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Breaking waves || KYS

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-> Roleplay on discord.
-> I AM TAKING REQUESTS FOR TIMESTAMPS AND REACTIONS.
Safe place (ot7 x MC; ABO)
My works are NOT to be translated or. reposted under any circumstance.
Breaking waves || KYS
⚡️Mafia!Taehyung - Idea
After breaking Taehyung out of the cell, threatening the Head of the Police department with a gun, y/n took her husband and left the city. The ride was quiet, mostly because the flashbang. He was blinking his eyes repeatedly, hands covering his ears as the ringing did not seem to fade away.
He is still dressed in this ugly grey prison uniform and somehow still looks good, not even the busted lip could make him look less.
“Where are we going?” he whispers, shaking his head, his eardrums still recovering.
“To our kids.” She whispers, reaching over to him. Her hand gives his thigh a gentle squeez. The ride is long and they do not talk. Taehyung gets the chance to heal from the aftermath of the explosion.
***
Y/n planned it all out along with buying a small cabin in the middle of the woods. A bag of cash in the car, few guns laying amongst it. A medic already waiting at the cabin to check on Taehyung and a nanny to watch over three kids.
Taehyung says nothing, just allows his wife to handle the situation. His condition right now is not good enough to start an lecture about “How y/n should not have done that”.
He sits it out as the doctor checks on him, eyes locked on the bag Y/n dropped at the entryway. The specific cling of guns stuck with him.
“Ma’am.” The doctor starts. “He is fine. No major damage from the flashbang.” He adds and pack his tools away, ready to leave the family in peace. That’s the moment when y/n can finally take a breath in.
Her husband is safe, therefor she can move onto the second step. Y/n takes her laptop and sits down on the couch next to her husband.
“I know you did not plan on using this. I know you have some kind of understanding with this man, but he was the one who made the first move to break the mutual trust.” She says as she writes an e-mail to all the main stream platforms, attaching files as proves that the Head of Justice Department is not as righteous as they claim to be. The whole system of justice is flawed.
Her fingers press ENTER and the world seems to pause for a second.
“The country messed with the wrong Madam.” Taehyung purrs, pushing the laptop off of her lap
Hihi
It's been years since last post.
During that time... well i had my heart broken, put back together and ripped apart once more.
I read through my old posts... I wanted to say my English got rusty but I only see progress which is good.
Mr. Riot i had a whole story for him in my head.
Before even BTS went hiatus I lost interest in kpop. There was too much of if. It became so hyped it was not fun anymore. So i drifted away back to where i am coming from Metal and Rock.
I have no idea what is up with BTS or Ateez, but I am motivated to remind myself what Mr. RIOT was supposed to be.
Good thing I did not delete my Notion app..
omg, about kinktober... Have you thought about Skz Hyunjin and dollification kink? like Hyunjin dressing up reader, doing their makeup, drawing them, just treating them like a muse and then ruining them completely being all rough and dominant? 🥲
I like it a lot. Falling a bit behind with kinktober but i will try to get to this one!
I am really trying to get back here, but so much has changed
A Mate's Call || VMIN-OC (3)
Genre: f, s, a
Summary: Taehyung finally finds his safe place.
Pairing: Human!Taehyung × Alpha!Jimin × Alpha!Saie (OC @mintaes )
Warnings: little space, puppy space, MxMxOC
A loud laugh escapes her lips as she watches Taehyung's enthusiastic reaction to Jimin. She peeps over from the side silently, letting her boys have their moment. Looking at her mate's face right now, she no longer felt that crushing weight of missing him so much as she fondly watches them talk to eachother.
"It's so obvious who his favourite parent is already, isn't it baby?" She fake pouts glancing between Taehyung and Jimin. "Tell your Daddy how Mommy is treating you with pizza and everything tonight. He's missing out on a lot!"
Mr Riot
Mafia!Jimin - Tongues
For the past two months, you did not get a glimpse of your kidnapper/savior. He spent his time outside the house, came back only to sleep in his bed, and the next day before the sun got to shine he was out.
You tried to escape, of course, but the ground surrounding the mansion was endless and only once you have reached the edge of it. Somehow, his men always knew which direction you took off.
You were locked in your room with the kind lady who took care of your nails, since Mr Riot did not trust you with sharp objects. The language barrier was still there, so you were communicating with her by gestures. She brought her equipment along with a tray on which she had two mugs and biscuits.
She did your nails into a cute, round almond shape. Not only that, but she kept them in a natural pinkish color. You have bowed your head before she was asked to leave your room.
It was two months since you saw him and even if your hand were shaking with fear whenever your eyes met, the fact that you were here without, when anybody could break in and take you away, terrified you. You could not wrap your head around it. How someone can make you feel terrified and safe at the same time?
Later that day, you went to the kitchen in search for something to eat. You did not expect to find him, sleeping on the couch. He was in his leather jacket and combat shoes. The black gun he carried with him everywhere was now on the coffee table.
If you move quick enough, there is a chance to...
Your perfect plan of freeing yourself went to hell the second his phone started to buzz. Jimin sat up quickly, startling you.
His eyes were on you instantly as he blindly reached for his phone. Jimin answered it without checking who's calling and even was talking, his eyes were on you. You did not understand a thing. First, the language was completely different from what you tend to hear in the club. Second, the pace he spoke was way too fast.
While you were looking at him, you have noticed the dark circles under his eyes or how pale his complexion has become. His cheeks were no longer full, his jawline became sharper. Your eyes moved down to his neck, which was covered in an awful looking bruise.
"Stop ogling." Jimin said, bringing you back to reality. He was no longer on the phone, and his hands were tucked in his pocket. It took you a solid minute to realize that for the first time you understood what he said.
"You- you-"
"Yes, darling. I was not wasting my time and learned your language." Jimin got up and start walking your way.
Anymore for me. Riot?
Right now I am working on a one-shot for Changkyun, and have 0 ideas for Mr. Riot. But! Once something new drops with Jimin maybe I will get inspired ✨️
Pretty and Perfect (+18) || San
Genre: angst, fluff, smut, abo
Pairing: San × reader
Word count: 2,247
A/N: I really do not know how to sum it up.
You pushed Shiwoo away, breaking the kiss. The feeling of his lips still present even after you swept off the wetness of your lips. “We can not do that. I am with San now, Woo. If you hadn't left, and you stayed here instead… We would be together.” You explained, holding one hand out to keep him at a safe distance. Your wolf was confused. There he was, the Beta that made you feel safe and loved, but did not have enough time to spend with you. Shiwoo found you when you needed a hand to hold and a roof above your head.
It was the worst break-up you have had to go through. Even though you did not spend much time together, his kindness and your desire to finally belong somewhere, were enough for the bond to start forming.
“Jag-” Shiwoo tried to argue, taking your face in his hands as the door to the apartment opened. All the heat from the kiss you shared a couple of minutes ago, disappeared.
“Am I interrupting something?” San dropped his bag next to the door as he entered the apartment. The keys fell out of his hand when he realized what he just walked into.
happy birthday, taehyung! ♡ (december 30, 1995) - insp
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↳ Pretty&Perfect
Pairing: San x Reader ABO
Synopsis: Jealous Pup San
Genre: Angst, fluff, smut
Pretty and Perfect (+18) || San
Genre: angst, fluff, smut, abo
Pairing: San × reader
Word count: 2,247
A/N: I really do not know how to sum it up.
You pushed Shiwoo away, breaking the kiss. The feeling of his lips still present even after you swept off the wetness of your lips. “We can not do that. I am with San now, Woo. If you hadn't left, and you stayed here instead… We would be together.” You explained, holding one hand out to keep him at a safe distance. Your wolf was confused. There he was, the Beta that made you feel safe and loved, but did not have enough time to spend with you. Shiwoo found you when you needed a hand to hold and a roof above your head.
It was the worst break-up you have had to go through. Even though you did not spend much time together, his kindness and your desire to finally belong somewhere, were enough for the bond to start forming.
“Jag-” Shiwoo tried to argue, taking your face in his hands as the door to the apartment opened. All the heat from the kiss you shared a couple of minutes ago, disappeared.
“Am I interrupting something?” San dropped his bag next to the door as he entered the apartment. The keys fell out of his hand when he realized what he just walked into.
Y E O S A N G halazia (2022)
HAPPY 27TH BIRTHDAY, KIM TAEHYUNG! (insp) December 30th, 1995
happy birthday, taehyung! ♡ (december 30, 1995)
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