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[kookieskiwi]

Hey is there any masterlist of yours and is there any update on teaser of bts little red.

hi I’ve been on hiatus for like forever but I’ve just logged on again & will be active. I don’t have a masterlist yet but I’ll be making one soon and little red will be updated in the next month sometime. Thank u for waiting so patiently for me, I promise it’ll be worth it!!

[kookieskiwi]

Hi?!! Does the beach discord server still exists?

it’s there but literally no one is active anymore, I just text in there for the first time in forever. would you like the link to join? I’m hoping it’ll be more active with the season 3 announcement

[kookieskiwi]

I’m back & out of my 3 year depression so this blog will be active & under reconstruction!!

[kookieskiwi]

hello I’ve awoken from the coffin

[kookieskiwi]

𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

Pairing: Shuntaro Chishiya x Fem!Reader x Suguru Niragi

Summary: The borderlands were already dark, they made you numb to death so long as you survived. When you become the object of desire for two psychopathic and sociopathic men, one of which is your ex lover, you find it harder to drown out the emotions you’re feeling and demons you're facing. Do you give into the dark desires and madness? But...aren’t we all already mad here?

Warnings: Explicit language, sexual situations, murder, death, manipulation, psychoanalyses, drugs, alcohol, suicidal thoughts and tendencies, more to be added as I write.

Genre: Alice in Borderland, very dark romance, angst, smut, a little fluff if you squint

Rating: Whoever is mature enough to handle the warnings above but recommended to ages 15 and older. DO NOT read if you are triggered by any of the things listed above.

Word Count: 5k

[Taglist] @bonnyskies @mylifeisafxingmess @kasaikawa @mercipourleslivres @dragoneye01 @bubb1ee-gum@nocturne181 @somegirl29 @pajerita19 @ddaenysus @imagine-t-h-a-ttt @queentorresstuff @rebirth-of-destruction @celestiacq @ryreads @beeissleepy

A note from your author — I’m so sorry this took so long, I just got out for summer vacation after an extremely stressful year so I’ll be way more active now. I have decided (with much hype from @imagine-t-h-a-ttt ) to post this in parts so I could give y’all something in appreciation for dealing with me. Expect more soon!! (It might not be AiB exclusively but I will be writing more)

The borderlands was a place where anyone and everyone was alone for themselves when it came to survival. “It’s every man for themselves,” you’d often tell yourself after a game since you walked away, sometimes alone, and others didn’t. After participating in your first heart’s game you learned that, and it was forever engraved into your mind. When you were cruelly taken from the real world you were alone in your room after your nightly shift as an SDF officer. All of a sudden the lights went out whilst you were changing out of your uniform before a shower which you never got to take. Deciding to investigate the outage, you threw your uniform back on and unbuttoned the jacket revealing your black sleeveless undershirt while keeping your green cargo style uniform pants and combat boots on. After grabbing your knife and placing it into your thigh holster, you explored your neighborhood to find that everyone was gone, cars were randomly in the street as if they had been stopped out of nowhere, and you were in fact alone.

“What the fuck is this?” You whispered to yourself as you were pulling out your phone to contact your friends only to see that it was dead. “Fantastic,” you grumbled, rolling your neck to the side to crack it and relieve the tension. Venturing back to your home you thought over what this could possibly be; an evacuation drill? Maybe a nightmare? Were you daydreaming again? No, this was too real and too strange to be any of those things. You needed to get out of this area, inspect and observe other parts of Tokyo to see what was going on. You thought you could find answers before it turned dark since it was only morning so you rushed home to pack a few things before heading out.

While at home, you grabbed your backpack and in it you put; a change of clothes, three water bottles, pain pills and a few snacks as well as your phone and charger in case you could figure out a way for it to work. In a haste you also threw on your side holster which held your nine millimeter handgun and two packs of ammo for extra precautions. After that, you set out on your search of the city. The first thing you thought of was to get in one of those abandoned vehicles however even though they were full of fuel, they wouldn’t start. “So phones and vehicles don’t work, neither does anything powered by electricity. Great.”

With that newly found information, you stepped out of the vehicle and began the long walk across Tokyo. Along the way you inspected stores, homes and even government buildings but found no trace of anyone but yourself. Where did everyone go? It looked so desolate without the constant buzz of people around walking, the tourists, the neon billboards. Everything was...dead. You spent the entire day walking further into the abandoned city which was once lively yet found nothing other than a restaurant with food which you took the liberty to eat at.

Upon nightfall, you were looking for a place to stay when a billboard lit up drawing your attention to it immediately. “This way to the game arena,” it read with an arrow pointing to the left. Turning your head in that direction you saw an area in the distance brightened by lights while everything else was still surrounded in darkness. “Game arena?” You whispered in confusion. Looking around at your surroundings you didn’t see any other lights other than that building which looked to be about three blocks away. You followed the arrows leading you to the designated arena which looked to be a botanical tea garden from a distance. You slowly approached the building while keeping your hand close to the blade strapped on your thigh in case someone or something appeared. As soon as you stepped across the final set of stairs leading up to the entrance, a line of red lasers appeared and quickly turned blue when a sound similar to that of a confirmation resonated in the area. “What is this?”

“It’s the threshold of the arena.” Turning in the direction of the voice, you saw a familiar face step next to you with the same sound chiming at her entry. “Holyn? How did you get here? Are you okay?” You asked quickly before hugging her out of relife, you were more than happy to see a familiar face in this apocalyptic place. She was your childhood best friend, the only reason you hadn’t seen or heard from her in a while was because of both of your working lives.She hugged you back even tighter as she was feeling the same way you were, scared, alone and confused. When the two of you released each other she began explaining everything she knew to you as the both of you started walking into the garden.

“I got here a few days ago and since then, I’ve asked around to see what others know about whatever the hell is going on. No one knows how we got here or what exactly this place is but everyone is made to participate in games of survival. You must participate or you’ll die. After winning a game, you keep the phone you had and you’ll be supplied with a visa. The visa tells you how long you have until you’re out of time here which is why you have to participate in games to renew it before it runs out. You must win each game, there is no other way to survive if you don’t. Do everything it takes so you live and move on. Anything with an electric circuit board or IC chip does not work whereas analog equipment like radios work and so do older vehicles.” She explained quickly as more people came into view. Your mind fogged with all of the new information, it was so much to take in. Then you realized you were just thrown into a game of survival and like she said; you HAD to win to survive. “But-” you had just begun when she silenced you, “pretend you’ve been here and done this. I know you’re confused and probably scared shitless but just pretend.” She instructed as you both entered the arena and quickly added one thing, “I don’t want to continue playing after this, I killed someone Y/n.” But before you could respond she shook her head and you did as she said, silencing yourself and putting on the facade you had mastered over the years.

Upon entry, you almost immediately noticed the two groups of people to the right each containing about six people and consisting of both males and females and the other group of six men. Gauging their distance to and from each other you could conclude the individuals in each group had played together previously and probably had strategies to compete with. As you and Holyn approached the area the others stood around, you glanced down to the table in front of all of you. ‘One per person’ the sign read with approximately twenty phones laid out beside it. Each of you grabbed a random phone and stepped away from the table into your own spaces, you and Holyn sticking closely together. If everything with a circuit board was destroyed, then why did these phones work? In the middle of your questioning the phone screen lit up with the text ‘facial recognition in progress’ before switching to another screen as you looked at the others subtly to see they were looking around as well.

“Registration has closed,” the phone chimed causing each of you to glance down at the small screen. “There are twenty participants. Game: Queen of cards.”

“Rules,” the automated voice said, “After putting on the designated collars you will be divided into two teams, one team will be the Jacks while the other is the Queen of Hearts. Find the Queen of Hearts, take her phone and find the safe zone. If the Queen is not found, it is game over for the Jacks. If the Queen is found, it is game over for her.”

“Does this mean it’s one girl against the rest of us?” Holyn asked with a small crack in her voice, making hit her as a sign to be quiet and do exactly what she told you to do. The two of you grabbed the collars they had laid out on the table, placing them on your neck after close inspection. You needed to seem like you had done this before, the last thing you needed was to be seen as the weaklings or newbies. “It’s a Hearts game, of course that’s what it means. We are supposed to turn on each other and play with others minds. It makes sense.” A male with his arms crossed over his chest said. He had played before, you could tell. The group of men he came with looked like they had been here for a while based on their appearance and calmness towards the situation.

“What do you mean ‘It’s a heart's game’?” A girl who looked to be about seventeen asked. It was obvious she was new to this like you, however, you weren’t letting anyone know that. “When you see the game card, you know the type of game and the difficulty of it. Heart games are those of psychological torture and betrayal where you mess with your opponents or friends minds and emotions. Diamond games are ones of minds and intelligence, often including solving riddles or puzzles. Clubs are by far the safest there is given they are teamwork and unity games. Spade games are physical, they test your stamina and endurance. The number of the cards tell you the difficulty levels; one being the easiest and ten being the hardest.” Another man explained to the girls. You listened attentively while looking down at your phone noticing this was a six of hearts game. Hearts. There had to be a way to do this without betrayal. But before you could think of anything further you were interrupted by the phone which spoke once more.

“The Queen will have one minute to hide before Jack's time starts, but she wont know she is the Queen until Jack's time begins.” The feminine AI voice instructed once more. The girls were to be hunted by the boys and even if they weren’t the Queen the males wouldn’t know. Even if it was a best friend. You noticed when the others came to the same realization as you as one guy started profusely apologizing to a girl who was shaking. This is a game of survival. “So that means-”

“You girls better run.” It came from one of the men and said with a sinister smirk. All the guys had to do to ensure survival was take our phones and get to the undisclosed safezone. However this was more than that. You saw the weapons on a board in the distance and you knew you weren’t the only one who did. Without a second thought, you grabbed Holyn’s hand and ran as fast as you could to get the farthest from any other person, vividly aware of the knife you still had on your thigh. She quickly followed behind although she didn’t have much of a choice with your iron-like grip on her wrist. After running a sufficient distance from the others you ducked into the shrubbery and crawled towards a dark corner to hide from anyone’s sight. She sat across from you as you both tried to calm your breathing while keeping yourselves hidden from anyone who might pass by. The phone chimed again, “Hiding time is up,” the voice said while a new timer appeared on your phone. “Ten minutes,” it read. An alarm sounded throughout the arena echoing off the walls of the indoor tea garden. “The game will now commence,” you heard just before seeing your screen turn balck temporarily with your role on it.

“Thank goodness, I’m a Jack. You are too right?” Holyn asked as you turned off your phone and looked at her with a smile as her voice echoed in your mind, “you must win each game, there’s no other way to survive,” so you pushed away the dread in your chest and replied “me too.”

No. You were the Queen.

The two of you sat still for about five minutes listening to the shouts and screams of the others until you heard sets of footsteps coming in your direction causing the two of you to duck down onto your stomachs out of fear. In the distance you heard a feminine scream echo off the glass walls followed by shattering sounds and more screams of “I’m not her” or “It’s not me” followed by the sounds of struggles. “Come out come out wherever you are,” one of the men closer to you called. You could tell he was near and if you two didn’t move, he'd find you.”We found the safe zone but none of the girls were queens,” you heard one say, “damnit, if they were still alive they could help us,’ the other commented making your stomach drop. “We need to run,” who whispered to Holyn knowing those men would have no issue killing you to survive. “Three minutes remaining,” the time was announced but you could hardly hear it due to your pulse thudding in your ears.

“Now,” you called quietly queuing the both of you to jump up and run, but it didn’t go unnoticed by the men. “There they are!” One shouted followed by the heavy stomps of footsteps behind you as they set in on the chase. “It’s only the two of you, just give us the phone and you’ll live.” You ignored him and kept sprinting towards the place you knew there were weapons. Without another thought you grabbed two weapons and handed one to Holyn to defend yourselves with until she came to the realization you loathed. “You’ve been the queen this entire time!?” She shouted at you as the stomping sound got closer and closer. “I’m sorry! You said to do anything it takes to survive.” You responded with tears clouding your vision. Never in your life would you have thought you’d be choosing your life over your best friend’s, not when the two of you had gone through everything together. “Two minutes remaining,” the voice announced reminding you of your impending fate. Holyn looked at you with emotions you couldn’t decipher, but you saw the way she relaxed even if it was slight. Why was she glad you chose yourself over her?

“Come on, let’s hide.” She said grabbing your hand and this time, she was the one dragging you along. She veered off to the right pulling you behind a fountain and kept running until the two of you collapsed onto the ground. “Remember when you turned fifteen and we decided to sneak out?” she reminisced laying between your legs against your chest. “Yeah, our parents almost killed us, we were grounded for months.” you giggled despite the tears falling from your eyes. As memories of you both flooded your mind you acted without control and shouted, “Over he--” to let the men know your location but you were interrupted by her hand clasping over your mouth tightly to silence you as she yanked you backwards into the shadows. “Shh,” she whispered, calming you while you sobbed into her hand, “I want you to live on for me, okay? Beat this game, we both know you are the only one who can. I know you can. I’ll be helping you from above if I can.” She soothed laying her head on top of yours.

“One minute remaining”

The tears wouldn’t stop as you moved to hug her tightly, never wanting to let go. “I’m so sorry.” you choked out in between gasps for air. Everything was too much, too loud, time was moving too quickly, you heard the men rapidly shouting and searching for you two as you clung to your best friend. Everything seemed to be happening so quickly, the seconds flew by while you were holding the only person you had left before she was to die. “I’m not. Thank you Y/n, I wouldn’t have made it any further anyways, I’m glad I can help you move forward. Don’t let me die in vain.” She told you kissing the top of your head before roughly pushing you off to get you away from her. “Holyn!” You shouted trying to latch back onto her when suddenly the collar around her neck exploded and her blood splattered everywhere. Your eyes and mouth opened wide in shock at what you had just seen. You could feel the specks of blood all over your face and body while you stared at her now decapitated one lying in front of you. She had just died, and it was because of you, because you were selfish and confused all while being scared.

You didn’t know how long you stayed there in total silence until you just collapsed onto the cold, hard floor beneath your feet. The silence was interrupted by your blood curdling scream of pure agony that echoed throughout the enclosed building. Your head came into contact with the ground when you curled over your knees and screamed once again while grabbing at your hair and banging your forehead against the cement. Tears flowed out of both your eyes as you cried out in horror, unable to rid your mind of the events that just occurred. You screamed until your throat was raw and your voice hoarse, you could feel the clumps of hair you pulled out of your scalp as your fingers dug deeper into your skull and worst of all, you knew you were alone now.

For days, you were numb. Five days to be exact. You didn’t do much but sleep, cry, eat, walk aimlessly to a new location and then repeat it all again the next day. You couldn’t shake the immense feeling of guilt you felt when you woke each morning knowing Holyn wouldn’t because of you. It wasn’t until you played your next game, an eight of spades, that you snapped out of the haze your emotions put you in. During the game, you had to climb a tree fast enough to avoid the arrows being shot at you from below as the height the arrows were shot increased each minute as you ascended the tree. You were ahead of the others until one man decided to start pulling at your ankles to hold you back which eventually turned into him trying to make you lose your grip and fall. In the moment he yanked your body down, you almost completely lost your grip on the branch keeping you from falling. It was then that you realized you weren’t going to let Holyn die in vain, you’d survive and push through everything to honor her memory.

After that, the “acquaintances” you made between or during games never meant much to you because in the end, you could only count on and rely on yourself to ensure your survival. You stopped moping around and became the version of yourself you had always wanted to become, the one that allowed you to turn off your emotions and step away from your chaotic thoughts. You now lived for yourself and yourself only, but even then, you never killed anyone intentionally.

A few days passed by but you couldn’t tell exactly how long you had been in this hell hole. You only played games when it was necessary which was only about two days before your visa expired. After overhearing someone in a two of Spades game talk about a place called “the Beach” and the people there “knowing how to get out here,” you started observing those who played games when you didn’t. It only took a few nights to see the connection between the group of people who entered games with tag numbers on their wrists being the ones who walked out. After you played a couple games with people with the tags on their wrists, you were convinced they knew something about the strategy of the games. Lingering in the shadows, you watched the participants of the game walk out of the arena and head down the street while you quietly followed behind. You must’ve walked for five minutes before you noticed where exactly the group was headed; a vehicle. “But I thought..” you whispered to yourself in confusion seeing them jump into the four seater 1970 cadillac while you stood still in your hidden position wondering what they were doing. Upon hearing the ignition of the engine you remembered Holyn telling you only older modeled vehicles were able to work here, but where did they find fuel? Not once had you seen an operable fuel station. “There must be fuel at the beach, there has to be,” you thought to yourself, watching as they drove off which only made you more determined to find this place and get the answers to your questions. And with that thought in mind, you set out on a journey to find this so-called “beach.”

As the vehicle drove further from your sight, you started jogging in order to tail them to their location while still keeping yourself out of sight. You ran for around fifteen minutes before you saw a building in the distance, a building which had power unlike everything else in the city. Seeing the destination, you stopped running and took a while to slow your breathing and regain your energy. “So this is the Beach,” you sighed observing the structure and its surroundings. The building itself seemed to be four stories tall and included a large pool in front where people partied as if they weren’t fighting for their lives everyday. You approached a fence which seemed to outline the perimeter of the area and carefully leaned over it as if you were watching a child’s game. You saw the vast amounts of people give into the pleasures of ignorance while deafening music thrummed in the background, even from the great distance you were, you could slightly feel the vibrations of the bass in your chest.

“Ah who's this?” you heard a cynical voice ask rhetorically from behind you. At the sudden and unexpected presence you jumped, turning around and swinging your fist to punch whoever it was out of instinct. When your right hand came in contact with a face your left twisted to grab the knife you still carried on your thigh in a holster. Just as you grasped ahold of the handle one of the two people delivered a knockout-blow to the side of your head just behind your temple which caused you to instantly lose consciousness.

When you awoke you were sitting in a chair with your hands tied loosely behind your back onto the chair with what felt like a burlap bag over your head. You let out a small groan of discomfort feeling your head pulse due to your new injury, one you would have to repay later on. Upon hearing your groan, the bag was swiftly removed from your head allowing the bright lights of the room to flood your vision which hadn’t adjusted making you shut your eyes with a silent wince. After blinking a few times you get adjusted, you were finally able to scan your surroundings. In front of you stood a man with shoulder-length hair, blsck sunglasses, an open kimono and red swim trunks, to his left stood a man with buzzed hair, a black muscle shirt and green military pants who you instantly recognized.

“Aguni?” You asked with confusion seeing the man you used to work with. He was here too? You weren’t surprised he was still alive, the man was invincible when you worked with him. And just like back then, he was silent, he only gave a small nod of his head to you as a response before reassuming his statue-like stance. To his right was a man with silver hair, a white Nike hoodie and blue swim shorts who looked at you in an inquisitive manner with tired yet sharp eyes. Two women who had black hair were standing to his right and a man covered in tattoos stood further off to the side holding a sword long in length, possibly a katana. A few other people were staggered around the room but none of them seemed to be as ‘important’ as the few that you noticed immediately.

“Aguni-san? You know her?” The man in the kimono asked the latter with creased brows showing obvious confusion. “We worked at the SDF together. She was my partner before we were assigned to different segments, she’d be a good addition to the executives or militants.” He responded while putting in a good word for you. “Someone like her? An SDF officer? If you hadn’t told me, Aguni-san, I would have never known.” The man remarked crossing his arms over his chest while walking over to a desk which he leaned on. “What’s that supposed to mean?” You questioned with a scowl in his direction as your fingers fiddled with the ropes binding your wrists. You would be able to get out of them in a matter of minutes if no one noticed what you were trying to do, but it seemed the man in the white hoodie already noticed as he raised his brow in your direction with an impressed smirk on his stoic face. “A pretty, small woman like yourself...I would’ve thought you’d be tagging along with someone and not alone. Actually I would’ve thought you’d be dead by now, much less an SDF officer.” He commented with a wry smile fanning out all your cards which contradicted his statement.

“If my cards tell you anything, you should know you’re wrong,” you hummed, resuming your attempt to loosen the ropes. “Ah yes your cards,” he began while pushing himself off the desk and slowly pacing around the room, “we want you to become a resident at the Beach after seeing the cards you’ve gathered. And after learning of your pastime, you would be a great addition to the team either way.” Of course he would want you once he saw the games you had played, you were good at surviving meaning you’d also be efficient in getting him the rest of the cards. “And if I don’t want to become a resident?” You questioned poking the inside of your cheek with your tongue out of habit. You were doing just fine on your own and definitely did not need this place, however, it seemed like they needed you. Or they needed your cards more so than yourself.

“Well if you choose to stay, you’ll be able to get out of this game quicker. We have a theory that once we collect all the playing cards, one person will be able to go back to the normal world. And if you choose not to stay, well, you can walk away from here but we will keep your cards. We have gathered all the weapons in the city, we regularly gather rain water and food which the game makers seem to replenish once a week, you’ll be taken care of here.” He explained pausing directly in front of you waiting for a response. Did no one else see the problem with him? How he was manipulating everyone to get the cards under the false security that they’d get to leave too? Or was everyone here really THAT ignorant? “It seems like you take my cards either way hm?” You suggested in a hum cocking your head to the right slightly in question. “You’re correct. However, now you would be higher in the rankings and an executive after making such a great contribution and having the skill set you supposedly possess.” He told you in an attempt to persuade you into staying while adding a bit of sweetness to the word ‘contribution’. When you simply looked at him with a bored gaze, he sighed and continued speaking.

“If you decide to stay there are only three rules. 1) "always wear a bathing suit". This is to be sure no one is hiding any weapons which is why our militants don’t have to wear them if chosen to do so. Rule 2) "be free to live your life exactly as you wish including alcohol, drugs and sex" and the third and last rule: "death to traitors".” He enlightened you on the standards they lived by to help you make your decision. It didn’t seem like it would be a bad choice if you chose to stay here, you’d have food, shelter, and people you didn’t know in case you had to play another game of hearts.

“I’ll stay but I want my knife back, if I have to wear a bathing suit you’ll be able to see it anytime since I wear it on my thigh.” You compromised whilst completely freeing your hands from their bound position but still holding the rope to hide suspicions. You hated the fact you’d have to wear a swimsuit because your scars would be visible but if it meant you could have your knife, you’d be more than willing. Hearing a few chuckles resonate around the room at your demand you brought your attention to one of the men in the back of the room who had a bandage on his cheek and a black eye. It was easy to come to the conclusion that he was the one you punched earlier, and the thought of that made you smile with pride while looking at him.

“You are in no position to make demands, sweetheart,” he practically snarled at you. You hated being called sweetheart, it not only made you cringe but it infuriated you beyond measure. With a deadly glare, you let go of the rope and stood from the chair in a swift motion and threw the ropes at him without a word which said everything you needed to. However, just as he caught the ropes you could hear the door being slammed open followed by a voice which was all too familiar.

“The traitors are dead,” the unknown man announced in a tone of pride, kicking the door closed behind him. His voice instantly brought back memory after memory causing you to turn your head in shock in order to make sure you were hearing things correctly. The man you were looking at looked nothing like the one you once knew. This one had piercings on his nose and eyebrow while he sported an automatic rifle on his shoulder and a psychotic smile on his face. “Niragi?” You whispered in shock, still unable to believe your eyes. Was this the same boy you stood up for in high school? He looked so....different. What exactly happened to the sweet, shy boy you once fell in love with? “Y/N?” He questioned letting his mouth fall open the slightest but before he regained his composure. It was him, Suguru Niragi, the first and only man you’ve ever truly fallen in love with, but also the man who disappeared without a trace three years ago. You knew he had left you, it wasn’t hard to figure that much out, but you never knew why and quite frankly, you didn’t care anymore. You had moved on.

“Fantastic! Another one of our own knows this charming young woman, this will make things a lot easier. Niragi, you may take her to the locker rooms so she can change into some fitting attire then you can get her an ID bracelet and take her to her room.” The man who you noticed had a bracelet tagged 001, exclaimed with a clap of his hands as he was instructing Niragi to get you settled in. “She can do it on her own,” Niragi scoffed with a roll of his eyes which had you throwing your head back in a sarcastic chuckle. “I’ll take her,” someone insisted from the side. Glancing in the direction the voice resounded you noticed the short pale man with the silver hair stepping out towards you. He seemed oddly familiar as well but you couldn’t quite place it.

“That’s settled then. Now, my knife?” You quipped raising a brow at the ‘leader’ in the kimono just before someone came from behind you pressing a cold piece of metal to your throat while their other arm was holding your arms in place by your waist. The room went silent as everyone watched what was about to unfold in front of them, Aguni simply rolled his eyes with a sigh knowing what was about to happen. “You mean this knife?” The man teased, his voice was one you recognized from one of the two men that brought you to this place and all you wanted in that moment was to stab him for that. So, naturally, you settled for the next best thing. Pushing your head forward a little while trying not to move your neck, you watched Niragi’s expression as you threw your head backwards with all your force resulting in hitting the unknown man’s nose.

When the back of your skull came into contact with his face he immediately lessened his grip on you which allowed you to slip out of his grasp and take your knife from his hand. With your knife in hand, you grabbed his wrist, twisting it and bending his arm behind his back while your other arm placed him in a chokehold. You leaned in close to his ear as he was fighting your hold before pulling him back harshly, putting pressure on his windpipe, “Never, and I mean NEVER, touch my knife again. Got it?” You growled and if you were being honest, you would’ve intimidated yourself. You didn’t wait for a response as you pushed him forward only to watch him fall onto the ground with a soft thud. “Now,” you sighed looking up with a smile which could’ve been seen as both innocent or sinister, “let’s go,” you said slipping your knife into the holster on your thigh. The man with the white hair stepped forward with his hands in his pockets and came to your side, briefly looking at Niragi before turning his attention to you. “Let’s go, shall we?”

[kookieskiwi]

Nie Huaisang be like :: I’m bored, might fuck around and raise my best friend from the dead, reunite him with the love of his life (whom he failed to hide his affection for) and have them solve the case of my dead brother so I don’t have to get my hands dirty. Or I might buy a new fan. I’ll decide after the birdwatch.

Tell me I’m wrong. I dare you.

[kookieskiwi]

Xue Yang is honestly just a disobedient toddler...except his tantrums..kill people...

[kookieskiwi]

【Ｘｕｅ　Ｙａｎｇ】

A moodboard for Xue Yang, the menace we all love 🖤

(Send in requests in my ask box for other characters from The Untamed / Alice in Borderland and for Asian idols)

[kookieskiwi]

“Just help me set this fucking thing on fire”

Min Yoongi x reader crack(preferred)

Warnings ; drugs, fire, killing, shooting, guns, arson, mafia

Word count ; 772

Pairing ; Min Yoongi x Reader 

Format ; Drabble 

Summary ; you helped him clean up his mess once again, but that’s exactly what he intended even if he didn’t.

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Yoongi was a mafia boss and everyone knew it. His tattoos, persona and attitude gave it away immediately, and you, well you were his partner in crime. You went along to almost every mission he had which meant you helped kill, torture, steal and do anything to get the job done. But there were times that the two of you dropped the tension which was usually associated with jobs and simply vibed throughout the chaos.

  This was one of those times.

  You and Yoongi had a job which dealt with a widely known drug lord in Korea meaning this SHOULD have been a time for all seriousness. But it wasn’t. Not when he instantly noticed the fake bundles of cocaine in the shipment. Without a second thought, Yoongi pulled the trigger on the famous drug dealer and watched him drop dead right in front of you.

  “Yoongi? What the FUCK?! Do you know WHO you just KILLED?” You turned to him in shock with wide eyes. You knew he was impulsive but not like THIS. “What?” He shrugged his shoulders as he tucked his gun back in its holster. “They were fake,” he motioned to the crate of ‘fake’ cocaine to your left. 

Looking between him and the wooden crate you couldn’t believe what you had just heard. “Yoongi you didn’t even TEST it!” You exclaimed walking over to the crate to test the bundles for yourself which only included feeling the texture and smelling it, not actually consuming it. 

“IT’S REAL you IDIOT.” You glared at him once you inspected the substance but you couldn’t help the smile which spread across your features when you saw him look away from your accusing eyes. He was always soft with you, he couldn’t keep the cold persona when the two of you were alone together, you were just too perfect to him.

“Well, he was our competition anyways.” Yoongi justified his actions with a blush on his usually pale cheeks. Shaking your head in disbelief, you ran your fingers through your hair before tying it up and shaking off your jacket, “you’re insufferable Min Yoongi.”

  For the next forty five minutes, the two of you moved the shipment back to your base with the help of your recruits which made things easier for you both. Once you knew the drugs were back at your place safely, you looked at Yoongi who stood with his hands in his pockets and a cigarette in his mouth. “Since you’re the one that killed the man,” You started as you glanced at the dead body and then back at your lover, “YOU get to clean this up.”

  “Sure, just help me set this fucking thing on fire.” He scoffed pulling the cigarette out of his mouth and throwing it on the ground before pulling out his lighter from his jacket pocket which meant it was on you to get the gasoline. Walking over to the west wide of the warehouse, you found a gallon of gasoline which you screwed open and started pouring it around the entire area before pouring the remainder of it on the ex-drug lord.

 “If I had a dime for every time I’ve had to fix your shit,” you cooed, walking towards the exit where Yoongi had been waiting and watching. Once the two of you made it outside, you grabbed the lighter from his hand and flicked it open, then turned around and threw the lighter onto the fuel-soaked ground causing a trail of fire to ignite before you stepped away and closed the door behind you.

 “Remember the time I had to save your ass?” You asked him as you approached the man who was gazing at the building which was being engulfed in flames. “Which time?” he mindlessly asked, drawing his attention back to look at you. “Exactly,” you lightly chuckled at him while you too gazed at him now, “you’re supposed to be the one saving the day Mister Mafia Man,” you couldn’t help but tease.

  “Why? I’ve always found it attractive watching you walk out of a burning building.” He quipped slinging his arm around your shoulder and leaning against you. “So you killed an infamous drug dealer...simply because you wanted to see me clean up your mess by arson?” You asked, grasping at the information being fed to you. This was your partner in crime, Min Yoongi, a man who would give anything to watch you be the badass you were.

 “Mhm, you know I love a bit of arson.”

#drabble #btsdrabble #min yoongi x reader #send in some more #i loved this idea

[kookieskiwi]

𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙘 (𝙏𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙄𝙄)

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ꜱʜᴜɴᴛᴀʀᴏ ᴄʜɪꜱʜɪʏᴀ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x ꜱᴜɢᴜʀᴜ ɴɪʀᴀɢɪ  

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʀᴅᴇʀʟᴀɴᴅꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴅᴀʀᴋ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴜᴍʙ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ꜱᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇᴅ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʙᴊᴇᴄᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏᴘᴀᴛʜɪᴄ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏᴄɪᴏᴘᴀᴛʜɪᴄ ᴍᴇɴ, ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɪꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇx ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪɴᴅ ɪᴛ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴅʀᴏᴡɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴꜱ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ꜰᴀᴄɪɴɢ. ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴅɴᴇꜱꜱ? ʙᴜᴛ...ᴀʀᴇɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴍᴀᴅ ʜᴇʀᴇ? 

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ ꜱɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀ, ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ, ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏᴀɴᴀʟʏꜱᴇꜱ, ᴅʀᴜɢꜱ, ᴀʟᴄᴏʜᴏʟ, ꜱᴜɪᴄɪᴅᴀʟ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴄɪᴇꜱ, ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀᴅᴅᴇᴅ ᴀꜱ ɪ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ. 

ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: ᴀʟɪᴄᴇ ɪɴ ʙᴏʀᴅᴇʀʟᴀɴᴅ, ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ, ꜱᴍᴜᴛ, ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱQᴜɪɴᴛ 

ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ: ᴡʜᴏᴇᴠᴇʀ ɪꜱ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ʀᴇᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴀɢᴇꜱ 15 ᴀɴᴅ ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ. ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ.  

ʀᴇʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ: ᴛʙᴀ 

ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ʟᴀʏᴏᴜᴛ: ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀ ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛ ᴏʀ ᴛʀɪʟᴏɢʏ, ᴛʙᴀ

“Fantastic! Another one of our own knows this charming young woman, this will make things a lot easier. Niragi, you may take her to the locker rooms so she can change into some fitting attire then you can get her an ID bracelet and take her to her room.” The man who you noticed had a bracelet tagged 001, exclaimed with a clap of his hands as he was instructing Niragi to get you settled in. “She can do it on her own,” Niragi scoffed with a roll of his eyes which had you throwing your head back in a sarcastic chuckle. “I’ll take her,” someone insisted from the side. Glancing in the direction the voice resounded you noticed the short pale man with the silver hair stepping out towards you. He seemed oddly familiar as well but you couldn’t quite place it.

  “That’s settled then. Now, my knife?” You quipped raising a brow at the ‘leader’ in the kimono just before someone came from behind you pressing a cold piece of metal to your throat while their other arm was holding your arms in place by your waist. The room went silent as everyone watched what was about to unfold in front of them, Aguni simply rolled his eyes with a sigh knowing what was about to happen. “You mean this knife?” The man teased, his voice was one you recognized from one of the two men that brought you to this place and all you wanted in that moment was to stab him for that. So, naturally, you settled for the next best thing. Pushing your head forward a little while trying not to move your neck, you watched Niragi’s expression as you threw your head backwards with all your force resulting in hitting the unknown man’s nose.

  When the back of your skull came into contact with his face he immediately lessened his grip on you which allowed you to slip out of his grasp and take your knife from his hand. With your knife in hand, you grabbed his wrist, twisting it and bending his arm behind his back while your other arm placed him in a chokehold. You leaned in close to his ear as he was fighting your hold before pulling him back harshly, putting pressure on his windpipe, “Never, and I mean NEVER, touch my knife again. Got it?” You growled and if you were being honest, you would’ve intimidated yourself. You didn’t wait for a response as you pushed him forward only to watch him fall onto the ground with a soft thud. 

“Now,” you sighed looking up with a smile which could’ve been seen as both innocent or sinister, “let’s go,” you said slipping your knife into the holster on your thigh. The man with the white hair stepped forward with his hands in his pockets and came to your side, briefly looking at Niragi before turning his attention to you. “Let’s go, shall we?”

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[cremeandsuga]

I may be a small creator, but if I, a small account with little power — cannot be forgiven for talking out of my ASS on topics I have NO SAY IN, WHICH HASN’T FUCKING HAPPENED — THERE SHOULD BE NO FUCKING REASON FOR THIS COMMUNITY TO CONTINUE TO UPLIFT CREATORS WHO CLEARLY HAVE THEIR HEAD SHOVED SO FAR UP THEIR ASS THAT ALL THEY DO IS SHITTALK.

There is absolutely no reason for you to be afraid of larger accounts. These are people on the internet but you can call them out on their shit and not support them. Fuck anyone who thinks it’s okay to continue being friends with someone solely to help their clout and popularity — you soil your reputation, but you don’t care.

You won’t ever catch me supporting someone just because they have a huge following and ignoring their stupidity, much less interact with them on ANY platform — or in any way ever again.

Just a thought, hehe, happy new year!

[cremeandsuga]

adding onto this —

it’s absolutely unbelievable that this kpop/bts fandom/tumblr community just allows stupidity?? and blatant ignorance from people who will literally only harm them in the long run. you are literally friends with an AWFUL person — i won’t speak on their works because that is a low blow.

you allow this creator to manipulate you and then when you have a fall-out with them, you’re surprised when they use their following in their favor and send their minions after you to send hate and be disrespectful? i’m tired of that shit.

it’s so fucking ugly. how you can sit back and watch someone be so fucking disregarding and have such an ugly heart. and you BEFRIEND them!!! when YOU ARE BETTER OFF ON YOUR OWN??? sometimes the chase for clout clouds your vision, i guess.

i’ll probably forget abt this post again in a few hours, but i will never forget the people who associate themselves with these creators who simply have no empathy or any feeling for anyone but themselves and the people they supposedly call friends. it’s absolutely ridiculous how people think they can say stupid shit because they have followers.

happy february.

[cremeandsuga]

i rlly do be so tired of stupidity and blatant ignorance on this stupid t app.

yes i have a problem with YEW if you’re a DUMB BITCH. STOP HAVING SUCH AN UGLY HEART. GROW UP. LITERALLY GROW THE FUCK UP.

people disgust me on here, honestly. you gatekeep, you speak on issues that don’t concern you, you manipulate situations and people — and you probably accept apologies from people that are not for you. you are so far up your own ass, yet you find it so pleasurable when more people just gather and basically worship you? i wonder what you’ve fed these people that they’ve become madmen. you are the WORST kind of person there is — you are hateful, full of malice and ignorance.

and i am tired of seeing you be reblogged on my dash, or seeing your group of friends that i’ve tried to ignore are your friends because i enjoy their work and them by themselves. you are just poison to them — they won’t know until it’s too late.

el oh el anyways lmfao happy feb 3rd!!

[cremeandsuga]

EL EHM AYE OH

I have come back to this post to continue my rant — and just like every time, you better believe I’m livid.

this one will obviously be short and sweet, and i don’t really care much for those of you who think anything of me.

sometimes people are given administrative responsibilities, and because they fear being overshadowed, they only befriend and ‘love’ people they believe are below them. think about who your ‘friends’ are, because they could very well not see you as an equal, and you are not better than anyone simply because you managed to snatch a sliver of their ‘friendship’.

you’re all expendable to them if it means climbing the social ladder. humble yourselves.

[kookieskiwi]

YES. Finally someone said it!! I’ve been on the receiving end of hatred and stupidity with no one to assist me simply because I am a small account. I joined a network and was bullied by the admins from that network and others and eventually kicked out. Due to their “followings” and “power” no one helped me show proof that I was innocent and they had been lying. Please don’t let a high amount of followers make you egocentric and / or take that as a reason to belittle other accounts.

[kookieskiwi]

𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙘 (𝙏𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙧)

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ꜱʜᴜɴᴛᴀʀᴏ ᴄʜɪꜱʜɪʏᴀ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x ꜱᴜɢᴜʀᴜ ɴɪʀᴀɢɪ 

 ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʀᴅᴇʀʟᴀɴᴅꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴅᴀʀᴋ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴜᴍʙ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ꜱᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇᴅ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʙᴊᴇᴄᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏᴘᴀᴛʜɪᴄ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏᴄɪᴏᴘᴀᴛʜɪᴄ ᴍᴇɴ, ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɪꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇx ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪɴᴅ ɪᴛ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴅʀᴏᴡɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴꜱ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ꜰᴀᴄɪɴɢ. ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴅɴᴇꜱꜱ? ʙᴜᴛ...ᴀʀᴇɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴍᴀᴅ ʜᴇʀᴇ? 

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ ꜱɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀ, ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ, ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴘꜱʏᴄʜᴏᴀɴᴀʟʏꜱᴇꜱ, ᴅʀᴜɢꜱ, ᴀʟᴄᴏʜᴏʟ, ꜱᴜɪᴄɪᴅᴀʟ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴄɪᴇꜱ, ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀᴅᴅᴇᴅ ᴀꜱ ɪ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ. 

ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: ᴀʟɪᴄᴇ ɪɴ ʙᴏʀᴅᴇʀʟᴀɴᴅ, ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ, ꜱᴍᴜᴛ, ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱQᴜɪɴᴛ 

ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ: ᴡʜᴏᴇᴠᴇʀ ɪꜱ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ʀᴇᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴀɢᴇꜱ 15 ᴀɴᴅ ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ. ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴀɴʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ.  

ʀᴇʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ: ᴛʙᴀ 

ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ʟᴀʏᴏᴜᴛ: ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀ ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛ ᴏʀ ᴛʀɪʟᴏɢʏ, ᴛʙᴀ

“Registration has closed,” the phone chimed causing each of you to glance down at the small screen. “There are twenty participants. Game: Queen of cards.” 

“Rules,” the automated voice said, “After putting on the designated collars you will be divided into two teams, one team will be the Jacks while the other is the Queen of Hearts. Find the Queen of Hearts, take her phone and find the safe zone. If the Queen is not found, it is game over for the Jacks. If the Queen is found, it is game over for her.” 

“Does this mean it’s one girl against the rest of us?” Your friend Holyn asked with a small crack in her voice making hit her as a sign to be quiet. The two of you grabbed the collars they had laid out on the table and placed them on your neck after close inspection. You needed to seem like you had done this before, the last thing you needed was to be seen as the weaklings or newbies. “It’s a Hearts game, of course that’s what it means. We are supposed to turn on each other and play with others minds. It makes sense.” A male with his arms crossed over his chest said. He had played before, you could tell. The group of men he came with looked like they had been here for about maybe a week based off their appearance and calmness towards the situation. 

 “What do you mean ‘It’s a heart's game’?” A girl who looked to be about seventeen asked. It was obvious she was new to this like you, however, you weren’t letting anyone know that. “When you see the game card, you know the type of game and the difficulty of it. Heart games are those of psychological torture and betrayal where you mess with your opponents or friends minds and emotions. Diamond games are ones of minds and intelligence, often including solving riddles or puzzles. Clubs are by far the safest there is given they are teamwork and unity games. Spade games are physical, they test your stamina and endurance. The number of the cards tell you the difficulty levels; one being the easiest and ten being the hardest.” Another man explained to the girls. You listened attentively while looking down at your phone noticing this was a six of hearts game. Hearts. There had to be a way to do this without betrayal. But before you could think of anything further you were interrupted by the phone which spoke once more.

“The Queen will have one minute to hide before Jack's time starts, but she wont know she is the Queen until Jack's time begins.” The feminine AI voice instructed once more. The girls were to be hunted by the boys and even if they weren’t the Queen the males wouldn’t know. Even if it was a best friend. You noticed when the others came to the same realization as you as one guy started profusely apologizing to a girl who was shaking. This is a game of survival. “So that means-”

“You girls better run.” Was said with a sinister smirk. All the guys had to do to ensure survival was take out phones and get to the undisclosed safe zone. However this was more than that. You saw the weapons on a board in the distance and you knew you weren’t the only one who did.

Without a second thought, you grabbed Holyn’s hand and ran as fast as you could to get the farthest from any other person, vividly aware of the knife on your thigh. She quickly followed behind although she didn’t have much of a choice with your iron-like grip on her wrist. Ducking into the shrubbery, you two crawled towards a dark corner to hide from anyone’s sight. She sat across from you as you both tried to calm your breathing while keeping yourselves hidden. The phone chimed again, “Hiding time is up,” the voice said while a new timer appeared on your phone. “Ten minutes,” it read. An alarm sounded throughout the arena echoing off the walls of the indoor tea garden. “The game will now commence,” you heard just before seeing your screen turn black temporarily with your role on it. “Thank goodness, I’m a Jack. You are too right?” Holyn asked as you turned off your phone and looked at her with a smile, “me too.” 

No. You were the Queen.

If you would like to be added to the taglist please comment, message or send an ask! Also feel free to talk to me about any ideas you may have for future stories. If things keep going smoothly, this should be out by the end of March at the LATEST. Mind you, I AM in school and I suffer from migraines so some days I wont be able to write. Also, this will be released with she/her pronouns but i will release a they/them version afterwards. Much love to all my readers! 

-Cheshire 

[hanxiaofeifei]

Of course I watch Alice in Borderland for the plot!

The plot:

[kookieskiwi]

𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜

Demon or Mafia AU + “what— okay, stay right there baby we’re coming.”

Idol AU + “Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?”

Bad Boy AU + “Yeah, well I shut everyone out. Don’t take it personally.”

Medical AU + “I knew it was a mistake falling in love with my best friends.”

Part 2

Part 3

Mafia AU +”you’re so tiny compared to me.” and “can I kiss you?”

BadyBoy AU x Street Racer! Reader + “You’ll have to tell me why we’re committing a felony not that it’ll stop us, but at least I’ll have all the facts straight.”

Mafia AU + “I vote today to be pajama day.”

Mafia AU+ strangers to lovers + “is there a special reason you’re wearing my shirt little one."

Mafia AU + “we're here baby take a breath for us”

[kookieskiwi]

Bundle of Joy

BTS BINGO #1:Kim Taehyung

Pairing: Werewolf!BTS x Werewolf!Reader,,,appearances by Lee::: Taemin, Taeyong, Jihoon (woozi), Donghyuk (Haechan) and Mark Lee

Rating: General Audience, SFW

Word count: 5.5k

Genre: PURE FLUFF, Established relationship AU, werewolf AU, mate AU, pregnancy AU.

Warnings: adult language, mentions of sex but nothing explicit, this is so sweet your teeth may rot...

Tag list: @neighborhood-werewolf​ @drunkzseok​ @mrcleanheichou​ @s0seo​ @chans-euphoria​

This is for the @btsholidaybingo event!! Each time I finish a story I will reveal the space on the bingo card shortly after posting the story: the covered spaces are that way so the element of surprise is still there. Send in an ask, comment or message me if you’d like to be added to my tag list for this event and anything I release during it or that has to do with it. 

Being mated and engaged to seven werewolves was definitely a hassle. More often than not you were the topic of argument due to their possessiveness to keep their Luna with them at all times. The younger boys were clingier to you than their elders but they too could only go so long without having you in their arms before arguing with each other. You see; you yourself were a wolf too, originating from the Lee clan a few miles north where your brothers often came to the Bangtan clan. You just so happened to catch the eye of the seven wolves one day as you traveled with your brothers to the quarter-annual meeting amongst several other clans to discuss rogue wolves in the area. The second you made eye contact with each of them and your body screamed ‘mate’, you all knew you were destined to be together. Being mated to an allied clan, your brothers didn’t have an issue allowing the seven to begin courting you but often complained when you came home saturated with their scents.

“You smell like sandalwood and lavender,” Mark would often groan as soon as you entered the pack house making you chortle since he never wasted a second. “Have you smelt yourselves lately? The whole house smells like wet dog.” You’d plug your nose and stick your tongue out while kicking your shoes off and shutting the door behind you. “Yah, you know it’s raining out! It should’ve washed that strong smell off you.” Taeyong complained from beside mark messing with his damp hair which you had assumed gotten wet when he was out checking the pack boundaries earlier.

“Leave her be, at least we know what they’ve been up to.” Taemin chimed in as you walked in the direction of your room. Turning around in shock at his statement you were able to see the cheshire-like grin on his face. “Yah! I told we are waiting until the time is right for that. We just...made out a bit,” you explained shyly before shaking your head to rid yourself of those thoughts, “I shouldn’t even be telling you this! Goodnight, I’m going to shower.” You rushed to evade the presence as two more of your brothers came into view with a raised brow. Donghyuk and Jihoon may have been small, extremely small, but they were also extremely protective of their younger sister.

“What was that about?” Jihoon asked the others as he watched you stumble all the way to your room with an amused grin. He knew you were easily flustered especially when it came to the seven men who had you blushing and love struck. “Same as usual, their scent is all over her and she keeps denying that they’ve completed the mating process.” Taemin held up three fingers and lowered each one until he finished his sentence which was immediately followed by a shout which resonated from you. “WE HAVEN’T! WE JUST MADE OUT A LOT ALRIGHT?! DAMN.” You screamed slamming your bathroom door out of both frustration and embarrassment. You loved your brothers, sure, but at times you wished you could just slap them since they constantly teased you about your relationship.

You missed interactions like that between the six of you, once you moved out of the pack house you grew up in and moved in with loves of your life you hadn’t been able to see your brothers as much. But short visits like the ones you had once each week or every-other week was enough time for them to make up for the missed teasing. Going to visit them always made you even more giddy to return back home to the seven wolves who caught your heart. In fact that’s exactly where you just came from, you had stayed the night with your brothers discussing the wedding which was to occur in just a few weeks.

Since you began dating your lovers three years ago they always said “we are going to get married one day,” and now it was finally set to happen. Dating for two years and five months and being engaged for around for around three months seemed like only a few days to you. Everyday was special with them and you never once felt bored. While they had been courting each other for around two years before they met you they always knew there was missing piece to their hearts so they promised not to take things any further than mating and bonding until they found you.

After finding you, the process began once again. Courting, taking you out on dates, giving you gifts everyday against your will, tender loving kisses, it was all a steady process which you appreciated. Even when each of you went into your heats, they never used that as an opportunity for sex with you even thought their instincts told them otherwise. “Your first time with us is going to be special baby, not during a time in which we’d be in a haze.” They’d tell you each time you offered to help them or begged them to help you even though at the time it felt like rejection you thanked them when you came out of the foggy lust of your heat and when they were helped by one of the others.

However, the night of your engagement felt right for each one of you so naturally you gave yourself to them in each way possible. That was the night you completed the entire process of officially mating and bonding with each one of them. To be completely honest, at first you were worried about taking seven all doing your first time but with how gentle, loving, slow and caring they were, you never wanted it to end.

Within those three months after that wonderful night your brothers teased like never before, especially when you came home with their mating marks still somewhat fresh on your neck. They had teased you with the multiple claiming marks they each created on your skin but with mating marks, it was a whole different meaning.

When you made it back home to your husbands-to-be the sun was just above the horizon line which meant some of the guys were out on morning patrol while the rest were making breakfast or still sleeping. You slipped into the house hoping to surprise whoever was there but the gift of a stronger sense of both hearing and smelling ended that chance when you heard “Y/n’s home!” being shouted followed by the pitter-patter of footsteps running down the stairs eagerly to get to you. Within seconds Jungkook and Hoseok embraced you almost knocking you over in the process but steadying you by your hips.

“Hi baby, hi pup.” You greeted Hoseok then Jungkook with a kiss on cheek as they both squeezed you closer to them. “Hi love, we missed you.” Jungkook nosed at your neck along his mating mark which even after months was still sensitive when each of them touched their own. “Did you meet Taehyung or any other wolf on your way here?” He asked pulling back from you slightly to look at you with a bit of a jealous glint in his eyes. These boys.

“No, why?” You asked a bit confused at the question. Once you left from your brothers you came straight here and were alone the whole time. “You smell like him and another scent, it’s almost like both of yours combined. You smell like caramel and sandalwood, it’s strange.” He explained further making your brows furrow in confusion as well. “That’s strange, I’ll go say hello to the others then go up to shower. It may be one of my brothers.” You told him pecking his lips then Hobi’s before they released you from their grasp.

After an unintentional make out session with Jin in the kitchen while Yoongi grumbled out of jealousy since he couldn’t take his eyes off the food, you finally made it up the stairs and into your shared bedroom to shower. By the time you finished you had cleansed your skin of any scent which wasn’t yours that may have remained behind before stepping out to dry off.

When dry you slipped into your Calvin Klein matching grey underwear set before pulling on Namjoon’s FG long sleeve sweatshirt. Not bothering to put in any pants you picked out some fluffy socks before drying and brushing your hair then finally padding downstairs fiddling with the sweater paws of the large top. The guys loved when you wore their clothes, maybe a little too much, and it often caused them to get possessive over you. When you made your way downstairs you were greeted by Namjoon, Taehyung and Jimin who had just gotten back from the morning patrol.

“Princess! You’re home.” Namjoon cooed excitedly picking you up making you latch onto him like a koala, “and you’re in my shirt, how precious.” He continued as he began pecking small quick kisses all over your face before finally kissing your lips. Recently he had been working more and you could feel it when you gripped onto his biceps to hold yourself up. “I like it.” You told him squeezing the now buffed muscles on his arms, he smiled bashfully pursing his lips together in a shy smile while a rose tinted shade appeared on his cheeks. “I do too, Jungkookie has been training me well.” He replied letting you down from his grasp only to kiss the top of your head lovingly before moving aside to allow the younger two to greet you as well.

“Hi Babygirl, we missed you.” Jimin said as he and Taehyung embraced you. His warm breath on your neck sent a quick chill down your spine making you nuzzle your way closer to them. “I miss you all too but I was only gone for a day baby.” You told him which came out muffled during to you being pressed against Taehyung’s hard chest. “I know but any day without all of us isn’t the best day. Especially without our baby mate.” Taehyung replied giving your waist a small pinch which elicited a yelp from you followed by your adorable giggles which they seemed to fall more in live with each passing day.

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Days like this where you could all simply relax in your shared bedroom with movie playing in the background was a favorite type of day amongst the eight of you. The movie was forgotten while you laid comfortably in a few pillows and ran your fingers through Yoongi’s hair as his head laid on your lower stomach and finger drew patterns on the skin of your abdomen under Namjoon’s sweatshirt. Seokjin and Namjoon laid side by side with a hand intertwined together, Jimin leaned back against pillows with Jungkook in between his legs leaning against his chest. And lastly on the left side of you were Hoseok and Taehyung who spooned each other, Hosoek being the big spoon with a possessive hand over Tae’s waist and Taehyung being the little spoon who curled into your side.

“Did you and Taehyung recently have sex?” Yoongi asked out of no where causing your eyes to widen and hand to stop its movements in his hair out of shock. When the question was asked the others immediately turned to the two of you with shocked and confused expressions as well. “W-what? No! Why?” You stuttered our still quite frankly embarrassed by the question.

“You smell like him, it’s like what Jungkook was saying this morning. Since you’re in Joonie’s clothes you would think you’d smell like him but I smell a bit of both you and Tae and an entirely new scent.” He explained making your brain go haywire at the descriptive new information. “We had sex like a week ago, surely that should be gone by now.”

“You don’t think-“ You said sitting up to look at each of the men who had also moved from their previously comfortable positions out of alarm seeing their expressions mirror yours: confused, excited and startled.

“Babygirl I think..I think you might be pregnant.” Jin breathed out but you could all tell he wasn’t sure. Nothing was certain right now.

“But I can’t be- my heat hasn’t come and I shouldn’t be able to get pregnant if I’m not on my heat at the time...right?” You asked in disbelief shuffling off the bed to pace around the room.

“I don’t know for sure, it’s definitely a possibility.”

“What if I am? What are we going to do? Are you guys ready to be dads? Am I ready to be a mom?” You rambled teetering on the verge of tears.

“Hey Princess look at me.” Hoseok called from where he sat the side of the bed right next to Taehyung.

“Why don’t you take a pregnancy test first? Then from there we will know for sure. Alright?” He calmed you down by grabbing your hands in his and softly pulling you forward where he was eye level with your stomach.

“If you are pregnant we’ll get through this together alright?” He vowed pressing his lips right above your navel for a quick kiss before looking back up at you and you could tell he meant what he said.

“My brothers gave me some as a gag gift after our engagement, I still have them.” You shyly admitted looking down to guide your fingers through Hoseok’s black locks of hair to avoid the questioning gazes from the others by busying yourself. But you didn’t even need to look up to know they were amused at the thought of you keeping pregnancy tests on hand. “Yah, stop looking at me like that. They’re coming in handy now.” You admitted in a bashful tone pulling away from Hoseok’s embrace which made him pout since he was content leaning against your stomach.

“I’ll be back in a few minutes.” You told them parting from the group and making your way to your own bedroom. When you moved in with them you were please to find out each of them had their own rooms in order for them to be able to keep privacy if needed. The first few months of living with them you often fell asleep on the couch or with one of them in their beds and they would take you to your bed unsure if you’d like to sleep with any of them yet.

It wasn’t until you latched onto Yoongi’s arm one night as he tucked you in that you began spending night in the same bed. “Don’t go Yoongs,” you mumbled sleepily tugging at his fingers, “I wan cuddle,” you continued as you pursed your lip out in a pout mindlessly. “Are you sure baby? I don’t want you to wake up uncomfortable when you see me sleeping with you.” He asked hesitantly while he admired you in your drowsy state but he knew you were speaking what you had wanted to say for a while now. “Yes baby, now c’mere.” You pulled him a little harder that time and he chuckled following your orders by crawling your bed in beside you. As if you were magnetized you pulled yourself as close as possible to him while he hummed out of content to feel you in such an intimate yet not sexual way. “I love you,” you mumbled into his chest when his arm found its way to your waist and draped around you protectively. “I love you more.”

Needless to say, the next morning when Jimin went to wake you for breakfast he and the others threw a fit out of jealously at Yoongi.

You smiled at the fond memories you had created with each of them thus far and you hoped these tests came back positive. You’d always wanted a child one day with the man you loved, now you have that chance only it’s with the men you love.

Digging the three boxes out of your bathroom cabinet you sighed a sigh which was full of nervousness. After reading the instructions thoroughly you began taking each one and just as the instructions said ‘pee on the stick’ that’s exactly what you did. When you set the tests off to the side of the counter you washed your hands and then set the timer for thirty minutes. Opening the bathroom door to anyone who wished to enter you backed up and slid against the countertop sides.

As you began thinking on what just happened you realized Taehyung hadn’t said a word since Yoongi asked the question. Did he not want a child? Or did he not want to have one /yet/? Lost in thought you brought your knees to you chest and wrapped your arms around them and then let your head fall forward onto your knees. You had always planned for a child in your life, maybe not as soon as thing but you felt that since there were not only two but eight of you it wouldn’t be as tough.

You couldn’t help but let your mind run wild with what would happen if you were pregnant and what each of the guys do as your were carrying. Jungkook would love taking photos as your stomach grew and with both you and Taehyung as well, Jin would make sure every food craving you had was satisfied and that both you and the baby were fed enough while Namjoon would read every book on parenting. You could imagine Yoongi voluntarily taking naps with you and possibly rubbing your stomach gently to lull you into a peaceful slumber. Jimin would sing to both you and the baby if they began getting restless within you by kicking and gently scolding the baby to let you rest While Hoseok would simply converse with the baby saying “hey little one, we are excited to meet you.” Taehyung who would most definitely father this child, would be by your side each step of the way and you thought he’d love helping you paint and decorate the baby’s room.

As each thought filled your mind you couldn’t help the tears of pure happiness that welled in your eyes and eventually rolled down your cheeks. You’d all be an amazing family. That is, if they even wanted one.

“Baby?” Taehyung called as he entered your room followed by several pairs of footsteps behind him. You looked up to see all seven of your husbands-to-be crowded around the doorway at the entrance of your bathroom. “Why are you crying princess?” Jin asked in a concerned tone coming forth to pull you into his embrace. You couldn’t help but allow a few more tears to fall at the question, why were you crying? What it because you hoped they wanted a family as bad you did? Or was it because you were terrified?

“I’m so scared. I’ve always wanted a child or children of my own and since I fell in love with you guys, I wanted a family with y’all. But what if-“ you choked on your own breath afraid to even say what you were thinking. “What if you guys don’t feel the same? Or if you do actually feel that way, what if I’m a horrible mother?” You wanted to continue but Jin silenced you with a finger to your lips making your words die on your tongue.

“Baby. C’mere, lets go sit on your bed.” Jin proposed standing up keeping your hand in his to guide you up as well. When standing he lead you to the bed and into Taehyung’s embrace when he sat against the headboard. You sat in between his thighs and once you were situated his arms came to wrap securely around your stomach as he rested his chin on your shoulder. The others sat or stood on the bed or nearby all of them looking at you with love in their eyes.

“Baby. If you are pregnant,” Taehyung began gently rubbing small circles on your stomach, the thought of them not wanting a child made your stomach churned as he drew out what ever he was saying. “We are more than ready to have a family with you, the woman we love. Our Luna.” He told you pressing a kiss to the crown of your head.

Wait.

“W-what?” You asked shifting to scramble out of his grasp in order to face each of the men in the room. “Did you say what I think you just...are you really..do you mean it?” It came out in a breathless and rushed manner as you tried your best to process what was going on and what was just said.

“Yes love. We want nothing more then to have a family with you. We didn’t want to mention it because we didn’t think you’d want to take that step until we were married. But I guess now is the right time if it happens.” Yoongi told you as you stood there unable to believe what you were hearing. They wanted a family, with YOU.

“I-, really? Taehyung, if I am pregnant it’s obviously yours, are you sure you-?” You turned to face him only to see him already standing in front of you with eyes glimmering good flecks in his iris. Without speaking another word he closed the space between you two and pressed his lips on yours. This wasn’t a kiss of lust or want, rather it was love and passion, reassurance above anything else. You were breathless once again letting your eyes flutter closed as you disappeared into the kiss, hand going up to cup his jaw while he gently pressed you closer to him.

“I’m ready for anything with you. There are eight of us in this, he won’t have just one dad but seven, I might be his biologically but that won’t matter.” He said once he pulled away liking down at you admirably with the softest smile you’d ever seen. A sniffle escapes your nose as you tried your hardest not to sob out of happiness yet a few tears still fell out of your left eye only to be wiped away by Tae.

Just as you were about to speak the timer you had set echoed across the walls of the bathroom making your eyes widen and your heart swell with the thought of the test being positive. Startled, you looked amongst each of the guys who were just as nervous as you. “You should look at it baby, go on,” Tae nudged you softly to aid you in making your first steps to the bathroom. Your heart seemed to be in your throat which was slowly constricting as you took each step forward knowing there was no going back for either possible result.

Hesitantly you’re approached the counter with your screwed shut to keep yourself from seeing the results as you mentally prepared yourself. “Can you count to three?” You asked no one in particular while you bounced on your toes anxiously. You heard a few chuckles but nonetheless Namjoon began counting and from the closeness of his voice you wondered if he and the others shifted closer towards you as they sensed your nerves.

“Three,”

“Two,”

“One.”

Against your will your eyes flickered open to look at three tests, all which read positive. You scrambled to reach for one, bringing it closer to you for inspection and there, clear as day, was the word pregnant.

“I’m pregnant.” You whispered in shock abruptly turning around with teary eyes to see all the guys there crowding amongst the doorway. “I’m pregnant.” You repeated again only this time it was louder and clearer.

“You’re pregnant?” Jungkook asked in a hushed whisper, his doe eyes sparkled with pure excitement as did the the rest of the guys. “I’m pregnant!” You exclaimed running into Taehyung’s embrace and jumping onto him. “We’re all going to be parents!” He shouted spinning around in a circle with you in his arms. Letting you down he sank to his knees and began kissing your stomach muttering, “I can’t wait to meet you,” and then looked up to the others with sparkling eyes, “we’re gonna have a mini y/n running around.”

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Just as you thought, after confirming the blessing on the way, Namjoon bought at least twenty books ranging from how to care for a pregnant woman, to bathe a baby and how to care for a child in general. Jin began cooking more frequently to aid your varying cravings, Jungkook purchased some new adjustment lenses for his camera to begin your pregnancy diary and Jimin began serenading you and your growing child with soft songs. Taehyung was with you every step of the way caring for you and making any accommodations you needed, Yoongi couldn’t wait for you and him to take your daily nap around two in the afternoon after Hoseok had his one-sided conversation with your baby bump.

True to the date, the eight of you got married within a few weeks of the amazing news. It wasn’t a big ceremony, mainly consisting of your brothers and all the allying packs on this side of the forest. You had dressed in a beautiful white gown which hid your belly much to your appreciation. You wanted wedding photos without the baby bump and the maternity photos with it of course. Instead of a veil, you wore a flower crown made of wildflowers and a few leaves which was made by a child attending the wedding as a gift to you.

The moment you said your “I do’s” you knew your life would never be the same. You weren’t just dating anymore, you were married and expecting a child which was everything you’d ever wanted and more.

One of the highlights of your pregnancy was telling your brothers on your next visit which was about two months later. Upon arriving at the pack house you entered in a loose fitting sundress which hid the bump unless you smoothed your hands over the fabric to cradle your bulging belly. “It’s y/n! Oh and her Fiancées” Donghyuk informed the others of your presence and it wasn’t thirty seconds before you were smooshed between a small circle of your brothers giving you a suffocating hug.

“You never come with them, what’s up?” Taeyong asked motioning for your lovers to take a seat on the various couches which they did while your brothers sat on the other ones. “Well we have some amazing news...” you started looking down at the ground shyly and twiddling with your fingers. “Ah! You’re moving the wedding up?” Jihoon guessed while excitedly bouncing in his place. “Uh...no, even better.” You looked at your husbands-to-be and they gave a smile nodding at you as a sign to continue and that they were supporting you. “I am...we are...I’m pregnant.” You hesitated before finally speaking the truth and in the process smoothing your hands over the fabric of your dress so it revealed your small baby bump. “Holy fuck! My baby sister is pregnant!” Taemin shouted running over to you and picking you up hugging you close. Your other brothers soon followed suit after coming out of their state of shock, “we’re going to be uncles!” Mark said astonished as he pulled back from a bone crushing hug. “Do you know the gender?” Taemin asked both you and the boys, you simply nudged your head in Taehyung’s direction which made them look at him awaiting an answer.

“A baby boy,” Taehyung told them while he smiled wide showing his pride in his son. “We’re going to have a nephew!” Jihoon cooed throwing his hands up in excitement. You could already tell he was planning on giving your child anything he wanted. “You’re the father aren’t you Kim?” Taeyong questioned with a knowing smile on his face and with the most prideful look on his face and blush dusting his cheeks, Tae nodded.

Each week Jungkook took photo’s of you and your growing belly. Most of the time you were simply in a bra and shorts so you could see your baby bump clearly but others you were in a dress which stuck to each of your curves and accentuated your stomach. After downloading and processing the photos he printed each of them several times, once to out in the pregnancy diary, once to send to your brothers upon their request even though they saw you in person often, and once in Polaroid formate for your growing photo wall.

You did also have a maternity photoshoot done by a well known photographer. She was very adamant about getting to capture each of the guys with you, then you all together as well as you by yourself. For this you wore a lacy white dress which was tight on your figure making your bump evident.

As your due date inches closer and closer, each of you participated in painting and decorating the nursery, all of you shooting for a forest theme and painting the walls a dark green color adding vines and dull lights on the walls. You even made a wolf inspired mobile to put atop the wooden in the corner of the room. On the opposite wall sat a long black leather couch with a table a few feet in front of it, next to the crib was a diaper changing area then the closet full of clothes picked out by each of you as well as gifts from your baby shower a month prior hosted by your bothers and the allied clans. Needless to say, you and the guys have everything you needed and more for this baby.

“Taehyung you don’t need to rub my stomach all the time,” you said giggling as you felt the familiar fingers lift up your shirt as you laid on the bed surrounded by your boyfriends. “I know baby but I can’t resist,” he babied with a smile grabbing the vanilla scented lotion and putting a decent amount on his fingers which he quickly rubbed together so it wouldn’t be too cold on your stomach. After his small preparation he began massaging his fingertips on the sides of your big belly where the skin was stretching but no marks were being left; probably because he did this almost every other day.

Your eyes fluttered closed as you relaxed with the loving touch of Taehyung who was straddling your thighs while he gently worked his hands all over and around your stomach lightly pressing down here and there. That was until he felt a thud in response to one of his pushes which made both of your eyes open wide in shock and gasp. “What?! What is it? Is everyone okay!?” The others asked frantically unknowing to the great news. “The baby, he kicked!” You said siting you from your previous position and placing a hand over the area which you had felt the kick.

“Our little boy kicked for the first time!?” Jungkook gasped immediately reached out to caress your belly, Taehyung nodded feeling pride that he was the first to get to feel the kick other than yourself who of course would feel them all. “Press down gently right here and I’m sure he will kick again for you,” You instructed taking his hand and placing it over the spot your hand previously laid. He pressed down lightly as you instructed and sure enough he felt the small thump making him gasp before giggling like a kid on Christmas. He leaned down kissing that spot over and over again with a bunny smile on his face, “Hyungs you have feel it, it’s so precious,” he said moving so Yoongi could take his place where he repeated the actions getting a more furious thump than Jungkook did. Yoongi’s eyes showed his pure adoration for the small child in your stomach and when he felt the thud you saw how his eyes sparkled more than previously which you thought was impossible.

All the guys had taken turns feeling on different spots of your stomach which they all receive a kick of some strength. “Oof right by the bladder,” you groaned your baby kicked again.

—

Giving birth wasn’t as horrible as Namjoon made is seem to be after reading all those books of his, not with each of the guys pushing you through it and guiding you with encouraging words and praises. After a grueling fifteen hours in labor, the eight of you welcomed your first child; BaekHyeon. You choose the name after much thought and consideration, Baek meant older brother so you found it suiting since you all were sure to have at least one more child in the future. Hyeon meant worthy and virtuous which he would definitely be.

BaekHyeon was born with Taehyung’s beautiful blue eyes and his signature boxy smile but he had your hair color and facial structure. You brought him home a day later to your home which was now filled with the joy of a babie giggles.

Watching the Maknaes play with their son from afar you sat on the couch resting your head on Namjoon’s thigh while he ran his fingers through your hair. “You know..” Hoseok started from where he sat beside you with your feet in his lap,

“I want another one already.”

[kookieskiwi]

Little Red (Teaser)

Paring: Werewolf!BTS x Witch!Reader

Warnings: Wolf attacks, adult language, Namjoon is extremely mean, Taehyung is accused of infidelity(but he didn’t), Imprinting, possessiveness, dominant auras, ; more to be added as I write...

Genre: Werewolf AU, Fantasy, Fanfiction, Witch/Magic AU,

Rating: NC-15

Word count: est 25k

Release date: TBA

Moodboard and Banner made by @kookieskiwi aka yours truly

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On a crisp fall evening you had almost everything ripped away from you. Almost. Perhaps the bond between wolf and human would be reshaped as you saved one on a blustery night, the same one who then saved you from the same rogue pack after they attacked your home. Forgotten bonds will resurface. Prejudices will be proven wrong. All the while a romance blossoms.

imˈprint

verb

(of an animal) come to recognize (another animal, person, or thing) as a parent or other object of habitual trust. — *Imprinting is a phenomenon that only the werewolves experience. When a wolf imprints, it means he or she finds the one person in the world that they are bound to. ... In the case of imprinting on a child, it equates to a strong bond comparable to a parent or a sibling which can eventually turn romantic when the two parties become of age.

Kim Namjoon:

Alpha/Gamma Wolf

Mated to; Kim Seokjin, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung ans Jeon Jungkook

“Touch her and you’ll sign your own death sentence.”

Kim Seokjin:

Beta Wolf

Mated to; Kim Namjoon, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook

“Maybe us wolves are in love with the moon and each month it cries for a love it will never touch.”

Min Yoongi:

Alpha Wolf

Mated to; Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook

“Your features are nostalgic to me.”

Jung Hoseok:

Beta wolf with Alpha tendencies

Mated to; Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Min Yoongi, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook

“I said, get your fucking claws off me.”

Park Jimin:

Beta Wolf

Mated to; Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook

“We only love with recklessness abandon, or else what is the point in loving?”

Kim Taehyung:

Beta Wolf

Mated to; Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin and Jeon Jungkook

“I am a wolf and she is my moon like all of you.”

Jeon Jungkook:

Beta Wolf

Mated to; Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin and Kim Taehyung

“He trusts you therefore I do too.”

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Hi! Can I request ot7 mafia au! x reader with the situasion of panic attack "we're here baby take a breath for us". Kookieskiwi I hope you're doing well btw I like your new drabble and I'm in love with it and its make me want more Im sorry 😭. I love you 😘💜

(Akbdiandhe I screamed when I got this notification ❤️ I’m doing really good, thank you for your concern 🥺💕 i try really hard to write things my readers want to read so I’m extremely happy that you liked my recent Drabble 🥺✨ don’t apologize for wanting more! You have no idea how happy it makes me to write for you guys ❤️ and even more so when it’s because you liked one of my previous works so much! I love you so much more and remember ‘you nice keep going’ my lovely 💜😘🤩)

This is the last Drabble they are referring to btw

WARNING: MENTIONS OF A PANIC ATTACK AND MURDER, if these topics are triggering for you I suggest you don’t read this!

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Today wasn’t a good day for you at all. The boys left before you had even woken up for a deal they had been planning for months now leaving you to spend the entire day alone. You understood they were business men of sorts and with that occupation came ungodly hours of work which often left you alone. But being alone wasn’t that much of a problem because you always had contact with the boys somehow wether it be a simple text message or a quick phone call.

But now, in the early hours of the next morning when you hadn’t heard from them all day; you weren’t okay at all. You kept your phone near you at all times; when you showered, went to the bathroom, cooked dinner for all of you only to put the rest in the fridge, but ultimately you did nothing but lay around the house hoping to hear a ‘ding’ from your phone which never came.

They had been gone for 24 hours without a single word. From midnight to three am you had been calling guards and those who worked under them in case they had any knowledge of their whereabouts but all came back negative. They had been gone for days before but never without checking in every few hours or so to let you know they were okay. Sometimes it was simply a heart emoji or a ‘love you’ which was enough to let you know they were okay.

“Are you sure you haven’t heard anything from them?” You asked one of their subordinates from the agency. “No ma’am, the last we heard from them was right before they left. We’ve been searching everywhere and hacking into security footage around town but they’re good at what they do, they won’t be found easily.” He responded telling you everything you already knew. They were the best of the best when it came to everything including secrecy. Which was great, until now.

“Thank you Soobin, please keep an ear and eye out in case you see or hear anything from them.” You told him sighing, “will do Noona, until then please don’t make any rash decisions. Stay home and if they don’t check in within the next few hours I’ll send someone to get you and bring you to the HQ.” He informed you of his plan which you agreed to easily, it’d be much better being alone with people around as odd as that may seem. You were alone without the loves of your life and without knowing if they were okay or not.

It was now 5 am and they hadn’t checked in with anyone and no one knew of their whereabouts. You tried holding in your tears as the gut wrenching feeling that something had gone wrong hit it was hard not to let a tear fall. Trekking up the stairs to your shared bedroom you didn’t want to see the empty bed so you walked slowly hoping that before you got to the top of the stairs they would come rushing through the door and they’d be safe in your arms once again.

You were tired and worried which was never a good mix for you. The fear of losing the ones you loved the most got to you on the last step of the staircase before you came tumbling down both emotionally and physically. You tried clutching onto the railing to keep you stabilized but it failed as your body crumpled onto the stairs curling yourself into a ball and you resting your head in your hands.

Your stomach felt as if it you were one a roller coaster at the tip top before it fell. The anxiety you had build up during the day was the roller coaster and the falling was you right now. All the way to rock bottom. Your sobs filled the room while you tried to comfort yourself by curling even further into your own body. “Please let them be okay, god please.” You prayed knowing it was the only thing you could do now besides wait. The simple thought of them not making it back home was enough to throw you into a downward spiral.

Ringing in your ears began to drown out the sound of your own cries and please that you were no longer controlling. Your head began to ache with a fuzz which clouded your thoughts and filled your head. Your throat was on fire from crying, you were shaking like a leaf in the wind, you couldn’t hear anything but the blood thrumming through your veins but none of that mattered. No, all that mattered to you was your boys who weren’t here and that was the worst part.

Clutching your pounding head you tried breathing but you couldn’t, you couldn’t do anything but lie there letting yourself fade into your own emotions. Your chest ached as if your heart had physically shattered from the agony of not knowing and knowing you were helpless in this situation.

“Please be okay, please come home to me. I promise to love you for the rest of our lives, I love you all so much God please let them come back home.” You pleaded with your eyes screwed shut. You felt like you were drowning in your own tears, the inability to catch your breath being the main factor in this feeling but your whole body felt under some sort of pressure.

That was until you felt a much heavier pressure on top of that, the numbness you had felt overcome your body slowly went away with the ringing in your ears which allowed you to come to an understanding of what exactly that pressure was.

A person.

Opening your eyes you tried to see but everything was blurry, your tears kept falling no matter how hard you tried to stop. “We’re here baby. Take a breath for us please.” It was Yoongi. Your Yoongi. And he said ‘We’re’ meaning they are all home. Choking on your sobs once again you reach out to him and anyone near you to hold them as close as possible.

“You’re- home.” You sobbed into his chest as him arms reached around you to pull you further into his embrace. You let everything else out in tears of relief. They were home. Alive. Safe. The more you cried the less intense your sobs got and the more you could breath even though it was still hard to regulate your body. “Please never do that again.” Your voice cracked as you squeezed Jimin’s hand in yours sighing but still hiccuped as you tried to calm down.

“We won’t baby. I promise because we are retiring from that job.” Namjoon told you coming close to your face to wipe the tears away, he held your face between his calloused hands which you leaned into, craving to feel him; all of them. “W-what?” You asked confused, you thought you heard correctly but you weren’t sure. After coming down from such an intense panic attack you didn’t know what was real and what was part of your imagination. “We are here, for there rest of out lives. Just you and us. No more late night jobs, no more trades that make us leave for days, none of it anymore. Just us, settling down and staring the family we’ve always wanted.” He explained further making you want to sob even more knowing all your nights of worrying were coming to an end.

You couldn’t help but let a few more tears slip as you smile at them, crying now from the sheer thought of having all of them home safe and sound. “I love you all so much, I was so scared.” You told them shutting your eyes closed once again to cry a little more. “I’m so sorry baby, we were ambushed and we lost all connection with you and the agency. We couldn’t risk them finding our home, finding you, so we hide and we couldn’t contact anyone in fear they had the entire city’s phone system tapped to listen in.” Hoseok told you helping you stand up on your shaky legs only for him to pick you up like a koala and to have you cling to him for dear life.

“Did you kill them? Because if you didn’t I will.” You mumbled looking at the six others who followed behind Hoseok as he walked with you in his arms to the bedroom. They all let out a simultaneous chuckle and you could feel the warmth re-enter your body at the sound. These were the men you loved and lived for. “We did baby, don’t worry.” Taehyung told you with his signature boxy smile as if you weren’t just talking about murder making you giggle.

Hoseok laid you on the bed softly and kept you in his embrace as the others changed and showered before handing you to Jin who kissed all over your face as he helped you shower and relax by massaging you with the bath oils and soap.

After everyone was cleaned and dressed you were tucked into bed between all of your lovers but sandwiched between Jungkook and Jimin. You were in the bed that would no longer be empty when you woke up for went to sleep because you’d have your lovers right beside you for the rest of your life. And you couldn’t be happier at the thought of that.

“What do you say about getting married?”

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...I’m smelling an epilogue or part two if requested 😏 maybe some brief baby making on their honeymoon?