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Before I Leave You (Pt.7)
(Omegaverse au, Mafia au, Bts x Reader)
Summary: Pack omega kim Seokjin knows how to handle things when they go south (or alternatively you get triggered, Yoongi has a panic attack, and it’s a good thing the pack is there to help)
Pairing: Beta! Yoongi, Omega! Reader, Omega! Jungkook, Omega! Seokjin, Alpha! Namjoon, Alpha! Hoseok, Alpha! Taehyung, Alpha! Jimin,
Tags: mute characters, mute main character, non-sexual dom/sub undertones, Dom! seokjin, Sub! m/c, praise kink, hurt/comfort, panic attacks, PTSD, triggers, brief description of injury (burns), very small references to self harm but nothing graphic.
W/c: 12.2k
A/n: this chapter is based off of my own relationship to my abuser and the people that look like my abuser, it’s upsetting to sit and realize that a person you love is starting to look like them! hope you don’t cry too much!
Previous part — Masterlist
Part 7: Yoongi’s Worst Fear
Seokjin lingers on your front stoop before knocking, his long fingers wrapped around the handle of the basket. The same one you sent over full of sweets and baked treats last week; though Seokjin would never have dreamed of coming over empty handed; It’s piled high with several loaves of freshly baked bread, the kind that Seokjin’s known how to make since he was small, back when his mothers had still been alive.
“A good omega should know how to care for anyone, a pup, a pack mate, an alpha. You have to learn how to love them in the way they want to be loved, but there are few things that carbs won’t solve,” she’d said.
Seokjin had learned and followed in her footsteps (with his own spin on it- none of his parents had been keen on Seokjin attending college). But she had taught Seokjin how to be a good guest, and today he’ll be polite if nothing else.
But right now- he doesn’t only want to be polite, he wants to be likable too. There’s a lump in his throat and tiredness in his veins. He was never good at making friends.
finding the pack was a blessing of sorts for Seokjin, growing up- he’d never been the most liked or had the most friends. The truth is that Jin is a little rusty. And after your package- he was left feeling all sorts of guilty and childlike.
How do you make friends? When you’re so used to staying with your set of chosen people. How do you make the conscious choice to make someone like you without it feeling ingenuine?
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As usual this was an amazingggg chapter!!!
I cried so muchhhh😭
Before I Leave You (Pt.3)
(Omegaverse au, Mafia au, Bts x Reader)
Summary: Yoongi tries to steal you away, Geumjae takes something instead.
Pairing: Beta! Yoongi, Omega! Reader, Omega! Jungkook, Omega! Seokjin, Alpha! Namjoon, Alpha! Hoseok, Alpha! Taehyung, Alpha! Jimin,
Tags: Extremely graphic depictions of violence, domestic abuse, eating disorder mention, a little bit of body horror, blood, infidelity, prostitution mention, guns, unsafe driving, murder, themes of non-consensual intimacy, Angst, hurt- no comfort YET
W/c: 9.4k
A/n: This chapter is gonna be super heavy and angsty, Ngl, but it’s probably one of my favorites! i promise we’ll get to the comfort part of hurt/comfort in the next chapter! don’t forget to comment and tell me what you think about it!!! the quote ‘a child weaned on poison considers hurt a comfort’ is a quote i reference in this and its from author Gillian Flynn!
Previous part — Masterlist
Part 3: The Gala
The next time Yoongi sees you it’s at the annual spring gala.
It’s been exactly four months since his grandfather’s funeral, and now the real war for Yoongi’s attention begins. The other heads of household are allowed to put pressure on him to choose the next Don. The heads of house are ready to have a leader again and they descend on Yoongi like a flock of vultures, maws open and red, ready for carrion and convincing.
All in all, the gala, where they can ply him with wine and delicious food is the best chance for them to convince him. Yoongi see’s their manipulation and lies coming from a mile away.
They’re tired of waiting, and Yoongi is too; not for the choosing but for the end of the pressure. If he’s being honest with himself- the only reason why he’s taking so long to choose because he knows once he does he’ll have the chance to leave you. He knows after the fact, he won’t have a reason to stick around really. That he could probably slip away and go back to his life for at least a few more years.
If he chooses Geumjae, he knows that his brother won’t try and keep him shackled. The other possible Don’s might not- might demand that Yoongi be their daily advisor until they adjust. And there are only a handful of things Yoongi wants to happen less.
Maybe he can barter the position for your freedom, maybe that will be enough to entice Geumjae into giving you up. Yoongi would give up his own freedom for you in a heartbeat.
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OH MY GODDDDD THIS IS SO GOOOOOD I cried so much during this chapter
And the cliffhanger!!!!!
Before I leave You (Prologue)
(Omegaverse au, Mafia au, Bts x Reader)
Summary: Someone always has to leave first; They just didn’t expect Yoongi to come back with a new omega.
Pairing: Beta! Yoongi, Omega! Reader, Omega! Jungkook, Omega! Seokjin, Alpha! Namjoon, Alpha! Hoseok, Alpha! Taehyung, Alpha! Jimin,
Tags: Epilepsy, implied cheating (though its just them becoming poly) polyamory negotiations, implied emotional abuse, negative self-talk, self-esteem issues, abandonment, backstory, Pretty tame first chapter!
W/c: 10.3k
A/n: This is entirely backstory, though it is kind of long it’s necessary for the rest of the plot! The first line of this story is based off of richard silkens quote “Someone has to leave first. This is a very old story. There is no other version of this story.” I am in no way intending this to be a medical how-to on how to handle seizures either, there is definitely some inaccurate medical information but suspend your disbelief please.
Part One: The Beta
Someone always has to leave first.
Whether it’s through divorce or death, through separations happy and healthy even if they hurt at first. Sometimes it happens naturally, when a lover slides from living into the afterlife and there is nothing to do but beg; Please treat them gently, please hold them tenderly like I did.
But Nothing is safe and nothing is holy when it comes to death. Death takes and takes leaving behind nothing but memories. But death keeps the ones you love forever, even when you can’t.
Min Yoongi often felt like he walked hand in hand with death, which was honestly a little annoying. He’d much rather ignore how death seemed to follow him like a curse, in favor of holding onto the people he loved for as long as possible. Even if he knew that one day something would come to separate them. Love is that way; intoxicating, even though you know it’s going to end.
Min Yoongi loves his whole pack so much that he’d snatch them from the hands of death. He’d burn buildings and salt cities, bring the sky down upon anyone who dared to take them from him even a moment sooner than was fated. A man in love is a dangerous thing, and Min Yoongi was already dangerous before he met his pack.
He loved them all desperately, even though each one of them had a secret.
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THE TALENTTTTT!!!!
How you always come up with beautiful stories amazes me. like howww??? And I never get bored while reading ur fics
i can't wait for the next part!!
Thank you so much for always blessing us with amazing stories💜💜💜
greedy | myg x reader | epilogue: bases loaded
summary: being a loner has never bothered yoongi until now. until you.
pairing: yoongi x reader
genre: mafia AU, pining, eventual smut
rating: 18+
word count: 1.3K
notes: thank you endlessly for reading, reviewing and sharing this story. i’m so in love with this tough-but-secretly vulnerable yoongi and you’ll never know how happy it makes me that you guys love him, too. i hope you enjoy how the story ends. either way, i’d love to hear from you! please send me an ask here and tell me what you think.
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Fuck, it’s hot.
The forecaster called for a high of 91° today, but he must have missed that mark by at least a hundred degrees. There is no breeze and absolutely no respite from the unforgiving sun here in the cheap seats.
The Lions batter connects with the ball – finally – and Yoongi winces as he watches it sail right over the foul line.
Beneath his sling his arm feels sticky, itchy.
He’d love nothing more than to rip that sling off and go to town on his arm with his fingernails, but any moment now you’ll be back from the concession stand. You’ll probably hold his hot dog hostage if you catch him.
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I loved this soooooo much 💕💕💕💕💕
hhhhh nurse!jk where he’s taking care of u before ur like surgery and u’ve always thought that like “damn i got a spicy nurse time to create a grey’s anatomy episode” then its prep time and they give the drugs and when y/n is Hopped Up she sees jk and its all “aYYYEEE ITS THE HOT NURSE™️” and its just constant flirting
➺ pairing: jeon jungkook x reader
➺ genre: nurse!jungkook!!!!! fluff that will give you cavities (remember to floss!!), y/n’s normally already really cute but somehow she’s cuter when she’s all looOoOopy and jungkook’s already obsessed
➺ wordcount: 3.8k
➺ note: i loved this request and i think i went a little overboard but it was totally worth it!!! i don’t think general anaesthesia is typically used for wisdom teeth surgery but for the purposes of this drabble it iS also i have never gotten my wisdom teeth taken out but if nurse jungkook was there i would happily let the dentist harvest all of my teeth aLSO i have been waiting for forever to use this gif because jungkook is just so!! handsome!!
(gif isn’t mine!)
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“take this blindfold off of me because i’m literally about to burst from excitement-!” you reach up to yank the blindfold off that tae foRced you to wear before leaving the apartment
he didn’t tell you where he and jimin were taking you but you have a feeling it’s that new dessert place because you’ve been hinting that you’ve wanted to go to it for like two weekS
and you’ve never been good at being subtle so (“oh my god it’s so nice out today! …you guys know what else is nice? bubble tea waffles.”)
although you will say
you didn’t expect a dessert place to smell so….
you’re not sure what the right word is
clinical?
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This was so cuteeeee
Racism is NOT an opinion.
Racism is NOT comedy.
Racism is NOT to be ignored.
Racism in all its shapes and forms is not something to be tolerated or taken lightly. It's no more defined as only hurtful and traumatizing words (which is already a nightmare in itself), some people are losing their lives due to it. WHY IS IT HARD TO UNDERSTAND THAT WE ARE ALL HUMANS AND THAT HUMANS DO NOT ALL COME IN ONE SHADE OR SHAPE OR RACE NOR THAT ANY OF THESE MAKES YOU ANY MORE OR LESS SUPERIOR?
Being in this fandom, I lost count of how many times I saw the blatant racism against BTS for the simple fact of them being Asian. Especially after they became famous overseas outside South Korea. The prejudice is something the boys faced for YEARS. And I am tired of all forms of racism.
Learn about BTS' suffering from racism openly yet again today HERE
Learn more about the grotesque violence that went up against Asians, as some even got murdered HERE & HERE
"Fight racism wherever you find it, including in yourself. And it’s the only way forward.” – Ijoema Oluo
BE A GOOD HUMAN
Please spread this. You don't need to reblog my post. Make your own if you want, talk about this and stand against racism today, tomorrow and always as it's NOT a simple trend but a movement. Or just look at yourself and erase any sort of existent prejudice.
Soo after getting my heart suddenly stepped on by someone i care about so many times you would think it would maybe hurt less but Nooooo each time it gets more painful.
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the lottery offering
Rating: M Pairing: Jeongguk/You Words: 22,334 Summary: “I volunteer,” you say softly, gasps rising up from the crowd behind you. You can hear some of your tribe members burst into tears, some mutterings of thank the gods. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see Elder Choi smiling smugly. “Are you sure, child?” Alpha Kim asks gravely, “Are you ready to leave all this behind? You will not be able to come home.” You internally scoff. Home. This place hasn’t been home in years.“I am sure, Alpha Kim. I volunteer to be the offering this year,” you confirm, voice unwavering. AN: i’ve been working on this for too long and it ITSELF is too long i literally just wanted to write about big dick jeongguk why am i like this Warnings: jeongguk is an alpha, there’s like a hint of beastiality? you don’t actually get fucked by a wolf though you just want to be lol, lots of gratuitous sex and overall cheesiness because jk is still a goofball, pussy eating, finger, edging, overstim? maybe? or at least a poor attempt at it, blowjobs, vaginal sex and knotting, i’m not sure if i have to warn about anything else, also major warning i read through this SO quick i was tired of looking at it i’m sorry
When one of the Elders asks for you to meet in their cabin after dinner, your heart sinks to your feet. The Elders, and most of your tribe for that matter, don’t go out of their way to speak to you, so for one of them to call upon you can’t be good news.
You don’t eat much, stomach twisting violently as you sit in a secluded corner, immune to the chattering around you. Maybe today is the day they kick you out. It’s no secret your tribe doesn’t like you, your orphanism a major hurdle they’re unable to overcome, considering the scarce resources your tribe are reluctant to share with someone who’s unable to provide.
“Elder Choi,” you knock politely, bowing your head as you pop your head in, “You wished to see me?”
“Ah, yes, Y/N, come in child,” his voice is soft, giving no hint as to what’s to come, “Please, sit.”
You kneel on a pillow at his tea table, accepting the cup from him. It’s silent as you both drink, your mind whirling as you try to think what’s about to happen.
“It will be your first Lottery tomorrow, yes?” he asks.
“Yes, Elder Choi,” you answer.
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This was so sweet! one of the best fics i read💕
Amor Vincit Omnia
Pairing : Yoongi/ OC.
Chapter count : 20
Genre : Violence , Romance, Drama ( like a lot of drama)
Warnings : Abuse. Violence.
Description : Arranged Marriage Gang! AU . BTS Suga /Min Yoongi and OC . The worst thing you can do to a guy? Marry him when he begs you not to. Worst thing you can do to yourself? Fall in love with him afterwards.
Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6
Chapter 7 / Chapter 8 / Chapter 9 / Chapter 10 / Chapter 11 / Chapter 12
Chapter 13 / Chapter 14 / Chapter 15 / Chapter 16 / Chapter 17
Chapter 18 / Chapter 19 / Chapter 20
Chapter 1
~~One~~
In life, I never got second chances. If the first time didn’t work out, I wasn’t given a second time to try to improve. Instead I would be hit , tossed into the basement and denied food for three days, till I agreed to never ask for anything ever again. Till I promised to never try to embarrass my father like that again.
It happened after my debutante ball when I accidently addressed someone wrong.
It happened after my graduation, when i didn’t make valedictorian.
Afterwards, when I stayed at home, waiting for my parents to send me to college, it happened everyday till I just stopped asking or trying or…just living.
I would wake up, eat my breakfast and set out to explore the woods that surrounded our estate in Busan. I had till twelve in the morning when my mom would wake up, to indulge in all my fantasies , live a make-believe life in which I was loved by a handsome young man who adored me and spoiled me to distraction.
After lunch, I stayed perfectly still while my mom taught me everything I needed to know to be the perfect society wife. I learnt pottery, needlework and hosting. I learned table placements and ranks, learnt complicated waltzes and learned to wear my waist length hair in three dozen different ways. I learned to wear make up in a way that made my eyes look bigger, brighter. I learned how to smile in just the perfect way. How to apply lipstick in a way that would drive any man mad with desire ( Or so my mom told me.)
I learned exotic dishes from around the world. I learned to speak English and French. I learned everything that would turn me into the perfect princess for my Prince Charming.
I also learned to swallow all the screams that threatened to bubble up inside me.
In the evenings I tried to disappear into the upholstery. My father was a psychopath. One wrong word and he would grab me by the roots of my hair and drag me to the out of the room and toss me into the basement. Or worse, he’s take a belt to my calves or my thighs ( Never my arms or face ). I learned to literally stop breathing when my father was in the vicinity. But then, how did I not go to pieces, you may wonder.
Well, you see I knew that it was temporary.
When I turned twenty one my parents would have to marry me off. In our society when a girl reaches twenty one, if she stays unmarried it’s a sign of ill breeding. My parents would be disgraced if I wasn’t married off. It was my get out of jail card, marriage. I knew that every day I got closer to my marriage. When I would officially be out of my father’s protection. It would mean escape.
But what was I escaping into?
I never considered.
I always thought it would be paradise.
My prince charming would be everything I had ever dreamed of.
I believed it completely.
Until the day I actually met him.
Min Yoongi was no Prince Charming.
He was the devil in the flesh.
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“You!! Fix your hair!” My father barked so loudly , I jumped. Bowing quickly and quietly and I rose up and disappeared into the restroom on the left wing of the lobby we were waiting in. I found the mirror and swallowed drily. Three simple curls had come undone from my elaborate up do . My father was a stickler for perfection which would explain my outfit. A pale pink georgette dress that fit me to perfection. Paired with pumps of the exact same shade , the dress made me look a little tall. I was rather woefully short and my father was forever cursing my lack of height.
I quickly fixed my hair and glanced at the expensive diamond studded Cartier on my wrist. It was a little past six thirty in the evening. We weren’t due to meet Min Yoongi , the young CEO of Bangtan Inc., for at least half an hour. I fidgeted a bit and reapplied my lipstick.
I’d spent three hours for make up and four hours getting ready. Literally every single feature on my face had been emphasized and perfected till I practically glowed. I had gone over a billion hair-styles to pick the perfect one. It would help highlight my slim figure and also the pretty pink and grey make-up on my eyes. I tried not to tremble as I stepped out of the room and walked back to the lounge.
I couldn’t screw this up. Min Yoongi had to like me. Or else my father would kill me. He would literally strangle me. Trying not to think about that, I sat down demurely in front of my father who gave me another look of impatience.
“Yoongi called me. He wants to meet you alone. Apparently he thinks you can actually have some sort of a useful opinion which, really doesn’t make any sense to me. anyway, go meet him and you better keep your mouth shut, girl. Agree to everything he says and tell him you’ll be an obedient wife.” He growled at me.
As if I wouldn’t.
As if I would actually risk spending the rest of my life in hell.
I followed a suited man who looked less like an assistant and more like a hired mercenary. My hells made no noise on the plush grey velvet beneath my feet as he led me down a few flights of corridors before stopping in front of a oak-paneled door in the middle of a dimly lit corridor. I took a deep breath and when the mad held the door open, I stepped in. My heart began pounding steadily as I noticed the figure leaning casually against the heavy desk at the center of the room. The room was dimly lit and I couldn’t make out his face. On the contrary, a light hung directly ahead of me, throwing my face into sharp relief against the darkness.
“You look younger than twenty one.”
His voice surprised me. It wasn’t that of a twenty six year old. It sounded strong and masculine with a hint of Daegu accent. I felt a sudden dryness in my throat.
“I’m…I’m twenty one.” I said carefully. I couldn’t screw this up. I couldn’t screw this up.
He stayed silent for a few more seconds and then the room flooded with light. I blinked to adjust to the brightness and then almost fainted.
Min Yoongi was a work of art.
His hair was a blinding shade of blonde and his skin so pale he looked almost bloodless. His lips were pink, perfect against his bright black eyes and he had a smile that made my knees go weak. I’d never seen a more handsome man in my life and I was starstruck. He was dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit, with a pale blue tie and shoes that practically shined. He wasn’t abnormally tall. His shoulders were broad and strong, his body tapering into a slim waist and nice long legs.
Suddenly , I didn’t feel so beautiful anymore.
“Let’s make this quick. ” He said briskly before turning around and moving to sit behind the desk. I stood still, not sure what to do. There was a chair in front of the desk but I didn’t want to offend him by sitting down before he offered it to me.
He gave me an impatient look.
“Well, sit down fast , will you?” He snapped.
I scrambled to obey, hitting my knee against the desk. I swallowed the cry of pain and bit my lip in mortification when he gave me an amused smile.
“Anyways….what i wanted to say was, I would like for you to release me from this engagement.” He said casually. I felt my breath leave my body in a single second.
“I…what? Why?” I blinked in confusion. There was a roaring sound inside my head. What did I do wrong??!!
“I’m in love with someone else.” He said almost apologetically.
Oh.
Oh, God.
I stared sightlessly as he explained how he was in love with a childhood friend. He wanted to marry her when he was ready, maybe in a couple of years. His parents however were adamant about him marrying me, so he’d agreed to meet me. He couldn’t openly defy his parents , so he hoped that I would do him the favor of saying that I wasn’t interested.
I almost started laughing.
If I told my father what he asked me to say, I would be flayed alive. My father would shoot me dead.
I hesitated and then slowly stood.
“I’m sorry you don’t want to marry me.” I said softly. He gave me a sympathetic smile and held a hand out for me to shake.
“Thank you for understanding, Ji Soo ssi…” He began but I held a hand up.
“I’m sorry….because I want to marry you.” I said firmly. I felt his eyes widen in shock and I felt like the worst human being on the planet. He loved someone else. He wanted to marry someone else. What the hell was I doing??! Then I thought of my father. Of the years of being bruised and battered. The years of going without food and light, cowering in the darkness while he raged at me. If I didn’t get married my father would kill me. I didn’t want to die.
I didn’t want to die.
“Ji Soo ssi…I don’t think you understand what I’m telling you. I’m in love with Hye Mi. That’s her name. She’s the same age as you. she loves art and she’s just in her second year of college. She loves me very much. Please…Please don’t destroy our lives.” He said, his voice hardening a bit. He looked deadly serious and even a little disappointed. Like he’d thought better of me.
I hesitated. I could imagine the kind of love he shared with this girl, this Hye Mi. Some sweet and serious romance with lots of love and happiness. The kind I’d only ever dreamed of. Funny, how in the million different scenarios I’d played in my head , I’d never once considered that my prince would be in love with someone else. I stared at him now.
He was so beautiful. Like straight out of a fairytale beautiful.
“Like I said, I want to marry you. Nothing else matters to me.” I said shakily. He looked stunned.
Disgusted.
“What kind of a bitch are you?” He growled out furiously and I bit my lips.
“You can call me names. You can even hit me. I’m not changing my mind.” I said firmly.
He looked at me in disbelief, shaking his head. Like he couldn’t believe the nerve of me.
“Get the fuck out of my office.”
Shaking, I stepped out of the office. When ?i met my father he beamed and gave me a one armed hug that made me sick to the stomach. I’d done something right as far as he was concerned.
Two weeks later , My father received news from the Min Family that Min Yoongi had agreed to the marriage as well. As I sat across from him while the elders discussed the details of the wedding, he stared straight into my eyes, wrath written large in every feature on his handsome face. He hated me. I could feel the fury radiating from him in waves. He wanted me dead. But i couldn’t bring myself to even apologize or tell him the truth. For the first time twenty one years, my parents treated me like a human being. They didn’t yell or hit me. They thought I’d done something right. For the first time, I could leave that house and never worry about being thrown into a basement. Or being thrashed by a belt.
Min Yoongi looked dangerous but not violent.
Whatever he may yell or scream at me , I doubted he would hit me.
Finally the date for our marriage was fixed.
In two months we would be wed.
With shaky fingers I signed the prenup and the dowry. He gave me a look of calculating revenge.
“Say your prayers, you little witch. You’re in for some serious trouble ” He whispered, before stalking out of the room.
On December 7th , we were married in a small private ceremony held in the private ballroom of the Bangtan Hotel. It was attended by just the family and six of his closest friends and business associates. I was told to memorize their names. Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jung Kook.
Because Yoongi was busy with a deal, we wouldn’t be leaving on a honeymoon. All my clothes, jewelry and everything else was packed and moved to the huge penthouse on the top floor of Bangtan Inc.,
On the wedding night, I sat on the small uncomfortable couch of the foyer. The penthouse was locked and no one else was there. I was supposed to meet my husband there but he was nowhere to be found. Deep down I knew he wasn’t coming. But I couldn’t really go back downstairs and tell someone that my husband had abandoned me. So I stayed sitting there .
After about three hours, my body started going numb. The heat in the building was slowly dying down and I was still dressed in the strapless wedding gown from the evening. I curled into a ball on the small couch, suddenly thankful for my short stature. After a few more minutes I started drifting off to sleep. And then I heard voices.
From inside the penthouse.
Surprised and still a bit groggy, I made my way to the door. I gave it a slight push and to my complete surprise, the door swung open. I had tried openeing it for a long time. Had it been closed on the inside then? If so, who had opened it now?
I followed the voices to the end of the exquisitely decorated living space and stopped short in surprise.
It wasn’t just voices.
It was moaning. Panting.
“Oh, babe, I love you so much….”
It was Yoongi’s voice. And some other woman.
I stayed frozen on the carpet, mind finally processing what was going on in the other side of the door. On our bed. On the bed that had probably been decorated for our first night as husband and wife.
My husband was having sex with another woman.
Sudden blinding pain shot through me. It was completely unwarranted. It wasn’t like he had promised me love and a happily ever after. He’d warned me that he was in love with another woman. So why did it hurt so damn much??
Maybe because I’d hoped he’d at least wait till after our first night was over, to cheat on me.
The last phrase made me laugh.
Cheat on me?
Who was I for him to cheat on me?
He didn’t love me.
He didn’t even care if I froze to death in the cold hallway.
He wasn’t a friend or a companion. The sooner I got that into my head the happier I could be.
Swallowing the pain I quickly crept to the couch in the corner of the living space. It was warm inside the penthouse. I slipped out of my gown with ease. I stood still in just the shift and my inner wear, savoring the warm air on my frozen skin. I used the skirt of my wedding dress as a sort of blanket and went to sleep on the couch. I fell asleep quickly.
JUNGKOOK & JIMIN CLOWNING JIN ON HIS FREAKING BIRTHDAY I-
[Jimin & Jungkook are in the same car on their way back from a schedule and calling with Jin]
JIN: Jungkook sii
JK: Yes?
JIN: please sing the verse of euphoria
JK: *Sings his song Euphoria*
JIN: Thank you! Jimin ssi
JM: Yes?
JIN: Please sing a verse of filter
JK: *Sings Jimin’s song Filter*
JIN: Isn’t that Jungkook?
JM: No, that was ME!
JIN: Then sing a bit of serendipity
JK: *Sings Jimin’s song again*
JIN: Are you sick/Did you catch a cold?
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ALL PHOTOS TAKEN BY BTS DURING RUN BTS EP. 118!!
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La Douleur Exquise
; Horse Hybrid!Taehyung x Lovebird Hybrid!Reader
; Genre: Fluff, angst, smut
; Warnings: Penetrative sex, dirty talk, unprotected sex, creampie, impregnation kink, filmed sex
; Word Count: 14.9k
; Synopsis: Taehyung is in love with his best friend. The problem? He’s a stallion, a horse hybrid who’s basic instinct is to collect a herd of women to protect and procreate. His best friend is a lovebird hybrid and they mate for life. He knows it’s pretty much impossible to be together and that you’d end up hurt, but what happens when he finds out you love him just as much?
; A/N: So, my first fic in like…two months? I started this fic in early July and honestly…I just wanted it finished. If it seems a bit disjointed or something then it was very stop and start…I hope you all enjoy it anyway and that it doesn’t disappoint or anything! It’s taken a WHILE for me to get back into writing (honestly, I almost left lol). Please reblog if you enjoyed and leave me comments and asks!
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This was a very cute fic i loved it so much💕💕
What Money Can Buy
In need of money, Jeongguk signs up as a sugar baby, assuming he’ll be paid for sex by some old kinky woman. He never expected to meet someone like you. What were you doing on that site, and why would you have to pay for company?
pairing: sugar baby!jk x rich/ceo female reader
genre: angst, fluff, implied smut but nothing more than kissing is described.
word count: 17.8k
warnings: reader occasionally suffers from “mild” depression, past family deaths. jeongguk is a sweetheart. also the whole “grey area” of sugar babying. it’s briefly discussed if it’s considered prostitution or not.
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author’s note: for the bts ghostie network’s bingo, for “i’m losing my mind!”
Jeongguk feels like he’s been scrolling forever, and at this point, it’s surely animal abuse to force the poor mouse to click on yet another profile. Quick fingers do it anyway.
“Susie, 48. Likes pretty boys in skirts—okay, no,” he mumbles to himself as he goes back to scrolling through the list.
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