bodily strength | training score: 7 | days survived: 5): Female tribute from District 10. Sable and her district partner were classmates, which is why they immediately allied with each other once they had entered the arena. Both were well-built and ready to put their lives at risk. Both ran towards the Cornucopia and grabbed everything they could, they didn’t even think twice. The way they wandered around the arena without showing any signs of fear or anxiety very much resembled Careers. It was unusual for a non-Career to act like this inside the arena, which is why both appeared as likely contenders for the victory. Plus, Sable looked very pretty with her strong physique, wavy blonde hair, protruding cheekbones, and dark blue eyes. Thus, it wasn’t surprising that she received a sponsoring gift on the second day (a sandwich box), and another on the fourth day (a cheesecake) because she was craving sweets. Her district partner on the other hand had received nothing. Therefore, it was very normal for him to be envious of Sable. And as it’s expected from a true ally, Sable even shared her sponsoring gifts with him. But what seemed to be usual envy was actually hatred. Her district partner knew that this wouldn’t go on forever, that in the end, their ways would part, if Sable didn’t kill him first since she was the one receiving all the sponsoring gifts, not him, and therefore wouldn’t have a problem surviving on her own. But these were his thoughts, not Sable’s. And these thoughts quickly turned into a murder plot. Armed with nothing more than a kitchen knife, her district partner decided to put his plan into practice. He prepared lunch with plants and fish they had collected before and the leftover cheesecake, and when both were having lunch, he heaped praise on Sable for being sponsored, and then hugged her (”What would I do without you?”). Sable was very surprised by that since the two had never been close, but she wasn’t suspicious. Instead, she tried to swallow the cheesecake, uttering “Oh, uhm, it’s OK”. But her district partner didn’t let go of her, and embraced her with all his strength combined. Sable tried to shake him off, now being alarmed, but it was too late: her district partner pulled out his kitchen knife and stabbed her in the back (”But every good story needs to come to an end”).

12. Oakley Huntsman (age: 15 | skills: hiding, speed | training score: 4 | days survived: 6): Female tribute from District 12. Oakley’s parents were merchants, they owned a small bakery in District 12. That’s why she was well-fed in contrast to her slender district partner. At the start of the Games, Oakley had been indecisive as to whether she should try her luck and take some supplies with her, or run away immediately. Finally, she decided to run towards a backpack a few meters away, and to her surprise, managed to grab it and escape. The boy from 2 threw a knife in her direction, but Oakley was fast and smart enough to zigzag away. The backpack turned out to be a gold mine: it comprised plenty of snacks, a rope, a pocketknife, an empty water bottle, and two small, metallic objects Oakley couldn’t identify. They looked identical and resembled stones. Their surface, however, wasn’t smooth: instead, it seemed as if they had handles. Oakley tried everything that came to her mind to find out what exactly she was holding in her hands (”What on earth?...”). When she couldn’t think of anything else, she held the objects against the wall of the small hut in which she was hiding. But nothing happened. Disappointed, she wanted to put the two objects into her backpack, but they seemed to be glued to the wall. With great difficulty, Oakley managed to detach the objects from the wall by slightly rotating them. Apparently, she was in possession of magnets sticking on any type of surfaces. But she still didn’t know how to make use of them, until in the early hours of the second day, she woke up to voices nearby. As if she had already unknowingly prepared herself for such a situation, she packed all her things together, strapped her backpack on, and took the magnets in her hands. Then she jumped out of the window (that she had left open in order to listen to suspicious noises nearby more easily), held the magnets alternately against the outside wall of the hut, and climbed onto the roof. She heard some people entering the hut at that precise moment, and recognized them by their voices: the Careers looking for victims. Oakley kept still and waited for them to leave, but the Careers seemed to be in no hurry. Just at that moment it started raining, and Oakley got soaking wet while she was lying there face down, too scared to move. After what felt like an eternity, the Careers finally left. Oakley didn’t change her hiding place because she thought it was very unlikely the Careers would enter her hut again. She remained there till the seventh day. In order to kill time, she grated branches the wind had driven through the open window of the hut using her pocketknife. Suddenly, lightning struck her hut and set it on fire: the Gamemakers wanted to lure her out of her hiding place. Oakley, who had been startled by the sudden noise, cut her finger but didn’t realize it because she was rushing to leave her hiding place alive. She wandered around for some time, but didn’t feel safe at where she was, which is why she decided to cross the great lake. She grabbed a boat, but was too afraid to hop into it in case someone would see her. Hence, she used it as driftwood. The moment her bleeding finger touched the water, she was ripped to pieces by mutated piranhas.

11. Amos Saywell (age: 16 | skill: kitchen knife | training score: 7 | days survived: 7): Male tribute from District 10. After he had murdered his ally (and collected her sponsoring gifts), all hell broke loose in District 10. A large crowd protested in front of the Justice Building, demanding that the Gamemakers should make Amos’ time in the arena a living hell. This was the first time a district had done this. The Gamemakers, however, were in raptures about Amos because he had given the viewers in the Capitol exactly what they had wanted: entertainment. And the Gamemakers were very fond of such tributes. A street interview conducted in District 10 convinced most people that returning to his home district was probably not the smartest idea for Amos. One particular interview stood out the most because the interviewee was a close relative of the female tribute (”What do you think of him?” - “What I think of him? He’s a real shame, that’s what I think! And if he should ever come back, I know exactly what I’m gonna do with him”). After that interview, people started calling him “Amos, shame-os”. Of course Amos didn’t have a clue what was going on in District 10, although he was clever enough to assume his actions would have consequences. But that was the last thing on his mind, what was important now was that he somehow had to survive the Games. When he was rambling through the woods, he forgot to smear his footprints on the muddy ground. Tracking him down was therefore child’s play for the Careers: the girl from District 2 sent a knife into his right shoulder, and the entire Career pack ran after him (”You can’t escape from us!” - “He really thinks he can run away from us! How cute!”). But when Amos ran towards the lakeshore, the Careers stopped: he was just about to enter the great lake with a bleeding wound. The Careers watched him jumping into the water (”Who’s gonna tell him?” said the boy from 1 jokingly) and being torn into pieces by the piranhas. Amos screamed in pain, but not for help. His last words before he was decapitated, were: “Sable! Forgive me!”.

Day 7: “Dear tributes, I hereby open the Quest. Remember, every two days you’ll be given a riddle that you’ve to solve in order to find the respective chest. In total there will be three riddles. Now you may be wondering why you should play along. Well, there won’t be any sponsoring gifts during this time. So, if your supplies are running low, or you simply want to get your hands on unique weapons and special equipment, this is your chance. Ladies and Gentlemen, here is the First Riddle. Good luck! ‘A piece of art. Standing there, apart. Maybe you'll find a dart? What else wants your heart?’”

10. Munira Kirklyn (age: 16 | skill: x | training score: 6 | days survived: 7): Female tribute from District 7. Munira’s family belonged to the upper class of District 7, meaning she hadn’t spent her childhood with cutting trees. Therefore, she had never actually used an axe, which was rather unusual for someone living in 7. Still, she pretended that she had a way with axes, and tried to impress the Gamemakers by swinging an axe. They weren’t highly impressed by her, but still gave her a 6 because they convinced themselves that she - a tribute from 7, the lumber district - had been cutting trees at home daily. But once Munira was inside the arena, it turned out that she hadn’t. She allied herself with her district partner, and hoped to survive with his help. Munira was very adventurous, and never hesitated following her partner around the arena. After the Gamemakers had revealed they would soon propose them riddles, the boy from her district suggested them to ally themselves with both tributes from District 3 (”They’re clever. I’m sure we’d find the chests more quickly that way. We need them.”). Hence, both began searching for them without taking a break (”We need to find them before they announce the first riddle, Munira.” - “What are you going to do, if we wouldn’t need their help anymore?” - “Get rid of them.”). And indeed, they found the two climbing up a mountain (”We won’t hurt you, promise!” - “Here, you can have our weapons. Or you know what? We’re throwing them away, see.”). The girl from 3 was hesitant, but the boy from 3 thought this alliance would benefit them since neither one of them knew how to fight. Therefore, the tributes from 7 could serve as their bodyguards. So, they accepted their offer. Only a few minutes later, the announcer proposed them the first riddle, and the girl from 3 solved it in a few seconds (”Art, apart, dart, heart... Start! The Cornucopia - that’s where everything started!”). The boy from 7 felt vindicated that he had made the right decision. They ran as fast as they could in the direction of the Cornucopia, but when they were inside the woods, Munira ran against a force field that threw her backwards, and her heart stopped. The two from 3 stopped to help her, but the boy from 7 told them to move on (”There’s nothing you can do for her! Hurry!”).

Day 9: “Ladies and Gentlemen, here is the Second Riddle. Good luck! ‘Careful, stay where you are! And don't listen, even though they say "Come in!". Waiting for red, waiting for dead. Step in, and they'll tear your skin.’”

9. Tiber Yusko (age: 18 | skills: close combat, knife | training score: 10 | days survived: 10): Male tribute from District 2. Just like some of his allies, Tiber had volunteered as a tribute. He was a tall muscleman who was very gifted at close combat. But surprisingly, he preferred throwing knives at his opponents instead of using his body strength to his advantage. The viewers, however, gradually became more and more annoyed by him. Reason for that was his way of talking: his vocabulary was very limited, he would use vile language, and constantly tell anti-jokes. He was also the main reason why the Career pack had a hard time searching for victims: he would unintentionally set them on the wrong track by claiming to know where the other tributes were hiding (”Believe me, my instinct is inevitable” - “You mean inerrable?” - “Yeah, whatever”). After the first riddle was announced, the Careers racked their brains over where the chest might be (”Piece of art? Sounds like a portrait to me. Or a picture?” - “I feel like it’s right under our nose.” - “Wait! Could it be the sky? That’s the only artsy thing here.” - “Right! And darts could be, you know, thunders?” - “That really makes sense. So I guess the chest will come with a parachute or something?”). And while others were searching for the chest, the Careers just stood there, hopefully staring at the sky, until a trumpet sound told them that someone else had found the chest. They embarrassed themselves yet again on the ninth day (”I think this one’s pretty obvious” - “Yeah - ‘stay where you are’ - like, don’t move or you’ll be torn to pieces.” - “Wait, what are you guys talking about?” - “The mines at the Cornucopia. They’ll explode once you touch the ground before the Games are officially opened.” - “But what about the ‘come in’ part?” - “The Cornucopia. Because it’s so tempting.” - “Makes sense!” - “So, what are you waiting for? Let’s go and get that chest!”). But when they were standing at the Cornucopia, proud of themselves for having solved the riddle, the boy from 1 suddenly facepalmed (”Wait - no! The lake! The piranhas! Go, go!”), but it was too late: a trumpet sound was heard at that very moment. Thereupon, the Careers blamed each other for that mistake (”How stupid of you to think the chest would be hidden inside the Cornucopia!” - “You had the same idea!” - “Hold your horses!” - “What are you, a groom?”). The Careers hadn’t gotten along very well since the start of the Games, but after not being able to find the chest for the second time, their relationship was finally shattered. They had eaten up their supplies, and thus, were starving for the first time in their lives. It all came to a bitter end on the tenth day...

8. Isla Shaw (age: 17 | skill: katana | training score: 9 | days survived: 10): Female tribute from District 4. Since the two previous Games had been won by tributes from Districts 1 and 2, many people hoped a tribute from 4 would come out as victor this time. And Isla seemed to fulfill all the requirements needed: with fiery hair, petrol blue eyes, and delicate pink lips, she was another tribute who captivated people across Panem. She was a talented fighter as well. During her interview with Caesar Flickerman, Isla seduced the audience with her looks and charming manner. Many people were betting on her. However, viewers were disappointed to see that Isla never stood up for things she believed were right, and instead did what she was told without ever contradicting her allies (”But what if the chest is at the la-” - “Isla, we’ve already solved the riddle. It’s at the Cornucopia. Aren’t you listening?”). On the tenth day, Isla found pouched food in the backpack of the boy from 1, while she and the others were starving. Isla gathered all her courage and confronted the boy in front of everyone (”I thought you were starving?” - “What are you talking about?” - “I found this in your backpack.” - “Yeah, sure. I guess it’s yours and you’re just too scared to admit” - “You, I- How dare you say that!”). Things escalated once the other Careers got involved (”I always thought you were the type of person to do such thing, Isla” - “On the contrary, Awes seems to have the word “thief” written all over his face.” - “Why don’t we just calm down and share the food?” - “Oh, shut up!” - “Fine, I pouched it. It’s not my fault you’re all too dumb to have done it as well.”). That’s when several Careers drew their weapons... Capitol’s favorite (4th-choice).

7. Strawberry Fair (age: 16 | skill: | training score: 9 | days survived: 10): Female tribute from District 1. Strawberry was the third child of Lovejoy Fair, victor of the 27th Hunger Games. She grew up in the shadow of her mother, and because of her mother’s popularity in their home district, people expected her children to be as talented as their mother was. Thus, Strawberry was constantly compared to her mother, the honorable victor from District 1. Unlike her siblings, Strawberry was the only one of “reaping age”. Her siblings had never dared to volunteer as tributes, much to the disapproval of their mother, who was eager to make history by becoming the very first victor with another victor as their child. Only her elder brother had attempted to participate in the 48th Hunger Games, but another volunteer had been picked as the male tribute of that year instead (and Strawberry’s brother had secretly been very glad about that). Therefore, Strawberry was her mother’s last chance to rise to fame yet again, and she didn’t want to disappoint her. She promised her that she would volunteer as a tribute once she had reached the age of 17. But when her name was called during the Reaping, it was no longer necessary for her to wait for so long. As it’s typical for Career districts, another girl immediately volunteered, and the Capitol escort asked Strawberry whether she would like to give her place to that girl instead. Strawberry didn’t answer immediately. She turned to her mother who was sitting behind her on the stage, inconspicuously shaking her head, and then said “No, I’m fine”. Not because she didn’t want to disappoint her, but because she didn’t want to dwell in her shadow for the rest of her life. Strawberry turned heads in the revealing red cashmere dress she was wearing for the interviews, with a golden strawberry pattern on it. Inside the arena, she wore her blonde hair in a ponytail that was secured with a strawberry hair clip. The Capitol audience was already in love with her before they had seen her fighting. When a fight broke out on the tenth day, Strawberry got into a fight with the girl from 2, and was fatally injured by her. Capitol’s favorite (3rd-choice).

6. Jigger Seelig (age: 16 | skill: trident | training score: 9 | days survived: 10): Male tribute from District 4. Jigger was a cute boy with an innocent face. He seemed to be much younger than 16, which is why he looked out of place next to his tall and strongly built allies. During his interview with Caesar Flickerman, Jigger was constantly blushing and smiling shyly (”So, Jigger, tell us something about yourself” - “I... uhm... so...” - “Oh, no need to blush! I promise we won’t tell anyone!” - “I’m actually a very shy person, Caesar...” - “Well, looks like you didn’t show that side to the Gamemakers - 9 points! Congratulations on that.”). But behind the curtain was a boy who enjoyed killing to the fullest. Thus, everyone was surprised to see how dangerous he actually was. While some Careers, including his district partner, got into a physical fight on the tenth day, Jigger didn’t interfere, and instead secretly put the food in his pockets. When he was about to run away, the boy from 1 chased after him (”I’m afraid it’s not so easy!”), and broke his neck. Capitol’s favorite (5th-choice).

5. Tosca Tyrell (age: 18 | skills: bodily strength, sword | training score: 11 | days survived: 10): Female tribute from District 2. It didn’t happen very often that a female tribute had such an intimidating effect on others. Tosca was muscular and the tallest out of all Careers. Many of her male opponents looked like a joke next to her. Most people were certain she would make it to the final battle, if not win the Games. But things turned out differently. Tosca punched the boy from 1 in the face after she had learned that he had secretly pouched food. This set off a chain reaction: the boy from 1 tried to give her a headbutt, but the boy from 2 shoved him to the ground. The girl from 1 went in between to keep the three apart, but was slapped in the face by the boy from 2. Suddenly, they faced each other armed. All the frustration of the last days had built up in such a way that the Careers lost their temper. The girl from 4 tried running away but Tosca rammed a sword into her back before the boy from 1, who had just killed the boy from 4, slit her throat. Capitol’s favorite (2nd-choice).

4. Copper Emmens (age: 15 | skills: intelligence, inventiveness | training score: 5 | days survived: 10): Male tribute from District 3. Copper was very intelligent just like his district partner. They quickly became friends in the arena, and helped each other surviving it by inventing things. The viewers were highly impressed by them, but still believed neither of them would win the Games. Although very clever, he wasn’t good at judging people which unfortunately sealed his fate. Capitol’s favorite (7th-choice).

Day 11: “Ladies and Gentlemen, here is the Third Riddle. Good luck! ‘Ascending to the bright sky. You're asking why? Because they're hiding something from the eye. A perfect place for a spy!’”

3. Awes Castellan (age: 18 | skills: bodily strength, sword | training score: 11 | days survived: 11): Male tribute from District 1. Awes was another volunteer, ready to risk anything in order to win the Games. After the other Careers were dead, he took the food with him (”Morons...”) and calmly walked away while eating crackers. Awes had good chances of winning, if it hadn’t been for the surprise his final opponent had in store for him... Capitol’s favorite (1st-choice).

2. Veneer Foye (age: 17 | skill: axe | training score: 8 | days survived: 11): Male tribute from District 7. Veneer was very smart and determined. He was also very elusive. But above all, he was a great actor. He enjoyed the attention he received as a tribute to the fullest, and always made sure to act for the cameras. Although the viewers seemed to understand the nature of Veneer’s opponents by the time they had entered the arena, Veneer still remained a mystery to them. By joining forces with the tributes from 3, he hoped to solve the riddles and find the respective chests. And indeed, they found two chests (the first containing a tracking device that was able to find tributes thanks to the trackers injected into their arms, and the second baskets filled with food supplies), before their alliance split. Veneer showed his true colours near the end of the Games after the cannon went off several times, announcing the deaths of the Careers. Veneer had miscalculated the cannon shots, wrongly thinking the only survivors beside him were his two remaining allies from District 3. That’s when the horror began... Capitol’s favorite (6th-choice).

1. Wiress Thorner (age: 15 | skills: technology, intelligence, inventiveness | training score: 4 | days survived: 11): Victor of the 49th Hunger Games from District 3. Wiress was an inconspicuous girl with short brown hair and ashen skin. She was reserved and preferred not to display her emotions. During her interview with Caesar Flickerman, she gave him such clever answers that he had difficulties keeping up with her. He also gave her the nickname “Brainy”. Among other things, she told him about her inventions and discoveries. In addition, she could express herself excellently, and knew more than anyone else - like a mobile encyclopaedia. Furthermore, her instinct was very reliable: Wiress had great insight into human nature, and sensed things way before they happened. But her opponents underestimated her, thinking she wouldn’t need her brains in the arena. Wiress, however, proved on many occasions that she was way ahead of them: when she was soaking wet after fishing with her ally in a small lake (they had built the angling rods themselves), she took off her clothes and hung them on a temporary clothesline so that it would dry faster in the cool air. Together with her ally, she also devised a water filter system by collecting sand, gravel, moss, a piece of cloth and coal, the latter had been sent to them by a sponsor. While others wandered around the arena helplessly, Wiress and her district partner used every possible resource the arena offered them. When the tributes from 7 wanted to join forces with them, Wiress intended to decline, but her district partner thought it was a better idea to accept the offer. Wiress disliked the boy from 7 because he was the only tribute she wasn’t able to judge, and thus, couldn’t outguess. But she had no other option than joining them. She was always very careful around him, and watched him closely to understand his complex nature. Wiress always thought about running away, but was afraid the boy would kill her district partner. On the tenth day, she tried to persuade her district partner that the boy from 7 was highly dangerous, and was intending to kill both of them very soon (”Copper, he is up to something. We better leave him now before it’s too late.” - “Wiress, you’re just overthinking. He’s just pretending to be dangerous, that’s all.”). Her district partner, however, told her that he wouldn’t be able to fight both of them on his own, regardless of his fighting skills. But Wiress was still convinced something bad was going to happen very soon. Hours later, when the three were sitting inside a hut, the cannon suddenly went off multiple times, announcing the deaths of several Careers - 5 out of 6, which meant that one Career was still alive, reducing the total number of players to four. Wiress was already on her feet and ready to escape, when the boy from 7 rushed forward and stabbed the boy from 3 to death. Wiress escaped through the window and ran away as fast as she could, but the boy from 7 wasn’t in a hurry (”You can’t run forever!”). Wiress ran through the woods until she sought refuge inside another small hut which also happened to be the place where the third and final chest was hidden. But Wiress didn’t realize that at first: she was trembling uncontrollably, and had difficulties breathing normally. Then she noticed the chest, opened it, and found a taser inside it. An hour later, she heard a twig snapping, and looked up to see the boy from 1 standing at the window and directy looking at her with a creepy smile on his face (”Peek-a-boo!”). He entered the hut through the door, and approached Wiress, grinning (”Didn’t expect to find you here, I must admit. But I’m not mad about it.”). After standing in front of her for a minute, he decided to try out something new (”I haven’t choked anybody. Yeah, I think it’s about time.”), and slowly approached Wiress who was just staring at him in horror. Then he suddenly screamed and sank to the ground: Wiress was holding the taser in her hand. While he was trying to get up, Wiress grabbed a knife that had slipped out of his pocket. The boy tried shaking off the paralysis caused by the taser, and then approached Wiress again (”You little rat.”). He raised his hand, ready to strike her, when he suddenly stopped moving: Wiress had rammed the knife in his throat. Thereupon, the boy coughed and splattered her entire face with blood. Wiress sank to the ground, teetering back and forth while lethargically staring at her bloody hands and the dead boy lying in front of her. She was too traumatized by the death of her district partner, her friend and companion, and the horrible death of the boy from 1, to feel any other emotion than horror. Half an hour later, a sudden knock at the door startled her out of her thoughts (”Knock, knock! I know you’re in there, Brainy. Won’t you open the door for me? Oh, that’s rude, Brainy. I thought you were clever.”). Wiress slowly got up, moved to the window, carefully looked out, and then escaped the hut through it. She leaned against the wall, unable to move due to fear. Suddenly, the boy from 7 showed up right above her: he had climbed onto the roof and now looked down at her with a broad smile on his face (”Tick tock, time is running, Wiress! Aren’t you tired of playing the cat-and-mouse game? I mean, it’s a lot of fun, but let’s better end this right now.”). Wiress ran away again, this time in the direction of the nearest lake. She swam across that lake until reaching the shore. The boy from 7 calmly followed her (”I totally forgot about that boy. You’ve killed him on your own? I’m very impressed! Too bad you won’t be lucky this time.”). Wiress put her hand in her pocket, holding the taser, while staring at the boy who was still grinning, unaware what was expecting him (“That’s it, Brainy. You fought well. Now come to me. I’ll make it short. I won’t hurt you much, I promise.”). He then laughed at the sight of her (”Just a tiny little bit. Tick tock, the time is up!”). That’s when Wiress turned the taser on and threw it into the water. She watched him being electrocuted from afar, and listened to his blood-curdling death cries. The cannon went off, and she sank to the ground yet again, teetering back and forth while singing a nursery rhyme (”Hickory, dickory, dock. The mouse ran up the clock. The clock struck one, the mouse ran down, hickory, dickory, dock.”). She remained in that position even after the hovercraft had showed up to bring her away, and got up fifteen minutes later, still in great shock. Capitol’s favorite (8th-choice).

Wiress was never the same. Although her mentor, Beetee Latier, had protested that she shouldn’t be interviewed due to her condition, Wiress was still brought on stage. But she didn’t talk. The Capitol was not happy with a victor like her. President Snow initially believed that she was just acting so that the Capitol would leave her alone, but then realized she wasn’t. Wiress lived in seclusion until she became friends with Beetee: he reminded her of a friend she had lost in the arena. During the 75th Hunger Games, Wiress kept having flashbacks of her first Games: the clock arena reminded her of Veneer’s catchphrase (”Tick, tock!”), and the blood rain reminded her of the time Awes had splattered her face with blood. That’s why she had been too shocked to tell her allies about what she had found out about the arena, and had been repeating “Tick, tock!” over and over again. As if the ghosts of those two boys had appeared decades later to haunt her again.

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*Capitol favorites attracted Capitol citizens’ (and therefore whole Panem’s) attention the most. Various reasons for this included their unique skills, impressive deeds or exciting storylines. More screen time made it easier for them to survive in the arena compared to less noticed tributes (e.g. in terms of sponsor gifts). Also, there was a lower risk for them to be exposed to the Gamemaker’s arbitrariness (e.g. mutts, different dangers) due to contributing to the viewer’s excitement. The higher their placement (1st, 2nd, 3rd…), the better. Nevertheless, the possibility of encountering dangers in the arena was never completely ruled out.

Sorry for any language mistakes. English is not my native language. Please let me know about any mistakes I have made.

I’d be grateful for your feedback! I spend A LOT of time writing all of this, so I’d really like to know what you think.

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Other finished recaps: The 1st, 25th, 36th, 50th, 65th, 68th, 69th, and 70th Hunger Games

[eyebeastposts]

Fan Fiction Road: Altar of EyeBeast Results

The votes have been cast and the winners have been decided. Let’s go over how things panned out and answer some of the questions given to me through the survey. To start, I’ll go over each scenario, the character picks for each, and some general thoughts about each one. I’ll be covering each scenario in the order of popularity.

Scenario C) Royal Reversal-49 votes

1.      Midna (Zelda)-17

2.      Wonder Woman (DC)-14

3.      Lucina (Fire Emblem)-11

4.      Jasmine (Disney)-10

5.      Satsuki (Kill La Kill) and Risky Boots (Shantae)-9

6.      Sonia (Danganronpa)-8

7.      Karin (Street Fighter) and Catarina (My Life as a Villainess)-6

8.      Emelia (Re:Zero)-3

-I’m honestly surprised this one got the top spot considering the subject matter. If I were to return to this scenario, I’d probably reverse the genders and ask for only male subjects to go through the transformation. As for the winner, Midna, you’ll find the results to which version was picked down below.

Scenario A) Couple’s Feast-48 votes

1.      Link + Zelda (Breath of the Wild)-28

2.      Male Reader + Doki Doki Literature Club Girl-13

3.      Joker + Persona 5 Girl-11

4.      Chris + Jill (Resident Evil) and Male Reader + Huniepop Girl-10

5.      Shuichi + Kaede (Danganronpa)-6

6.      Kimihito + Monster Musume Girl-5

7.      Inuyasha + Kagome (Inuyahsa)-4

8.      Ryu + Chun-li (Street Fighter) and Joey + Mai (Yu-Gi-Oh)-3

-Coming up close for second is the mutual weight gain couples. The winning pair is Link and Zelda, coincidentally the one couple I’ve seen the most fat art of together. I’m already considering doing this scenario again, this time focusing on Reader + Popular Vote Girl selections.

Scenario D) Pig Deity-43 votes

1.      Rosalina IMario)-23

2.      Palutena (Kid Icarus)-16

3.      Aqua (Konosuba)-15

4.      Venus (Huniepop)-11

5.      Sophitia (Soulcalibur)-9

6.      Panty (Panty and Stocking) and Holo (Spice and Wolf)-6

7.      Tiki (Fire Emblem)-4

8.      Hestia (Is it Wrong to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon?)-3

9.      Crim (Interspecies Reviewers)-0

-In third place, we have the scenario that’s admittedly the safest of the 5. Rosalina came out on top, strange considering the various choices we had. To be honest, it will probably be a one and done with this scenario. I’ve done plenty of pig stories before and this scenario was the one with the least suggestions. Still, I’ll do my beset to turn the goddess of the cosmos into the goddess of the pig pen.

Scenario B) Princess Makeover-41 votes

1.      Ryuko (Kill La Kill)-20

2.      Korra (Avatar)-18

3.      Lara Croft (Tomb Raider)-15

4.      Chie (Persona 4)-11

5.      Ganondorf (Zelda)-8

6.      Asuka (Evangelion)-7

7.      Kazuma (Konosuba)-6

8.      R. Mika (Street Fighter)-4

9.      Sakura (Street Fighter) and Lady (DMC)-2

-For fourth place, we have the first scenario that doesn’t have any form of weight gain included. I’m kind of glad Ryuko won over Korra, considering Korra already had her time to shine in a previous Fan Fiction Road. I’m also surprised at how high the male options got in comparison, making me consider an all male selection if I do this scenario again.

Scenario E) Pokemon Fusion-29 votes

1.      Whitney/Miltank-29

2.      Roxie/Koffing-15

3.      Sabrina/Slowpoke and Lusamine/Buzzwole-12

4.      May/Slaking and Bea/Hariyama-8

5.      Hilda/Scolipede-4

6.      Cynthia/Garchomp-3

7.      Serena/Mega Charizard X-2

8.      Kiawe/Salazzle-0

-Finally we have Pokemon Fusion, with the somewhat predictable winner of Whitney and her Miltank. Considering how vague this one was in terms of what the final story would contain, I can see why so few people voted for it. That being said, I would consider doing a Fan Fiction Road just with this scenario alone since there are so many combinations to choose from.

Character Popularity Polls:

Persona 5 Girls

1.      Makoto-24

2.      Futaba-13

3.      Ann, Haru, and Kawakami-11

4.      Takemi-8

Monster Musume Girls

1.      Centorea-26

2.      Miia-19

3.      Suu-9

4.      Papi and Rachnera-8

5.      Mero-6

Doki Doki Literature Club Girls

1.      Yuri-31

2.      Monika-23

3.      Natsuki-20

4.      Sayori-8

Huniepop Girls

1.      Nikki-11

2.      Beli-9

3.      Lola-8

4.      Venus-7

5.      Tiffany, Aiko, and Momo-6

6.      Jessie-5

7.      Celeste and Audrey-3

8.      Kyu-2

9.      Kyanna-1

Character Version Polls:

Lara Croft

1. Classic-55

2. Reboot-31

Midna

1. True Form-59

2. Imp Form-31

-I see that shortstacks are a bit more niche for my audience than I thought.

Miscellaneous Polls:

Fan Fiction Road Version Select

1. New-66

2. Old-16

-While I wont’ say that I’ll never go back to the old method, I can promise that I will go back to these varied scenarios again. Perhaps I’ll do smaller selections occasionally to replace a prompt request session or two.

B-Movie Selection:

1. Tremors-41

2. Deep Blue Sea-20

3. Dollman vs Demonic Toys-12

4. From Hell it Came-6

Franchise Select:

1. Mass Effect-36

2. Final Fantasy 7 (Classic)-22

3. Nier Automata-18

4. Xenoblade Chronicles-13

-As much as I despise EA, I have been meaning to give the Mass Effect games a try. I’ll snatch up the first game when it goes on sale and see how it goes. Don’t worry about the other options, I’m going to try to get to each of them eventually.

Questions and Answers:

Q: “ I don’t know if this is required to be filled out, but I’ll fill it out anyway. I like reading your stories when you do release new ones. I thought I’d ask why you don’t put the full content warning at the start of the story, and instead in the description, never understood that. “

A: It’s mostly an aesthetic thing for me. I just think it looks a little gaudy to shove so much information at the start of the story. That being said, this is a Deviantart only issue and who knows how things might change if Eclipse keeps screwing things up.

Q: “Here’s a question, will you try using Mulan based stories or Inuyasha based ones in the future? Just curious. “

A: For Mulan, probably not, really not my style. Inuyasha on the other hand depends on how much people want to see stories based on the characters.

Q: “ 2020 may be a huge bitch but that ain't nothing masturbation and weed can't solve! “

A: True, just make sure to do it in moderation before you’re found stoned out of your mind in the middle of the street with no pants on.

As for the various people that gave me words of encouragement to get through the rest of the year, I can’t express how thankful I am for your support. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some writing to do.

[daleisgreat]

Hell Comes to Frogtown, Grunt: The Wrestling Movie, I Like to Hurt People

It has been a spell since I logged an ‘intentionally bad gifted movie’ entry. For newer readers here, my buddy Matt and I have a long tradition of gifting each other bad movies for Christmas and birthdays, and it least gives me something to rag on here about. Past entries here meeting this bad gift criteria consist of my coverage for Bounty Hunters, Hercules: Reborn and The Tooth Fairy 1 & 2. We have eased up on it this past year or two, but I still have a few sitting in the backlog box and will be covering a video today that is a three-for-one on a disc special titled ‘Wrestling Superstars Triple Feature’. Now we all may be familiar with WWE pushing wrestlers in its movie division going back 16 years, but wrestlers have been in bad straight-to-video films long before that and this disc features 1988’s Hell Comes to Frogtown (trailer), 1985’s I Like to Hurt People (trailer), and 1985’s Grunt: The Wrestling Movie (trailer). I originally watched Hell Comes to Frogtown with Matt on one of our ritual bad movie nights several years ago. It stars Roddy Piper as Sam Hell, fresh off his success in John Carpenter’s They Live. This is a cracked out post-apocalyptic movie where nuclear fallout radiation makes Hell one of the last few non-sterile males. The government discovers him and makes him a deal against his will to contract him to…..traverse the nuclear wastes and impregnate as many women as possible in order to restore the dwindling human population….seriously. The movie tries to not make Hell come off as a creepy serial rapist by having Piper deliver some meek attempts at sympathy and breaking prisoners out of a gang’s Road Warrior-esque facility. This is ridiculously bad, but in a 80s campy-fun sort of way so if you are into so-bad-they-are-good movies, especially two brew-skis in, then Hell Comes to Frogtown will not disappoint.

I Like to Hurt People is a unique beast. It barely comes off as a motion picture and feels more like something I would make if I was a young proactive filmmaker in my teens and decided to make a movie about wrestling and had no idea about assembling a cohesive plot whatsoever. That is essentially I Like to Hurt People which shows several condensed matches interspersed with backstage interviews, TV production staff losing it while trying to keep the wrestlers in check and fans being interviewed outside the ring who are all hyped up for a night at the wrasslin’ matches. I love the geriatric 80s rock soundtrack that plays nearly nonstop throughout the film that brought back fond memories of Miami Connection’s mesmerizing score. 80s NWA/Crockett fans will get a thrill with the nonstop cameos featuring stars like Terry Funk, Dusty Rhodes, The Sheik, Dick the Bruiser, Abdullah the Butcher and Andre the Giant. A controversial non-finish in the main event between Dick the Bruiser and The Sheik is followed up with an interview in the car with Sheik and his manager the Grand Wizard, where Wizard promises revenge in a cage match....and then I Like to Hurt People promptly ends. Again, this does not feel like a complete movie and is difficult to properly judge as a whole, but that aside it was fun to take in and get a dose of the fervor of southern mid-80s wrestling fandom that I Like to Hurt People encapsulates to a T.

While I Like to Hurt People feels like what my first wrestling movie would be like with barely any filmmaking under my belt, Grunt: The Wrestling Movie feels like what my third or fourth wrestling-adjacent film would be like if I got full of myself and would conjure up a silly Disaster Artist-esque plot over a weekend I thought would be a masterpiece, but instead was nonstop bonkers. There is a crazy 1979 flashback backstory in the opening minutes explaining why controversial wrestler ‘Mad Dog Joe’ was thought to have committed suicide after decapitating an opponent in a title defense. Fast forward six years later when the promotion’s management finally decide to vacate Joe’s title and hold a battle royal to crown a new champion. The film then follows a documentary crew who are obsessed that Joe is still alive and will return at the battle royal. Lots of shenanigans ensue as the documentary crew interviews multiple people who harass them and turn them away, with a standout scene transpiring at a hot-button, public access political talk show. Eventually everything culminates at the battle royal, but nothing can save this train wreck. Grunt: The Wrestling Movie takes itself way too seriously, and is not even campy-cheesy-bad, but instead the undesirable straight-up-bad. Avoid this one in the DVD bargain bin at all costs. As a whole, Wrestling Superstars Triple Feature is a semi-decent package, which is glowing praise when compared to this DVD’s cover art! Hell Comes to Frogtown is prime cheesy bad movie night material and I Like to Hurt People is something I would throw in to have on in the background with fellow wrestling fans. Grunt is a complete waste, but as the old adage goes, two out of three isn’t bad! Other Random Backlog Movie Blogs 3 12 Angry Men (1957) 12 Rounds 3: Lockdown 21 Jump Street The Accountant Angry Video Game Nerd: The Movie Atari: Game Over The Avengers: Age of Ultron The Avengers: Infinity War Batman: The Dark Knight Rises Batman: The Killing Joke Batman: Mask of the Phantasm Batman V Superman: Dawn of Justice Bounty Hunters Cabin in the Woods Captain America: Civil War Captain America: The First Avenger Captain America: The Winter Soldier Christmas Eve Clash of the Titans (1981) Clint Eastwood 11-pack Special The Condemned 2 Countdown Creed Deck the Halls Detroit Rock City Die Hard Dredd The Eliminators The Equalizer Dirty Work Faster Fast and Furious I-VIII Field of Dreams Fight Club The Fighter For Love of the Game Good Will Hunting Gravity Guardians of the Galaxy Guardians of the Galaxy Vol 2 Hercules: Reborn Hitman Indiana Jones 1-4 Ink The Interrogation Interstellar Jay and Silent Bob Reboot Jobs Joy Ride 1-3 Major League Man of Steel Man on the Moon Man vs Snake Marine 3-6 Merry Friggin Christmas Metallica: Some Kind of Monster Mortal Kombat National Treasure National Treasure: Book of Secrets Not for Resale Pulp Fiction The Replacements Reservoir Dogs Rocky I-VII Running Films Part 1 Running Films Part 2 San Andreas ScoobyDoo Wrestlemania Mystery The Secret Life of Walter Mitty Shoot em Up Slacker Skyscraper Small Town Santa Steve Jobs Source Code Star Trek I-XIII Sully Take Me Home Tonight TMNT The Tooth Fairy 1 & 2 UHF Veronica Mars Vision Quest The War Wild Wonder Woman The Wrestler (2008) X-Men: Apocalypse X-Men: Days of Future Past

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You’ve Become My Favorite Sin [6]

Alternatively Titled: Heavenly Way to Die

Pairing: Jungkook x Male OC | Angel!Jimin x femdemon!reader

Ratings/Warnings: M for Mature. Cursing, drinking, smut (oral), and Homophobic slurs. Main character death. Also, contains religious themes. 

Word Count: 5.9 k

A/N: Most of this chapter is backstory for Jungkook’s character, but the end does switch back to the present, so you could read this without the first 5 parts but the end will be very confusing. Also, I wanted to do male reader, but I thought that having two people named _____ might be confusing, so please feel free to get rid of Henry and replace it with your name if you’re a male reader looking for some love thank you thats all

Songs: Mercy / Gatekeeper by Hayley Kiyoko, Sanctify by Years & Years, and What A Heavenly Way to Die by Troye Sivan

Summary: When Jimin started questioning his place in the world as an angel, you took it upon yourself to show him the darker side of life. Suddenly, falling from grace doesn’t seem so bad.

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Paris, France: 1947

     Jungkook wasn’t exactly sure how he had ended up at this bar. Earlier in the night his intention had been to get soused and judging by the way he felt, he had reached that goal. 

     The night had gotten off to a rough start, him almost immediately having to deal with some fat-head American whose mission in life must be to attack any and all Japanese men who he runs into. Jungkook was used to this, he had been dealing with it for years now, so he silently pulled his Korean American identification card out of his wallet and presented it with his right hand to the man. His left hand presented the man his middle finger. 

     The fat-head apologized for his slur while Jungkook made note of his uniform. Jungkook still maintained his silence as he pulled his dog tags out from underneath his shirt.

     “Wow I’m an ass,” the fat-head said. “What branch?”

     “Army,” Jungkook replied as he turned back to his drink. “Would have done national guard, but they found out I could speak Japanese, so they didn’t give me a choice.”

     “I’m army as well. National guard is for pussies anyways.”

     “My older brother was national guard, so I would rethink that.”

     “Shit, I’m sorry. Listen man, me and some GIs are having some drinks over here, and you’re welcome to join us.”

      Jungkook looked over to where he pointed and weighed his options. On one hand, he was perfectly content drinking alone until he couldn’t see straight. On the other, he had to admit this was becoming a depressing routine. So, he decided to join them.

     Jungkook never much liked being in the military. He and his brother had enlisted with the only other Korean American in their neighborhood. He had told them about this thing called the Tiger Brigade, a Los Angeles Korean Reserve, and they figured it was a good enough way to fulfill their draft requirement with the least risk to their life. The plan worked for everyone but Jungkook, who probably should have lied when they asked if he knew Japanese. Nevertheless, he passed the test and they shipped him to the Pacific. Sometimes when he laid in bed hoping for sleep to overtake him, he wished that he hadn’t let his grandmother teach him Japanese. He wished that he had ignored her like his brother. 

     But he didn’t. 

     “Did you develop a soul while you were gone, Fitz?” one of the GIs sitting at the table greeted as Jungkook and apparently Fitz approached the table.

     “Turns out, he’s Korean,” Fitz shrugged as he slid into the booth. “and a GI like us.”

     Jungkook slid into the booth after Fitz, as the other GIs ragged on their friend. He began to nervously stroke the rabbit’s foot that he kept clipped to his belt loop. His mom had given him it before he had left for the Pacific and it calmed his nerves.

     From what Jungkook could gather, he and Fitz were the only two of the group that had served in the Pacific leg of the war. As was to be expected in Paris, most of these men had served in the European tour.

     “I heard they gave those cards out, but I’ve never seen one,” Fitz said. “Anyways, I’d like to make a toast to our new friend.” Fitz smiled as he turned to Jungkook. “Success to our army, success to our fleet, may our foes be compelled to bow down at our feet. Here’s to – uh,” Fitz chuckled. “What’s your name?”

     “You can call me Kook.”

     “Kook,” Fitz laughed. “Here’s to Kook, here’s to French women, may these girls be compelled to let him come in ‘em.”

     The table broke out into howling laughter as they raised their glasses. 

     As far as Kook could tell that was hours ago. Now Kook was here with one of the GIs, who he thinks might be called Lazy Eye but there was also a high probability that Jungkook had called him that himself in his head, because he did in fact have a lazy eye. He dare not actually call the guy that just in case it was a horrible insult he had devised on his own time. 

     There were three things that had struck Jungkook odd about this bar: 

 They had asked him for his age when he entered, which was odd because there was no drinking age as far as he knew, and if there was one, he was well over it.

 Jungkook had not seen a girl enter this establishment the entire time he had been here.

 Several men had bought him drinks since he had sat down.

    Lazy Eye had not taken kindly to the older men approaching them and buying Jungkook drinks, which had brought the latter back to his earlier confusion. How had he gotten here?

     “Where are we?” Jungkook asked as he leaned over to Lazy Eye.

     “Saint-Germain-des-Prés.”

     Jungkook raised an eyebrow. Lazy eye was dumb as well it seemed. “The bar not the quarter.”

     “The bar doesn’t have a name.”

     “Fuck off,” Jungkook sighed. “Did you bring me here to kill me?”

     Lazy Eye laughed. “This place doesn’t have a name because you can’t tell the cops where you were last night if it doesn’t have a name.”

     “Sorry, I didn’t realize we drank our way back to America in the 1920s.” Jungkook said as he finished off his whiskey. He had to fight the urge to see if any of those old guys were coming back to buy him another drink. It was weird, but he couldn’t say he minded how full his wallet felt.

     “You want another,” Lazy Eye asked, as if reading his mind.

     “Don’t worry about it, buddy. We should at least see if there’s any more pennies from heaven.” 

     “Oh, so, you’re looking for a papa-gâteau.”

     Jungkook furrowed his brow as he tried to piece together the little bit of French he knew. “Dad cake?”

     “I believe it translates to sugar daddy.”

     “Oh fuck, this is a gay bar.”

     Lazy Eye laughed as Jungkook ran his hands over his face. The latter stood up quickly and went to leave, when Lazy Eye reached out to grab his wrist.

     “You are gay, right?”

     “Why the fuck would you think I’m a fag like you,” Jungkook spat back.

     “Not in here, asshole,” Lazy Eye stood up and looked Jungkook square in the eyes. “Just to be clear, you sure as hell didn’t mind taking drinks from 3 different guys in here, so I wouldn’t act like the thought completely disgusts you.” Lazy eye looked him up and down. “Get the fuck out of here.”

     Jungkook stood stunned as Lazy Eye sat down. He wasn’t a fighter and as he looked around the bar, it because clear that his explosion had not gone unnoticed. Grabbing his jacket, Jungkook quickly exited the building and walked down the street. Fuck if he knew how to get home.

     “Well if it isn’t my favorite souse,” Henry smiled as he opened the door to Jungkook who had forgotten his keys in their apartment for the second time that week.

    “Sorry Henry,” Jungkook slurred as he stumbled past his best friend. After the incident at the not named bar, the drinks had hit him much harder than he had anticipated. 

     “Thought you might be on active duty tonight,” Henry said, ignoring Jungkook’s apology. “Couldn’t bear to be without me.”

     Jungkook, who had found refuge on their couch at this point, grabbed one of the pillows and threw it at his friend.

     “Don’t take your lack of sex out on Alma’s pillows,” Henry smiled as he walked over to Jungkook and placed the pillow back on the couch.

     “Alma can – she can-”

     “Yeah, yeah, you don’t like Alma.” Henry sat down beside Jungkook on the couch. The two friends say in comfortable silence, as Jungkook took deep breaths to regain his composure.

     Jungkook had come to Paris to be with Henry. The two men had grown up together, living on the same street in San Francisco. They had been best friends since the first time Henry choose Jungkook to be on his team in baseball. It had been the right choice, as Jungkook was naturally athletic, but the other kids often didn’t pick him because he was Korean. Henry picked him first. 

     After the European leg of the war Ended, Henry wrote to Jungkook and told him that he should find his way to Paris after he beat the Japanese. He had said there were three French girls to every man in Paris and they had a penchant for the exotic. Jungkook had informed Henry that he didn’t like being called exotic, but he did like girls, so he might just take him up on that offer. Two years later and here they were sitting on the couch that Henry’s mom had bought them with the pillows Alma had bought when she visited.

     Alma lived on their street growing up as well, and Henry had always been in love with her. Alma had always been in love with other men, which was why Jungkook was not fond of her. He had watched Henry be a lovesick puppy about her for 14 years now, and it had only gotten more depressing. 

     “Speaking of Alma,” Henry said, breaking the silence. “She wrote again.”

     Jungkook sighed. “She’s bad news, Hen.”

     Henry shook his head. “She broke up with that asshole, Mel.”

     “Sure, and next week she’ll be with a new asshole.”

     “She broke you with him three months ago,” Henry smiled as he looked down at his hands. “She said she loves me and wants me to come home. That she should have made me come back with her last time she visited.”

     “She loves you?” Jungkook scoffed as he stood up from the couch. “You’re going to get on a plane for that floozy and she’s going to be back together with Mel by the time you set foot in California.”

    “Don’t be like this.”

     “Like what, your best friend? Would you prefer it if I lied to you and let you get on that plane like a fat-head.”

     “If you were my best friend, then you would know how badly I have wanted this for my entire life,” Henry said as he stood up.

     “Oh, get bent! I’ve watched you pine after Alma since I became your friend and she hasn’t been interested in you once. Now she loves you? Were you doing dope while I was gone?”

     “Can’t you just be happy for me?”

     “I would be more than happy to watch you marry a nice French girl, maybe settle down in the countryside, have some French speaking brats, but going back to San Francisco will be the biggest mistake of your life.” 

     “No, the biggest mistake of my life was inviting you to live with me.”

     Jungkook recoiled as if he had been hit. Henry sighed before reaching out to him, seeming to instantly regret his words, but Jungkook pulled away from his friend.

     “As stated, previously, get bent,” Jungkook said as he pushed past his best friend to his bedroom, slamming the door behind him. He quickly surveyed the room for something to break and settled on pushing the books off of the top his dresser. They fell to the floor with a thud and Jungkook joined them there. He pulled his knees to his chest, took the rabbit’s foot off his belt loop, and gripped it tightly in his hand. He tried to stop the tears that were forming in the corner of his eyes from falling. If he hadn’t been drinking, maybe he would have known that Henry only said that because he was angry, but it didn’t feel that way. It felt like years of knowing that Henry was too good of a friend to him were finally culminating in the realization that he had never been his friend at all.

    There was a light knock at the door, but Jungkook didn’t answer. He knew who it was, and if he knew Henry it wouldn’t matter either way. The door was going to be opened.

     “I’m sorry,” said Henry as the door creaked open. “I didn’t mean that. You’re my brother and I love you.”

     Jungkook nodded his head but didn’t turn to face Henry. His friend walked into the room and stood in front of Jungkook, causing the latter to bury his face in his knees. He felt like a child, but he also couldn’t face Henry looking so upset.

     “I’ll wait a little while, make her write a few more letters before I hop on a plane, okay? Will that make you feel better about this whole thing.”

     No, but Jungkook didn’t want this interaction to go on any longer. In fact, if he had it his way he would be able to magically make a bottle of whiskey appear in his hands. That would be his dream ending to this interaction.

     “I just don’t want you to get hurt.”

     “I know, and I respect you for that. You’re a good friend, always have been,” Henry nudged Jungkook’s foot with his own, causing the latter to look up at him. Jungkook was greeted with a smile.

     “Okay,” Jungkook sighed.

      Jungkook was absolutely sure how he ended up in the no name bar this time. Henry had gotten another letter from Alma and he had wanted to read it verbatim to him. So Jungkook listened and he counted each word that he was absolutely certain was a lie and decided that he would do a shot for each one. He was four shots in at this point and had been put on hold for a short period of time by the bartender. 

     The no name bar was probably a mistake, but he figured that he could convince some of the older men to buy some of the shots he had made a personal promise to down tonight and that would make his wallet very happen. He was less happy to note that he had been thinking about the establishment since his fat-headed exit last time. He felt bad about how he treated Lazy Eye. 

     So, there he sat on the bar stool in a gay bar with no name because such an establishment was not always welcome. It had to be private, like the army Jungkook realized. Otherwise it was a crime. 

     “Silver over there wanted me to give this to you.”

     Jungkook looked up and was surprised to see a woman in front of him. He quickly looked up and down the bar for Hal, the bartended that had been serving him drinks all night. When Hal was not found, he returned to the women in front of him.

     “You’re new,” he said, as he took the shot from her. He threw the liquid down his throat before passing the small glass back to her

     “So are you.”

     “How do you know that?”

     She smiled, and there was something in her smile that made Jungkook feel uneasy. There was more to it, but he couldn’t tell what it was. 

     “Well, because you’re wrong. I’m not new. I love this place.”

     Jungkook nodded his head, mostly hoping for this conversation to be over. There was something about this woman that made him both want to look away and also never look at anything else ever again. Whatever it was made him uncomfortable and would be more than enough reason to never come back here again.

     “You love him,” she said, causing Jungkook’s brow to furrow.

     “Silver? I don’t even know him, and he’s not really my type.”

     “That’s true. Your type is your age, from San Francisco, air force pilot, madly in love with a girl you absolutely hate, and named Henry.”

     Jungkook’s draw nearly dropped open as he stared at the women. “Seutokeo,” he barely whispered.

     The woman smiled as she leaned in closer to Jungkook. “Agma,” she returned in a whisper. 

     Jungkook recoiled at her words. Demon. This was not happening. Clearly, he had too much to drink and he was hallucinating now.

     “_____, nice to meet you, Jungkook.”

     “How the fuck do you know all of this?”

     “I just told you I was a demon, so I can only assume you are asking for a more detailed description. Very well, my dogs stay posted in this lovely establishment, and you caused quite a scene, so they followed you home. It was compelling.”

     “You’re a crazy person,” Jungkook said as he stood up from his seat. He quickly turned towards the door but when he looked up at it, she was already there, greeting him with that same terrifying smile. He looked back at the bar in disbelief and when he turned back, she was in front of him. He recoiled and had it not been for her hand on his arm he surely would have fallen to the floor.

     “Let’s take a walk, okay?”

     Jungkook found himself in the cool Parisian night before he could object, and he began to weigh his choices. If she was a demon, there was one place he knew she couldn’t go, he just needed to keep his eyes out for a church and be ready to run once he got close enough. Easy.

     “You’re in love with your best friend, and I want to help you.”

     “I am not in love with my best friend,” Jungkook spat.

     “But you are. You love him so much but you can’t say anything because the big guy made it so everyone would hate you for it.” She pointed up to the sky as she said this and Jungkook stupidly followed her finger. He quickly looked away once he realized her point.

     “I’m not gay. I like girls.”

     She shook her head. “You don’t have to be straight with me, Jungkook. I’m a huge fan of yours.”

     Jungkook snorted in response. “A big fan of me? Hell, I didn’t know I was with a fan, I would have offered to sign something for you.”

     “How about you sign away your soul?” She winked. “You promise me your soul and I’ll make Henry fall in love with you.”

     “How many times do I have to tell you I-”

     “Listen,” she interrupted as she stopped walking. “You can lie to me until you’re blue in the face, but you are in love with him.”

     Jungkook desperately wanted them to start walking again so he could keep looking for a church. He pulled away from her lightly to try and get the show on the road, but she pulled back harder, making him stay with her. Jungkook was certain of one thing, this was bad, and he was not getting out of it.

     “You want him, and I want you to have him. Falling in love with you will save him,” she said. “He won’t go back to California, he’ll stay right here with you and be crazy happy about it.”

     Her last point piqued Jungkook’s interest. If he was being honest, there was this part of him that he had shoved down when he was about 15-years-old. He had been playing football with the neighborhood kids and he was just about to make a touchdown when he got knocked aside. He landed on his back and when looked up Henry was smiling down at him. 

     Gotcha, Kook, was all he said in response, but Jungkook had thought about those words for weeks. He had felt something then that when he was home alone hours later, he felt ashamed for. Something that threatened to bubble up any time he was with Henry after that. Something that made his skin rise when Henry walked around half-naked in their apartment. Something that made him hate Alma, because she was going to get him in the end, when Jungkook knew who really deserved him. Who would do anything for him.

     “Let’s say you’re right-”

     “I am.”

     “what happens to me. I mean, what does selling my soul mean.”

     A small smile danced at her lips. “I need a right-hand man, and you’re the guy I want. You spend the rest of your life with Henry and then you spend it with me, running my dominion as my principality. It’s a win-win.”

      Jungkook wanted to pretend that he needed time to think it over, but the moment she had promised that he would stay in Paris and forget about Alma he had been sold. Finally, Henry would be free of her, they would be free of her.

     “Okay.”

     “Fantastic,” she reached down and pulled the rabbits foot off of Jungkook’s belt loop. “I’ll be needing this, and you’ll be needing some paper work.”

     Jungkook hesitated as he stood outside of his and Henry’s apartment. _____ had left him long ago with the promise that her magic worked immediately.  However, Jungkook’s brain wasn’t working as quickly. He was terrified because this meant he was giving into every thought, every feeling he hadn’t let himself have for close to ten years. He knew what he always knew; giving into this meant no going back. Stepping into that apartment would change everything and right now he wanted to be the same Jungkook who only liked girls for just a few moments more. The Jungkook that stood on the other side of that door was confusing and new and scary and he wasn’t ready for that yet.

    Then again, he wasn’t sure he would ever be ready for that.

    Gripping the door handle with his shaking hand, Jungkook slowly opened the door and entered his new life.

     Henry was sleeping on the couch and there was a pang in Jungkook’s heart at the sight. Turns out, his new life wasn’t waiting immediately on the other side because this was normal. His friend stirred as Jungkook shut the door and the latter worried that he had awoken him.

    “I tried to stay up,” Henry said, confirming Jungkook’s concerns. “but you’re always out so late.”

     “Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.”

     Henry chuckled, his tone deep with sleep, and opened his eyes slightly. “I’m glad you did. I wanted to talk to you about something.”

    “Oh?” Jungkook feigned ignorance as he walked further into the apartment and closer to Henry.

     “Alma wrote today,”

     Jungkook nodded his head. This was the part he had been most excited about. The moment when Henry said that he no longer cared what she thought.

     “She’s coming to visit again.”

     “What. The. Fuck.” Jungkook held his head in his hands as he tried to wrap his mind around what was happening. He had been duped. “I can’t believe I sold my soul to a demon for this shit. I really let myself unearth all of the horrible feelings I have for you, damned myself for eternity, and you have the audacity to still be in love with her, because I got tricked by a demon.”

     “Jungkook, are you okay? You’re not making any sense.” Henry stood up from his spot on the couch, any tiredness that may have been present in his eyes now replaced by concern. “Please, take a seat, you’ve probably had too much to drink again.”

     “I’m in love with you, you fat-head! I know it’s wrong and I know I shouldn’t, but I am in love with you and the fact that you would be with someone like her, someone so beneath you, makes me want to die,” Jungkook pulled his arm away from Henry as he began pacing around the living room. “So I did just that, I damned myself for eternity so I could finally be happy on this god-forsaken Earth and for once in my pitiful life feel like loving you was the right thing to do, and you tell me Alma is coming here and the next thing I know you’re back in California and I continue to be sad and alone, fucking girls that I’ll never love because I love you.”

     “Jungkook,”

     “What?”

     Henry jumped at Jungkook’s words and the latter realized he was still shouting. He put his hands out to show that he was sorry and calming down.

     “You love me?”

     Jungkook snorted as he looked down at his feet. It was probably too late to turn back now. “Oh, you heard that? You heard me screaming that I love you?” He looked up at Henry. “Is it too late to say that was all a joke?”

     “You’re a fat-head, you know that?” Henry smiled as he walked to Jungkook.

     “Or maybe I’m working on some lines for a play? Or what about if I sa-” Jungkook’s words died on the tip of his tongue as Henry reached up and placed his hands on either side of Jungkook’s face. He hesitated for only a moment before pressing his lips against Jungkook’s. 

     Jungkook was stunned, having been so sure that he had been tricked by the demon, but as Henry’s warm body pressed deeper into his own, he finally realized that this was really happening, and he kissed the man he loved back. Jungkook had always thought that giving into his desire for Henry would make him feel heavy with shame, but he had never felt lighter in his life. It was as if the room was no longer around them and the world no longer existed. It was just him and Henry as he had always wanted it.

     Jungkook deepened the kiss, the longing in his chest growing stronger. He had wanted Henry for so long and there was a part of his brain that told him they had plenty of time and that everything could wait. The other part was tired of waiting and that was the part he decided to listen to. He pressed his hardening cock into Henry’s thigh, causing the latter to smile into their kiss. Henry pulled back and smirked at Jungkook before pulling the latter back into his room. The next few moments were a flurry in Jungkook’s mind as he tried to control his rapidly beating heart. He had been wrong earlier when he had said that everything was going to change when he entered the apartment. Everything was going to change now. Henry was the first person to remove his shirt, Jungkook was sure of that, because he had pulled Henry in for another kiss once he realized that he could finally do that whenever Henry was half-naked around the apartment.

     “I want you,” Henry said as they broke away from the kiss, and that was when Jungkook’s shirt came off. The rest of their clothes came off quickly and Jungkook did his best to maintain his composure when Henry dropped to his knees in front of him. Wrapping his fingers around Jungkook’s hardened member, Henry smiled before licking languidly at the tip of his cock. Jungkook hissed at the contact and instinctively wound his fingers into Henry’s hair pulling him closer to where he wanted him. Henry wrapped his lips around Jungkook’s cock and began moving slowly up and down his length. 

      Jungkook was embarrassed by how quickly he felt his high approaching, but he wasn’t done with Henry yet. He had been waiting so long that this couldn’t be the end. He pulled lightly at Henry’s hair, but he did not let up. Instead he swatted at Jungkook’s hand and gripped tightly at his thigh. Jungkook swore under his breath and did his best to hold on.

     He looked up at the ceiling, because looking down at Henry while he took Jungkook’s dick into his mouth so well and so happily, was too much for him to handle while his ego refused to let him cum. 

     “Fuck,” Jungkook looked back down at Henry and the latter’s eyes looked back at him. “You’re amazing, I can’t hold on any longer.”

     Henry moaned around Jungkook’s length, causing a slew of obscenities to leave Jungkook’s mouth as he came. Henry continued his pace as he milked Jungkook for all he had and pulled away once Jungkook’s orgasm had finished. Jungkook lazily smiled at Henry as he stood up from his spot.

     “I love you,” he whispered, as Henry wrapped his arms around his neck.

     “I love you too, Kook. Always have.”

     Jungkook rolled over in his bed and reached out for Henry, only to find that he wasn’t there. Jungkook’s eyes quickly shot open as he searched the room for his boyfriend. The had been taking turns sleeping in each other’s room since that night months ago, and he hadn’t woken up without Henry in a long time. Even when Henry had work early in the morning, he made sure to wake Jungkook up with a kiss before leaving. 

     Utterly confused and slightly worried, Jungkook got out of bed and walked into the living room. He searched the entire apartment for Henry, but he wasn’t there. Looking at the calendar that hung-over Henry’s desk, confirmed that he didn’t work early today. He should be here. Jungkook walked back to his room to put some clothes on his naked body. As he cleaned up the remnants of last night, he tried to remember if Henry had said anything about an errand he needed to run, or a friend he was going to see. Jungkook couldn’t think of anything. As he finished making the bed, the door to the apartment opened and closed, allaying Jungkook’s fears. Whatever Henry needed to do, he was back now, and everything was okay.

     “I woke up and you weren’t here,” Jungkook said as he walked into the living room.

     Henry looked up at him and offered him a small smile, as he shrugged his jacket off. “Sorry, Kook, I just had something I forgot I needed to do.”

     “It’s okay, you just owe me tonight,” Jungkook teased as he wrapped his arms around Henry’s waist and pulled him in for a kiss.

     Henry offered him another small smile when he pulled back and he quickly moved out of Jungkook’s embrace. The interaction felt off to Jungkook, but he decided not to bring it up. He didn’t want to seem clingy and it was probably nothing.

     “Did you eat before your errand, I can make breakfast?”

     “Yeah, that’d be great, Kook. Thanks.”

      Jungkook made his way into the kitchen and he began to make breakfast, but something about Henry still felt off to him. In fact, it continued to feel off to him for the rest of the day. Jungkook had tried to talk to him about his errand while the ate breakfast, but Henry said it was nothing for him to worry about. Jungkook went into work and tried not to think about what Henry had been doing, but they had never had secrets between each other besides the fact that Jungkook had feelings for him. It wasn’t right that he was keeping something from him, and Jungkook was intent on making him tell the truth. However, all of that went out the door when Jungkook was greeted after work with a passionate kiss and hours of sex. The only thing that had felt normal all day was when Jungkook was rocking his hips into Henry’s, so he convinced himself that he was blowing everything out of proportion and that nothing was wrong.

     Henry cuddled into him as they fell asleep that night, and Jungkook was sure that everything was going to go back to normal tomorrow morning.

     That was until he opened his eyes. 

     “Fuck,” Henry cursed as Jungkook woke up. Henry was straddling Jungkook, and the latter was just about to make a joke about him not getting enough last night, when Henry’s hands flew to Jungkook’s neck.

     “Kinky,” Jungkook coughed out before he realized that Henry’s hands were getting tighter on his neck. 

     Too tight in fact. Jungkook reached up to try and pry Henry’s hands off of him, he was stronger than Henry, but the latter had gotten the element of surprise and Jungkook was losing momentum as his airway was cut off. 

     Henry looked crazy above him, his eyes angry but somehow also sad. As Jungkook tried to beg him to stop it almost looked like he regretted what he was doing, but his grip only got tighter.

      Jungkook batted at his lover’s hands as he tried to understand what was happening. He wanted to ask Henry why he was hurting him, he wanted to know what he had done, but mostly he wanted to know what that fucking errand was because he knew now that it had to have something to do with this. How had Henry gone from lying to this so quickly?

     Jungkook’s chest burned as he continued to struggle against Henry, but his attacks were weakening as it became harder and harder to breath. His head felt light like it had when Henry had first kissed him, and he wondered how they had gotten to this point. How could someone he loved so much hold him down and murder him?

     Jungkook never got the chance to ask as the world went dark around him.

    And then she was there smiling.

    “It’s good to see you again, Bunny. Sorry it had to end so soon.”

     Jimin gasped for air as he sat on the floor of _____’s office. He had started to panic once he saw the heavenly blade on the principalities desk and he had pressed the moon on his chest in fear as he waited for you to pull him back to your dominion. 

     “They’re going to kill you,” he finally said as he turned to face you. “They have a heavenly blade. I saw it. You have to send me back, before Jungkook’s meeting is over, but you need to know that you are not safe.”

     You looked at him with a neutral face that Jimin couldn’t read. “Anything else?”

     Jimin looked at you confused. “No that’s it.”

     “Just my impending erasure from existence then?”

     Jimin nodded his head a frown on his face.

     “Well if it’s just that,” you chuckled. “I guess I’ll see you in a little bit.”

     Jimin went to respond but the familiar feeling of dematerializing echoed throughout his body and soon enough he was back outside of Dragas’ office. Beside him stood one of Dragas’ demons who looked at him skeptically.

     “Didn’t want to take the stairs,” Jimin said with a humorless chuckle, looking down at his shoes. 

     Jungkook emerged with Dragas only moments later and he too seemed surprised to see Jimin. He nodded his head at the angel before motioning for him to follow him down the stairs.

     “Weren’t you supposed to be looking for something,” Jungkook hissed as they walked to the entrance.

     “I found something, and it’s really bad,” Jimin hissed back. “Somehow they got their hands on a Heavenly Blade.”

     Jungkook’s eyes widened as he turned to Jimin. He quickly grabbed the Angel’s arm and pulled him out of Dragas’ mansion. “How do you know that?” He asked once they had made it outside. “How do you even know what one looks like?”

     This was not good. Jimin quickly tried to think of a reason why he, a new demon, would have any idea what kind of weaponry angels used. “_____ showed me what they looked like just in case I saw anything like that while I was searching.”

     Jungkook raised an eyebrow at this but pushed no further. “If you’re right, we’re in way over our heads.”

     “I hope I’m wrong then. I really do.”

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Your ARMY Noona’s Fanfic Rec MASTER LIST (updated 5/13/18)

So as much as I LOVE writing BTS-oriented or K-pop fanfics in general, I have always wanted to compile a BTS Masterlist of Fanfiction writers and fics. I’ve read so many over the years but these are a few that stand out to me. I’ll continue to update as I read more or add to the list (or remember where the hell I wrote them down at) so for now, please enjoy the works of these incredible fantastic writers!

(Credit to all the writers listed as these descriptions and works are theirs)

~Your ARMY Noona ❤

 ☆ ☆@endearkim ☆ ☆ ☆

➤ “Pyramids” 

Description: It didn’t matter how many times you slapped yourself, but when those eyes of his landed on you, it was like life had stopped.

Rating: M

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Wordcount: 10k+

➤ “Aqueduct”

Description: You were a little more than enamored with the sun.

Rating: M

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader

Wordcount: 10k+

☆ ☆ ☆ @seokkbuns ☆ ☆ ☆

➤ “Wanted”

Description: His voice was powerful, commanding, catching your attention without any extra effort on his part and even without looking you could tell it was directed at you. Taehyung trembled, and you slowly turned your gaze to the Kelkie standing in the middle of the other two, his dark, doe-like eyes boring straight into yours as he spoke at you in a language you couldn’t understand. Your breath caught in your throat because standing right before you was the most ethereally handsome being you had ever seen

Rating: M

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Wordcount: 10k+

➤ “Inheritance”

Description:  After your grandmother passed she left everything to you. Her house, her fortune, and apparently… her cat? The grumpy male hybrid you encounter at her house is anything but the tame housecat you’d expected to find. Fulfilling your grandmother’s last request to look after him becomes a lot harder when he seems to be avoiding you, and your dissatisfied relatives start stirring up trouble.

Rating: M

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Wordcount: 2.6k+

☆ ☆ ☆ @drquinzelharleen ☆ ☆ ☆

➤ “Suga Daddy”

Description: Yoongi gives you an offer you can’t refuse.

Rating: M

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Wordcount: 7.8k+

➤ “Close as Strangers” 

Description: You were happy it was your last year of school. That was, until you started tutoring your old best friend Jeon Jungkook, otherwise known as “Mr. Popular.”

Rating: M

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Wordcount: 10k+

☆ ☆ ☆ @kinkjungkook☆ ☆ ☆

➤ “Tempting”

Description: 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. 

Rating: M

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Wordcount: 10k+

➤ “Soliloquy”

Description: Jimin was a boy who had an affinity for flowers. You were a girl who liked to talk to them. When you both end up in the same place at the same time, it only made sense that you both would have a lot to talk about. It all should have been very simple.

Rating: T

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Wordcount: 5.5k

☆ ☆ ☆ @jiminisalier ☆ ☆ ☆

➤ “Giving a Hand”

Description:  Your work is not the typical job, you give hand jobs for money, but instead of feeling ashamed by it you’re comfortable with it. Until a man offers you to work in his company, where you would use your abilities to please seven guys.

Rating: M

Pairings: Reader x OT7

Wordcount: 134k+

➤ “Elevator”

Description: You got stuck in an elevator with a stranger boy who claims his name is Vante. You know he is lying, but he is funny and extremely hot, so you let it pass.

Rating: M

Pairing: Reader x Taehyung

Wordcount: 6.5k

☆ ☆ ☆ @taechubs ☆ ☆ ☆

➤ “Bygones of the Sun”

Description: Jung Hoseok was once the sweetheart of the school, the dance captain whom every girl, including you, can’t help but fall head over heels for. But like the force of the ever-glowing sun, everything that rises must also set. A year of inactivity later and he’s now the school’s resident bad boy. You’re a firm believer of allowing the past be the past, and yet you can’t help but wonder where the risen sun has gone into hiding—because perhaps its shadows have out-shined its own radiance.

Rating: M

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader

Wordcount: 10.4k+

☆ ☆ ☆ @oppamansae ☆ ☆ ☆

➤“Mission Badboy”

Description:  What if you could win 100,000 Won by giving someone a makeover? But here's the catch – you have 6 months to turn a nerdy, anti-social male into the school's biggest heartthrob.

Rating: M

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader; Hoseok x Reader

Wordcount: 10k+

➤ “Xeno”

Description:  The best part about being an assistant in a lab was watching all new inventions come to life, although sometimes some of them fail, leaving them away in a storage room, never to be bothered with; free for the taking.

Rating: M

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Wordcount: 10k+

➤ “No Regrets”

Description:  Forever, we are young’ – that was Seokjin’s motto. You had never expected to live by it, not until he came up with a bucket list and forced his friends to go on a week-long trip with him during spring break. All of you soon learnt that youth was an adventure, and a great time to make stupid mistakes.

Rating: T

Pairing: Seokjin x Reader

Wordcount: 4k+

➤ "Endgame”

Description: In chess, winning is everything – unfortunately, it is never easy. Y/N knew that as soon as she was ordered to assassinate the ruler of Seoul’s wealthiest mob empire, Park Jimin. The real question was: would she be able to survive this twisted game, all while keeping her identity a secret?

Rating: M

Pairing: Maknae Line x Reader

Wordcount: 5.5k+

☆ ☆ ☆ @chinnychimchim  ☆ ☆ ☆

➤ “So It Goes”

Description: Park Jimin knows a lot about humans. of course he does, he studies them for a living. he knows that they say hello by holding hands, and when they say goodbye, they put their arms around each other. but this particular human, he notes, is unlike the rest- stuck in a slump, going about your day praying for the Universe to stage an intervention in the form of an alien abduction. when he decides to finally fulfil your wishes, he finds that you have a little something to teach him about what it means to live life on Earth the way you do: ugly crying, underwear and all. in return, he shows you the possibilities that abound if you simply adopted their mantra: everything is beautiful, and nothing hurts.

Rating: M

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Wordcount: 9.2k+

➤ "Catch Your Death”

Description:  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?

Rating: M

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Wordcount: 5.1k+

☆ ☆ ☆ @imaginethisbts☆ ☆ ☆

➤ “Territory”

Description: Dogboy Tae gets extremely possessive when “that time of the month” rolls around and find’s it hard to control his natural instincts and his dominating nature during the monthly occurrence.

Rating: M

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Wordcount: 2.9k+

➤ “Lust & Errors”

Description: Step brother, fuck buddy… They were one and the same now. But what started out as some mindless fucking game, quickly turns into something much more difficult and complex.

Rating: M

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Wordcount: 4.3k+

☆ ☆ ☆ @iq-biased☆ ☆ ☆

➤ “Aromatherapy”

Description:  When your holistic hippie friend offers you a free massage at an unheard of health shop, you’re skeptical. But as soon as your masseur Jungkook walks into the room, you realize your outlook on massage therapy is about to completely change.

Rating: M

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader; Hoseok x Reader

Wordcount: 5k+

☆ ☆ ☆ @softjeon☆ ☆ ☆

➤ “Trust Nobody”

Description:  The first thing someone should know about you is that you’re an escort. Yes, you have fucked for money. One day your boss made you an offer you couldn’t say no to. One year - seven boys. One rule: never fall in love.

Rating: M

Pairing: Taehung x Reader

Wordcount: 5.7k+

➤ “Yes Mr. Park”

Description: Nobody had ever made you feel like this - made you feel like submitting so fully. There was an ache burning inside you, that just wanted to say yes to anything your boss would ask of you.

Rating: M

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Wordcount: 4,6k+

☆ ☆ ☆ @httpjeon☆ ☆ ☆

➤ “1-800-Music-Street”

Description:  You’re enchanted by a street performer and then he saves you, resulting in multiple meetings one can only describe as fate.

Rating: M

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Wordcount: 5k+

➤ "Barbarian”

Description:  Your husband, hoseok, comes home from a raid with the need to make you pregnant with his child.

Rating: M

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader

Wordcount: 2.5k+

  ☆ ☆ ☆ Gimmesumsuga ☆ ☆ ☆

(Tumblr account @gimmesumsuga)

➤ “Sweeter Than Sweet”

Description:  You would have never expected someone like Park Jimin to notice you; he's handsome, seductive, and totally out of your league. Oh, and a vampire. You're enthralled by him from the moment you meet, addicted to his kiss and his bite, willing to do anything to be by his side - even if it costs you your freedom... and your life.

Rating: M

Pairings: Reader x Jimin; Reader x OT7

Wordcount: 250K+

➤ “Pink Panther”

Description:  Hybrid!AU. Smut with lots of kinks.

Rating: M

Pairings: Jin x Reader

Wordcount: 13k+

 ☆ ☆ ☆ Sugamins ☆ ☆ ☆

➤ "Valentino Summers”

Description: Whether or not Jimin was smuggling drugs really didn’t matter. He was hustling, and these days that was all there was to it.Hustle and survive, or struggle and die.

Rating: M

Pairings: Yoongi x Jimin

Wordcount: 560k+

➤ “House of Cards”

Description: Jungkook is the heir to a mob empire, the most notorious in the whole of Seoul. Taehyung is a rookie sent in to infiltrate by his select team and bring the empire crumbling down."You knew the game and played it, it kills to know that you have been defeated."

Rating: M

Pairings: Taehyung (V) x Jungkook; Jungkook x Jimin; Taehyung x Jungkook x Jimin; Jimin x Yoongi

Wordcount: 390k+

➤ “Taste of Ink”

Description: Jungkook is a drug runner for the largest gang in the whole of Busan: the Sam Yong Pa. One day he bumps into a runner for a rival gang in the next district that has trespassed into their territory: a Geum Sung Pa boy called Jimin. Jimin has a friend, a goon for the rival gang. Taehyung beats people up for a living, and boy, does he look good when he’s doing it.But their blossoming friendships reignite old gang flames and causes the most brutal gang war the country has ever seen. Dragons destroy and stars explode.

Rating: M

Pairings: Jungkook x Taehyung

Wordcount: 128k+

 ☆ ☆ ☆ MissterMia ☆ ☆ ☆

➤ “The Songbird and the Sea” 

Description: In a world where dominance of the sea is an endless battle between pirates and mariners, Park Jimin is content living in his little village on a small, uninteresting island by the eastern mainland. He wants nothing to do with the bloodshed of good and evil, the heartless killing of both innocents and condemned, the constant establishment and disruption of order. What he wants is peace, to live his life in the same town he was born in, to spend his days in the beautiful forest, and to use the powers of his Blessed Rune to nurture the home he loves so dearly.But when his island is attacked by pirates, Jimin will have no other choice than to do as they command and leave all thoughts of peace behind in favor of boarding the Agust, a pirate ship captained by the infamous Min Yoongi, Black Fox of the East.

Rating: M

Pairings: Yoongi x Jimin;  Taehyung x Jungkook; Namjoon x Jin

Wordcount: 255k+

➤ “Sirens Quest”

Description: Park Jimin was never much of a gamer. He’d always figured if people wanted stories, they could pick up books. If they wanted fantastic visuals, go to the movies or, heck, go to a museum. If they wanted to interact with people from all over the world, well, they could just sign up for the foreign exchange student tutoring programme at their school.So when his father got him a copy of Cypher Legends for his twentieth birthday, he decided to try it out only because he knew he’d feel guilty if he didn’t. He didn’t expect much at all, hell, he barely expected to get through even an hour of gaming before he’d lose interest.He definitely didn’t expect to be completely captivated by the gorgeous, fantastic, endless world of Cypher, or to form some of his strongest friendships with the people he met there, and he most certainly didn’t expect it all to happen because of another player called Suga and the beautiful staff Jimin swore he’d get his hands on no matter what.

Rating: M

Pairings: Yoongi x Jimin

Wordcount: 5k+

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Arcade Meetings Part 1 (Kenny Omega x Reader)

I'm having a lot of kenny feels today so here's part 1 of a mini series/fic I'm working on. 'I can't believe we're in Japan' your best friend Gabby squealed. You chuckled at her excitement as you wandered around the different shops. Admittedly Japan hadn't been your first choice in holiday destinations but you needed a break from your life for a little while and joined Gaby on her already planned trip. The culture was a complete shock to you when you'd first arrived but now being here for a few days you'd adjusted quickly. And unlink Gaby you'd learned the language before you'd left and now you acted as a translator which you secretly enjoyed as you found the language beautiful. Today specifically you were being dragged to an arcade she was desperate to go to. You already knew you were going to feel out of place as you'd never even played a video game as growing up your strict parents had insisted on no video games and only sports and music lessons. All in all a very dull childhood but it wasn't so bad. You were now very athletic and could play various musical instruments. As Gaby dragged you into the arcade excitedly you looked around in dismay not knowing what to do or where to go. 'Come on, I want to play street fighter' she said pushing you through various people. She sat down and started to play viscously. 'Hey, do you mind if I go after you?' A male voice from beside you asked in Japanese. You turned to look at him and he looked a little shocked and quickly said in English 'Sorry, can I go after you?' 'It's ok, it's all yours as soon as my friends finished' you said in perfect Japanese. The guys jaw nearly hit the floor in surprise. You looked him over. He was around 6 foot and had amazing two toned curly hair and blue eyes. And just the right amount of stubble to suit his face. He was gorgeous. 'I'm Kenny' he said in English holding out his hand for you to shake. 'Y/N' you responded smiling at him as you shook his hand. 'Well it's nice to meet you. What brings you to Japan?' He asked and you smiled and blushed a little at his interest. 'I, uh, needed a break and my friend was already coming here and I know her well enough to know that she wouldn't have learnt the language so she'd need a translator at least' you said making him laugh 'what about you?' 'Oh I work here' he said and you nodded. 'What do you do if you don't mind me asking?' You asked. 'I'm actually a pro-wrestler' he said and you smiled 'how about you?' 'Oh I'm a violin teacher. No way near as interesting as you career' you answer him honestly. 'What's your wrestling career like here?' 'Oh. It's great' he said happily and you smiled warmly at him. 'Honestly I haven't watched wrestling in years. I think the last time I watched it consistently was in 2011 as my brother loves it' you said and he chuckled. 'Well maybe you should start watching again' he said nudging you playfully. 'Maybe I will. What's your ring name? Maybe I'll keep a look out for you' you responded flirting. 'It's Kenny Omega' he said smirking at you. 'So Kenny isn't even your real name? I'm hurt' you said clutching at your heart. 'Maybe you'll just have to wait and learn it' he said making you blush. 'Yo Y/N I'm hungry. Let's go grab some food' Gaby said snapping your attention away from Kenny. 'Oh hey I'm Gaby' she said introducing herself. 'Kenny' he said quietly. 'Y/N come on let's go' she said dragging you away. 'Hey Y/N, could I get your number? Maybe you'd like to come to a show whilst your here?' Kenny asked nervously making you smile sweetly at him. 'I'd love to. Although if I'm coming she'll have to come to. I can't leave her alone anywhere' you said typing your number into his phone making him chuckle. 'I'll see you around Y/N' he said and you waved goodbye. 'Goodbye not Kenny' you replied. Now all you had to do was maintain your composure as you waited for him to call you. And the anticipation has you tingling with excitement.