I think I'm pretty smashed

You really lost yourself didn't you now ? I TAKE REQUESTS!

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Hey ! It has been ages since i've wrote anything ! Anyone wants to send an Ask?

Writting for any gender (more enclined to write for non binary and trans FTM tho or ships )

I will write for the listed bellow :

*SKZ*

-Bang Chan

-Felix

-Han

-Hyunjin

•SVT•

-Seungkwan

-Vernon

-Minghao

-S.coups

-Seungkwan x vernon

°TxT°

-Beomgyu

-yeonjun

NSFW or SFW IS welcomed

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Live By The Sword

Genre: NonIdol!AU, Dystopic!AU, Killer!AU, Superhero!AU

Pairing: Vernon/Hansol x reader

Summary: Hansol is no more since he betrayed you and your friends, let place to Vernon now.

Word Count: 1k300~ish

Warnings: explixit language and mention of past death, mourn, mention of killing, angst.

A/N: Ok this was supposed to be an hardcore dom!Vernon smut fic but my brain didn't want to work . I'm sorry for those still waiting on it. There's probably a ton of misspelling I didn't proofread anything, pardon me pls .

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Rain was pouring down on you as you took a deep breath.

That was it.

You were standing in an defensive pose , your sword in hand.

He was smirking down at you. You both were on the rooftop of a luxurious hotel in Seoul were his helicopter just landed , six of his men circling him.

You were ready to take all seven of them down in an instant.

You had made a promise to him.

Under the grey rain a thought catched your mind.

More precisely a smell, an all too familiar smell.

One of cinnamon and warm sun, with that, an image was soon to come up to your mind.

Conjured by sentimental attachment that you desperately tried to show away those last years.

His warm smile , and those crescent eyes of his while he was showing a goofy grin to your friend group.

Your friends.

They didn’t get you. So after Vernon killed one of you, revealing his true intentions to you, you had to run away.

S.Coups was so mad that day. You knew it. That night what was left of the heroes of seventeen made their biggest mistake . One of them killed someone.

That must have been your fault . Yours and Vernon’s. It all happened the same day.

You left them down.

You had to leave , they were trying to stop you from your new goal. Kill Vernon.

But they only saw him as Hansol still. How dumb and naïve.

They didn’t want another dead to mourn, another friend to go.

Be you or him.

“I have a proposal that might interest you. Care to give it a shot ?”

Silence rang through the roof , only the rain being the disturbing sound catching you away from your thoughts of a gummy smile all too soon forgotten and leaving a bitter taste.

“Let’s have this the old way. Shall we? You , me no weapons. I have a Dojo that can be available in just a moment if I say so, downstairs. No tricks. Promise from a villain to another. By the way I admire your work. Didn’t know I could lead to such wonderous art.”

Your art. You had your ways let’s say , to gather the needed information leading to him. Anything to get to him. It drove you down deeper and faster into the rabbit hole than anything. You knew you weren’t worth of redemption no more. Just like him.

But for the soul he had taken you ought to take his.

“Move faster than that in this case, cause I won’t hesitate to take down each of your men within the next minute.”

“No need to work yourself so fast love. Let’s do it the proper way , you and me only.”

That’s exactly how you found yourself locked in a tiny box of metal with four of his men and him.

While he was looking at you the whole time, smiling like he just won already, you were thinking, fast and steady.

You were less powerful without your sword , you knew it, just like he did. But so was he without his knifes. When you were still both playing heroes alongside seventeen’s , you were both the weakest when it came down to a one on one fight. But a lot had changed since then, you trained for this day, probably just like he did.

You shuffled into the noble room were you planned to now execute him.

“Get change .”

“I’m sorry?”

“You’re drenched.”

Your brain was moving faster than light whispering to you, that he probably wanted to do this to trick you and stab you in the back or for his men to kill you the second you try to ignore your third sense and what seemed to be transparent and clear logic.

He did a sign to his men to get out of the dojo, but before the last one had the chance to step out, he stopped him grabbing him by the forearm and giving him what appeared to be all his weapons and coat. Leaving him in a the rest of his third piece suit and white button up.

“Give him your weapons.”

“No.”

“It wasn’t a question dearest.”

“If I do so, then get the knife Seungkwan gifted you out of your right boot.”

His face lighted up showing his sharp pearl canine to you and his security guard.

“Feels like yesterday huh?”

“Don’t try to sweet talk to me I’m not one of the boys bringing back memories doesn’t work on me.”

“ Wouldn’t dare to dream about it dear, I know how brutal it all was for you. Would hate to bring back some ghost along the way.”

You gave your sword and knife to Vernon’s men eyeing him up and down. No less than his twenties.

“Then go away , coz’ the only ghost I see here is you.” You said to him looking him dead in the eyes, once his man was out leaving the two of you alone. Leaving on his way a pile of clothes.

“Always so fearless huh? Could have mistaken you for a super-hero.”

“Watch your mouth.”

“Or else ?”

“I’ll start to beat your face to the plump before you even have a chance to comprehend what’s happening.”

“Sadique much?”

“Since when are you talking so much?”

You were undressing before his eyes, and couldn’t to bother much about being so undressed before him.

A silence passed , while you eyes didn’t leave his frozen figure in front of you while you changed. He looked at you with a strange look in his eyes that you had a hard time dealing with. It was like the one he reserved you a while back, the one that committed every dimple to his mind mapping out mentally your body. That look before used to make you so happy like overflowing with affection for the calmed and reserved man in front of you. All of it were lies tho.

“…Since you stopped talking to me.”

You snorted. That was cheesy and obviously a big fat lie .

“Cute.”

He approached you, and while you were in a grey jogging and white t-shirt that obviously belonged to him since the smell was so familiar and strong you took a step further apart from him to keep a certain distance between the two of you for your own sanity.

“You seem to have lost a lot your smile changed.”

“Yeah the biggest asshole I ever knew fucked it all up . Plus I’m not the only one who changed.”

“Is your life that much in white and black? Doesn’t a grey area exist somewhere up in your head?”

“No ,grey areas are for those using excuses to justify their actions.”

“So you’re no better than me?”

“I’m not better than you.”

You were soon hit with the realization. You were beyond forgiveness . As the truth made itself known to your conscience , an unwanted tear rolled down your cheek , tasty so salty once it drop to your lips. You were given a taste of your own medicine, of your own judgement.

“Y/N, you know … you’re beyond forgiveness , and so am I maybe instead of fighting we should just-“

“Don’t you dare-“

“Why should I ? We were great, our chemistry isn’t dead you can’t tell me you don’t feel it too?”

“And what , kill people ?” You spit out looking at him with a dark look.

“You already do”

“No I kill monster , like you.”

“But you might be interested in at least listening to the person that I want to kill.”

“Except if it’s you , I don’t see why I should listen to you, plus helping you into a suicide would be less interesting than torturing you.”

“damn it Y/N!” It was the first time since a long time that he yelled at you. Which displeased you to no end you started taking one of your hidden pocket knife into your palm in a smooth movement making him understand not to fuck up with you.

“Don’t you got any bigger plans for yourself , you kill me than what ?!”

“Then I end my life.”

That seemed to smooth him in a scary way, fear written all over his face.

“Why …?”

“You don’t need to know… That’s private business.”

“Whatever… You deserve better. The boys do too.”

“Don’t you mention them.” You hiss.

“Join me, Together we can do big things.”

“No way you psycho!” You turned right on your heels heading towards where your favorite weapon was. No fair fight at this point . All of this was taking too much of your time for your liking.

“Before you slit up my throat ,” Started Vernon finding support to balance his weight with his right shoulder against the wall facing you. “Don’t you want to catch the one that murdered Soonyoung? You know catch the one that actually did it .”

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I AM SO DAMN MAD .

This weekend I've started to write a New oneshot about attacca being out , about harddom!VernonxY/N and Word just said to me nah-ah bitch the file IS now corrupted go write all of it again, when I wanted to post it tonight for you.

I know I'm already late about it, it's been at least 1 month....

Seriously just . ... . Mad and I can't do shit about it.

I'm so sorry about it @johnny-suh06 .

It'll take more time than what I planned but no worries I didn't forget about you!

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I would love a Harddom!Vernon x Reader!! Any plot idc use your imagination

Woa someoned actually replied?! I aM sHoOk

Harddom! Vernon X reader it is ! Thank you so much for the ask @johnny-suh06 💕

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What would you guys prefer next ?

To celebrate attacca by seventeen I wanted to write either Verkwan (Seungkwan x Vernon/Hansol) or Vernon X reader, or maybe S.coups X reader ?

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Quite the Temper

Genre: NonIdol!AU, University!AU, College!AU, Bestfriends!AU

Pairing: Vernon/Hansol x Seungkwan, Verkwan

Summary: Seungkwan and Hansol are bestfriends, the only problem is Seungkwan massive crush on the so-called friend. Not to forgot his girlfriend. What if Hansol doesn't have a girlfriend anymore tho?

Word Count: 4k353

Warnings: smut, anal sex, a litlle bit of spit.

A/N: So sad to see so little content about this incredibly cute ship, and even les smut about it. First MxM fic, did it for fun . There's probably a ton of misspelling sorry.

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Seugkwan was definitely drunk right now.

He had started to drink way too soon. He started an hour before Minguy came to drive him and his friends to the party they planned going to.

Jihoon had asked them to go, which came as a shock knowing the black haired boy.

Even for their group it was pretty uncommon to go to any parties .

But they all soon learned that Soonyoung was the reason has to why their extroverted friend had asked them to join him to a party.

At first Seugkwan had stayed chatting with Jeonghan over a drink . But soon the discussion took a turn to how beautiful SeungCheol was tonight , and yes of course the man was cute tonight even though he was a messy drunk making a fool of himself laughing way too loud to one of SeokMin’s lame jokes, but then a more subtle laugh would add itself to the loud mess. That laugh was mesmerizing to Seugkwan.

“Seugkwan? Are you even listening to me?” Jeonghan sounded genuinely upset, so with a little bit of struggle Seugkwan turned his attention back up to his friend.

“Sorry did I miss anything about you thirsting over your man?”

The smooth features of Jeonghan became harsher in judgment .

“Ok so then maybe I should just leave you by yourself to go and enjoy ‘my man’ ?”

At that Seugkwan pouted looking over to his friend facing him with his whole body in an attempt to make him rethink his position .

“C’mon don’t do it please , Look I was just joking alright ? Nothing could compare to the sight of you getting drunk and talking weirdly about your ugly boyfriend.”

“Watch it! Coz’ you know damn well you’re no better than me Kwan’!”

“I do not know what you’re making assumption to.”

“Bullshit, while I was maybe ‘thristing’ over SeungCheol we both know which ass you were-“

“BABE!!!!” Seungcheol was both a curse and a benediction at this point, even when he was THIS drunk apparently.

Seungcheol wrapped his long ass limbs over his boyfriend in an attempt to hug him or so it seemed. Jeonghan didn’t seemed to mind at all kissing languidly his boyfriend , who became a blushing mess in less than 2 seconds of his boyfriend making a move on him. Weirdly Seungcheol was never the one to make the first move in their relationship, Jeonghan was always the one to initiate no matter where or who was watching unfortunately. Seugkwan had been the witness to those initiations way to many times. He was traumatized to say the least.

“Cheollie why would you drink that much?”

“I was missing you” Seungcheol whispered yelled at him.

Seugkwan faked gagging on his fingers in front of their disgusting lovingly attempts, making the couple halt.

“Ho shit man , I’m so sorry Kwannie, I didn’t see you! How is my favorite red haired softy?” He said collapsing in Kwan’s arms.

“I am not a softy leave those nicknames to your poor boyfriend I didn’t sign up for that shit.”

Seungcheol was looking genuinely hurt and Seugkwan did feel a little bad .

“Why are you in a shitty mood Kwannie??? You always loved my nicknames…. Did you broke up with your girlfriend too?”

“Who broke up with their girlfriend?”

“Honey, Seungkwan’s gay as fuck…” said an exasperate Jeonghan trying to rip apart the dead weight Seungcheol was on Seungkwan’s shoulders .

“I didn’t know you had a girlfriend Seungkwan.” Said a smooth voice over the way to loud music.

“I don’t!” Seungkwan looked over to Hansol to found him with dark circles under his eyes but his dark blond hair was lifting up the tired features of his face, he was looking devilishly handsome as always.

Seungkwan was starting to loose himself in the perfect shape of his eyebrows , wondering what it would feel like to touch them with his own, while Jeonghan was telling to the boys how Seungkwan was as gay as they can be and by consequence wouldn’t ever think of looking for a girlfriend.

“But wait you didn’t answered Cheol, who broke up with their girlfriend ?” Asked Seungkwan trying not to be a creep and not to stare so shamelessly but he knew that Jeonghan had caught him staring as always.

”That would be me .” Said a tight lip sealed Hansol.

Well done idiot! Seungkwan and Hansol knew each other pretty well , they all did since it was a 13 group of friends, but for the previous months Seugkwan had started getting an big embarrassing crush on Hansol. But being fully aware of the fact that he was in a relationship with a girl two classes above them , he never tempted to try to make a move on Hansol. If you were ever to say that you saw him rubbing his face on his friend’s shoulder or had a huge smile whenever he would seat on his lap instead of a chair because they were too many for the table, then he would brush it off and say you were making things up.

Last week tho, Seungkwan had felt something hard against his ass while sitting on his friend lap, he didn’t say anything , and if he had a devilish smile on his face each time he had to move to catch a fork on the ground and by consequence grind his ass on his friend’s hard on, he would say it was pure unluck . He was pretty proud of himself seeing his friend excuse himself to the bathroom for a few minutes longer than needed right before their classes would start, and when he came back, he was redder than usual and his breath a little harsher too.

Seungkwan that night used those images too pleasure himself trying to picture the redder flesh of his friend masturbating, he even added spiced up the thoughts thinking it was about him that his friend had come . But after the deed was done his mind catched up with reality and he cried that night over the fact , that of course his friend didn’t masturbate over him. He masturbated over the thoughts of his well cherished girlfriend.

“ You broke up with her ?” Jeonghan asked a little surprised.

“Yeah yesterday morning.”

“Why?” said Seungkwan in a cold tone surprising his friends.

“I don’t know dude…. We just- I fell out of love I guess. I tried to fake my feelings in order to get them back, for a few weeks. But it didn’t worked. So I broke up.”

“I’m sorry ‘sol” Said Jeonghan trying to push off his drunk boyfriend , who was kissing him on his neck.

Hansol laughed a little over the drunken state of his best friend.

“I’m gonna put him to bed, before he starts undressing himself in front of everyone. See you guys!” Jeonghan said trying to make Seungcheol stand up a little.

“Right have fun you two!” Replied Hansol smirking knowingly to his friends , before staring ahead at Seungkwan who felt himself blushing under the shameless staring.

“You want to chat a little in the garden ?”

Seungkwan nodded a bit shy at the attention and followed his friend outside.

Minguy and Joshua had joined them at some point saying they didn’t want to see Hoshi and Jihoon making out ever again.

Their little group was talking about everything and nothing at all.

Later a girl named Soo-ah had joined them with Wonwoo not far off. Minguy and her were pretty good friends apparently so they started chatting among themselves mostly as did Wonwoo and Joshua talking about a new cocktail that Joshua learned how to do over the summer at his cousin’s house in LA.

Seugkwan was once again on Hansol’s lap , not that he minded . He was sipping slowly on his drink that Joshua made.

“So… You got a boyfriend?” It took all of Seungkwan will power not to spit out his drink at Hansol’s words.

“Wh-What? I-No I don’t .” He replied trying not to sound too shock over the harmless question.

“Why?”

“Why, Why?”

“Why don’t you have one?”

“Maybe it’s gonna be a shocker to you, since you’re one of the most popular guys at our school, but weirdly people aren’t attracted to me, and ready to undress themselves right on the spot like cheol with Jeonghan, so pretty hard to found any dicks.” Said Seungkwan opting to be as blunt as possible to pass his awkwardness as subtlety as possible.

Hansol laughed out at that.

“Well I think you’re attractive.”

“Wait what?” Seugkwan was looking at Hansol with some kind of concern in his eyes.

“What can’t I found you attractive?”

Seungkwan blushed, maybe he underestimated Joshua’s drinks now.

“Obviously you can it’s just… aren’t you supposed to be sad over your breakup or something?”

“I mean I’ve been sad over it for a month now, guilt tripping myself over my emotions, now that I’m single I feel like trying out new things without feeling guilty about it.”

“So what you decided that tonight would be a good night to flirt with the first guy you see?”

“Not the first guy I see, You.”

“Why tho? Isn’t that strange?”

“Is it? Are you uncomfortable?”

“N-NO… It’s just we’re friends, what about after?”

“Hahaha Seungkwan, Don’t worry I didn’t say I wanted us to have sex tonight or something.”

There was a minute long silence , both of them getting lost in the other eyes.

“I wouldn’t mind tho…” whispered Seungkwan , and OH god he was definitely never drinking Joshua’s cocktails again.

But it apparently sparked something deep inside because Seungkwan definitely felt something move under his lap . This lit up an unknown fire deep inside him.

“We could just go to your room upstairs and there I could just go down on my knees for you. Would you like it Hansol?” The boy whispered in his friend’s right ear, slightly catching his lobe with his teeth and licking it.

Hansol slapped his hand against Seungkwan thighs trying to get him to move up . When the red haired boy did , Hansol took his hand leading him inside the house to the staircase, then to his room, locking it.

Once done he pushed gently the boy on the door going for his neck, at that the smaller boy blushed a deep crimson making its way to his face while his lips were push apart by slightly less bigger ones.

Seungkwan took over his numb body to push his tongue past his friend lips .

Friend? Could he even say that anymore? He didn’t see Hansol as a friend since quite a while was he?

His crush, as if he heard Seungkwan getting lost in his doubts, pushed his hands under the older t-shirt.

His freezing hands leaving hot trails on the aching skin underneath .

Seungkwan was swimming in heaven from finally having the wanted attention of the one he liked so much.

Hansol was trying to behave but the boy grew more impatient the more he was confronted to the endless amount of clothes between them . He moved the other boy to his bed lifting up his shirt over Seungkwan head and doing the same with his.

When he went again for the comforting and lovely feeling of the pillowy lips of Seungkwan , the other boy tried to get Hansol’s pants out of the way, Hansol quickly picking up on the motion help him out and did the same with Seungkwan pants.

“Han-Hansol.”

Seugkwan was growing more and more impatient.

Hansol just wanted him as much, but couldn’t care about being impatient he wanted to savor this.

He didn’t had sex for a while mostly jerking off to random videos or his thoughts .

Those thoughts often leaded to gay sex with blank face,’til at the very edge one became clearer and the softs facial traits of Seugkwan appeared.

At second time it happened during the same week, it leaved the boy a little surprised as normally his erotic dreams were more populated with his girlfriend face, sometimes though he had to admit her face became more masculine, her cheek chubby , and her hair shorter . But he just thought he was getting panted up to a masculine version of her. Until one night months ago , he asked her to try dressing up as masc for a making out saying he wanted to experiment , being honest with his feelings.

And it was great , but something was missing.

Until he had an wet dream about this phantasm again. Then he understood what he jerked off to wasn’t his girlfriend but one of his best friends.

Since that day , every time he felt horny he just couldn’t leave the sight of his friend ass alone.

But it wasn’t only about that. That would have been to simple.

There was a feeling deep down his throat, as it went dry for what seemed no good reason, except Seungkwan antics growing louder as Hansol retrieve further in his quiet persona.

Hansol had a big crush on his friend , and he knew his friend had one as well , each lingering glance from him was a shot of dopamine to him. The way sometimes when Hansol ex was rambling about a topic Seungkwan couldn’t seem to stop being touchy with him , like he was trying to prove a point to the girl.

And Hansol let him be , enjoying it as much as his friend did, sure the first time he felt a bit guilty to have let Seungkwan sit on his lap instead of his girlfriend , but she didn’t seemed to mind .

To her Hansol and Seungkwan were friends nothing more .

Tonight the young man had a point to prove.

“Wait, Are you a virgin?”

“No. I mean it’ll only be my third time tho and I didn’t do it in a long time, the last time was like 1 year ago I think. But I finger myself often enough so it won’t hurt if we take it slow.”

“Do you now ?” Hansol’s voice was dripping with lust just imagining the obscene scene in front of him.

“Mind showing me?” He asked to a blushing Seungkwan. The flustered boy went for Hansol’s fingers before his friend stray away from his touch.

“Be good and show me yourself Kwannie” Seungkwan was at first kinda shocked by Hansol’s playful demeanor.

“But I want yours.” Said the boy without budging , a pout to his lips.

“Too bad , you’ll have to work for it .” Hansol went for a quick kiss before sitting on his desk chair looking good as ever with a small rictus for his partner to see.

“Well then I’m gonna be needing lube.” Still red as a tomato but looking straightforward to the other boy.

Hansol hot up and went to his nightstand opening the first drawer to pick up and leave on the bed his cotton candy lube.

Seungkwan lift one of his eyebrows at this.

“Fancy” A smirk drawing itself on the boy’s lips.

Right now Hansol was suffering from the lack of physical contact from the other boy , but he knew it’ll soon all be worth it.

Seungkwan, shyly grab the edge of his boxer brief , preparing himself for the worst. Seungkwan didn’t like the way he looked, he had gone through many diets to always maintain a certain weight and he did. He wasn’t fat or even chubby, he just got in his head too much.

He was scared in front of his crush. Hansol was very well built and often went to the gym.

Seungkwan was in his head to much , so much that he couldn’t see the adoring eyes on his form.

Hansol knew Seungkwan wasn’t chubby but he didn’t think his friend had abs.

Seungkwan didn’t even realized he was frowning that much until rough palms went to grab his sides gently.

And soon the older boy was in the warm embrace of his friend.

“You’re so beautiful Seungkwan.” The older boy felt his heart throb overwhelmed by his emotions.

Seeing how well Seungkwan was responding to his touch and was now left unbothered by what initial thoughts were clouding his mind , Hansol grabbed his thighs lifting him up before sitting him to his desk chair.

He kissed the older with hunger and lust all the way , throwing some teeth into it, biting slightly at Seungkwan’s plumply lips.

“You don’t have to do anything you don’t feel up to. I don’t got any expectations from you. Even if we only cuddle and kiss that would be enough Kwan’.”

“But I really want to have sex with you.”

“Yeah but we can always have sex later when you’re mind is more at ease.”

“Later ?”

“I wouldn’t mind this being a thing, I mean you really look pretty getting all worked up for me, but I also want you to sit on my lip and to hug and kiss you whenever I feel like it. If you’re up to it.”

“Wh-at? But it’s … You mean being my boyfriend right? But I thought you wanted to experiment ? And just like that ? isn’t it … I don’t know , sudden?”

“Yes you dummy being your boyfriend , I want to experiment, but it’ll be best if it’s with you. And it’s not something I haven’t thought about before. I’ll be proud to have you as my Boyfriend Seugkwan.”

“Pass me the lube .”

Hansol giggled getting up and passing his now boyfriend the cotton candy lube.

And before he could do a move Seungkwan was entering his middle finger up his lubed ass.

Hansol sinked to his knees at the sight running his tongue up his upper lip.

Before lapping at his angry head. He was preventing his boyfriend thighs to choke him. As much as he loved them he didn’t planned on letting his boyfriend writhing with lust in his frat house during a party.

He then proceeded to wrap his mouth on his boyfriend’s member. Hollowing his cheek on his hard on , going up and down, doing repetitive design with his tongue.

It was very different from his ex, But he preferred it, even when he wasn’t suppose to compare the two , he couldn’t believed one could be has vocal as Seungkwan during sex.

If Seungkwan wasn’t the one leading in the bedroom , he sure remained very vocal.

At first the moans were very clear, but the further the interaction between the two continued the more incomprehensible the sentences becamed.

Next thing he knew, The oldest was now stimulating his asshole at full speed with 3 fingers and looked delirious with his dick covered in Hansol’s spit.

Hansol got up and carried his boyfriend to his bed , before stripping from his boxers.

He once again retrieved something from his nightstand drawer causing a delicate hand to wrap around his and take the condom from him to open it up.

And for the first time tonight Hansol felt skin on skin where he needed it most.

A low moan almost in pain erupt from its throat sending sparks in his boyfriend low abdomen.

Seungkwan wanted, needed to hear that magnificent sound again. He knew that he’ll store that knowledge as jack off material for later.

Once the condom applied Hansol aligned himself with his boyfriend entrance.

He thrusted hard and deep , no mercy showed on his boyfriend bending his body up , caged between Hansol’s firm chest.

He waited for a sign to keep on going from the oldest.

Seungkwan never felt that filled up never it was the greatest feeling of all , he felt his eyes rolled back and his hole clenching around the large member of the youngest.

“You’re taking me in so well baby. You look so hot right now. I can’t believe what I jerked myself off to so many times is happening.” Said Hansol before attaching his lips to his boyfriend’s.

Seungkwan took an expected turn as he spit a little in his boyfriend mouth detaching himself from him to see a strand of spit still connecting the two. For some unknow reason Seungkwan got even more aroused at the sight.

“Move already” And Hansol did so.

“God your so bossy I swear, what am I gonna do with such a brat.” Asked Hansol in a sugar-coated voice accompanied by a deep growl.

“Hanso-ol… it’s so go-ood.” And it did , to Seungkwan he never felt as aroused as he was now , it was so good that tears of pleasure were coming to blurry his vision.

“Are you okay Baby?”

“Ye-Yeah just … feels reallyreally good.” Hansol took Seungkwan hands from the sheets to put them to his hair, instinctively Seungkwan pulled with no restraint on it.

“Just focus on me.” Said Hansol as he speed up , rutting at an accelerated speed inside his boyfriend.

As they chased each other’s orgasm’s Seungkwan’s left hand felled on Hansol’s bare back, where he started painting red lines with his nails going as deep as he wished without his boyfriend even complain about it. It added to the pleasure at this point.

Hansol still had a point to be made and covered the fragile neck skin of his boyfriend in hickeys declaring the success of their night together to everyone to naïve to pay attention.

They were both really sweaty it had nothing classy . Hansol was pounding into his boyfriend’s hips at a brutal pace, but it was still done in some much love and emotions.

A big drop of water felled from Seungkwan’s eyes landing into Hansol tongue as he licked the drop away, shooing him down as the whines of Seungkwan became louder, needier, and more high pitched.

Hansol was grunting again Seungkwan’s right ear licking it and biting it before a loud line of moan’s of Seungkwan’s name felled from it , making him whimper against his ear , provoking a balance in temperature.

And Seungkwan felt himself fall from the edge . “Hans-OL” He structured , this was the deepest moan of the night by the oldest and Hansol found it extremely hot. That’s what did the trick for him, He filled up with an worrying amount of cum his condom as he rode through his high with a loud moan of Seungkwan name over and over again.

He stilled down for a few minutes , both of them recovering however they could from their wild orgasm. He ran his hands alongside the sides of his now boyfriend.

“Seungkwan I love you.”

“I love you.” Smiled Seungkwan at hansol , when he retrieved from his used hole.

He tied it down and throw it away in the ben next to his desk quietly .

“I know you’re not gonna want to hear this but , let’s take a shower, I don’t want you to have sore muscles in the morning.”

“Maybe you should have though better before pounding into me like there’s no tomorrow.” Answered sassily Seungkwan and, for the first time tonight, Hansol was a blushing mess to the dirty choice of words from his new boyfriend.

After they showered and did a slow making out session under the hot spay of the bathroom , they got under the cover of the used and old bed of Vernon.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Shoot.”

“When did you have a boyfriend last year , I never meet him?” Asked Vernon while cuddling his boyfriend.

“A boyfriend? Hooooo you mean the person I was having sex with?”

“Wasn’t he your boyfriend ?”

“Hell no! Why would I want Soonyoung as a boyfriend? Who in their damn right mind would want that except for Jihoon? I don’t have a death wish, thanks!”

“Soonyo-o-oung?”

“Yeah, We decided to do our first time together since we’re best friend, we preferred loosing it to someone important for us instead of when we’ll be too drunk to even see what our date’ll look like in a frat house.” He said with a pointed look to Vernon.

“You’re not drunk right?”

“No, we’re just in your frat ass with some lingering drunken people downstairs.”

“Okay , Okay I got it, next time it’ll be more romantic, baby.” Said Hansol kissing Seungkwan’s temple. At his words the oldest got a marvelous sensation taking over all his emotions.

“I love you.”

“I love you.” Whispered Hansol in his right ear.

A little silence made itself known between the two , relaxing both of them.

“Wait. So did you have sex twice with Soonyoung?”

A long sight of exasperation came out of Seungkwan’s mouth.

“Yeah. Let’s say my dream came true and I did have sex while being drunk in this frat house, he was too. It was okay but sad sex so, we promised not to do it again.”

“Why was it sad ?”

“You brought your girlfriend for the first time around to the so-called party, and it made me sad.”

Hansol a little shocked to hear that , even with him knowing about Seungkwan’s crush for a little while , he hadn’t figured it was this old. He came back to himself and pampered with kisses the smooth skin of his boyfriend.

“Ex-Girlfriend, I have an amazing boyfriend now, have you met him yet?”

Seungkwan turned to face his smiling boyfriend.

“No I haven’t…”

“That’s too bad, he must be around , let me introduce him to you.”

“It’s okay I think he won’t mind if you let him be for tonight and stay up with me instead.”

“I don’t know he really has a temper.” Vernon said smirking , before a sudden fist collided with his abdomen, and both of them ended up giggling through a soft peck on the lips, before drifting off to sleep in the sweet embrace of each other.

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IHTCW part II

Genre: NonIdol!AU, SummerJob!AU

Part II of

I have a thing for Car wash

Genre: NonIdol!AU, SummerJob!AU Pairing: OT7 x Reader Summary: You do car wash as a summer job each year. But this year , 7 new employees ar

Pairing: OT7 x Reader - focus Yoongi x reader- Namjoon x reader

Summary: You do car wash as a summer job each year. But this year , 7 new employees are added to the mix.

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: angst,fluff,smut

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So apparently taehyung idea worked … which to say the least surprised you a lot.

Everyday since the photoshoot , with the boys , which was two weeks ago now. For which you took the pictures not wanting to be sexualized by some creeps, a ton of groups of girls were coming in and out at every hours of the day , sometimes even going as far as several times a day , apparently not only men could be sexualizing the other gender and be a creep about it. But the boys knew from the start that they’ll be sexualized and were strangely okay with it.

Even you had a hard time not finding them extra hot while doing the photoshoot , you were lucky they staid clothed because you would have been a babbling mess if they did.

Ever since that day you worked much longer than before at the gaz-station being overcome with those new clients. Which meant you were less at home than normal.

Which created a lot of disputes between you and your romantic partner. Tonight had been the last drop for you. They insulted you , so you took the first bag you saw and got some clothes you found not bothering to check what it was and to show it down your bag to take of on your bicycle, getting as far away as possible from this place , you used to call home.

But you really had nowhere to go to be honest. Like most of your friends were living on campus or gone back home to see their relatives for the summer break.

So you drove where you mind took you and it was at Namjoon’s house strangely. You only been there once to help him and the rest of the guys move into this new loft they shared, in was pretty big for students but you figured they had rich families or at least one of them to help them out.

You knocked on the windowed door of the loft trying to make yourself heard but still not wanting to disturb anyone’s sleep surely one of them would still be up right ?

Blue hair came into view and something overtook you , you didn’t cry no. You didn’t need to.

You tears had dry out years ago , right now you wanted to bask into a moment of serenity with whoever could hold you and it was a good thing Namjoon was the one holding you his presence making the silence around you so comfortable and easy to bask into.

You needed this. After what felt several minutes you turned to glance up at him a question on your lips but too tired to ask hoping he would come up with the sentence by himself, he did.

“Do you got a bag to sleep-over ?”

Still being your silent self , too tired of the screams, words and others you made a light sign at your backpack on your bicycle, he understood and leaved the comfort and softness of the hug to go get it for you.

He showed you the way into the house passing by a living room in which Jungkook was sleeping uncomfortably on the couch while facing a lightly blue screens playing some credits of a film .

Namjoon made a shush movement to you, before showing you his bedroom door’s , you remembered from last time.

You entered and the place seemed very calm and like a resting place for your fuzzy mind.

You went to thank Namjoon but saw him going out of his bedroom.

“Were are you going?” You said with a small voice , like a kid getting scared of the monster under their bed.

“I leave you my bed and I’ll took the couch not to disturb you , you look like you could use some sleep.”

“Ple-please don’t … don’t leave me ?” You asked making silent doe eyes over him .

His breath was shortly cut before exhaling and giving in your request . He spread out his magnificent body over the bed and you softly made a sign to ask permission for a cuddle .

He showed you into his chest and for once since a long time your night wasn’t visited by screams and insults. But rather a deep voice and pretty laugh and some blue smoke over it.

The next morning you wake up early , way too early. The harsh 6 am from Namjoon’s alarm clock was staring smugly at you , you tried you really did but no matter what you couldn’t seem to go back to bed . So you leaved the bed and warm embrace of Joon’s arm around you to put a pillow in his arms instead of your frame. With what you hoped was the smallest sounds you tip-toed to the kitchen to pour yourself a glass of water unfortunately for a dark figure was waiting for you causing a high pitch from your lungs joined by the cold stare of the shadow. You heart start to come back to life once you saw that in front of you for no other than Yoongi, looking at you like you grew to heads.

“Sorry didn’t mean to scare you, I mean it’s not like I’m the one standing in your kitchen at 6 am unannounced .”

“Christ Yoongi, you have no idea how much you scared me .”

“Well didn’t think it’ll be that soon I’ll hear you scream because of me.”

You rolled your eyes trying not to look like a deer caught in headlights , it wasn’t really your taste of humor but you knew he just tried to lighten up the mood.

“Subtle as ever , I see.”

“I prefer to be cash with someone who I feel attracted to.”

What? He had to be kidding, or were you dreaming and in reality still in Joon’s arms?

“I fear I did not quite get that.” You swallowed a big breath trying to shake your frozen state away.

“Too bad I hate repeating myself” He winked at you . You stood still blushing and you were thanking the lack of light in that moment, not wanting to be teased further by him.

“So what’s up? Why are you doing in my kitchen at 6 am ? Were you missing me that much?”

It kinda shocked you how this very calm man was being so straightforward something you never thought him to be .

But soon enough a sour expression painted your face remembering why you were here in the first place.

Even though the lack of lights Yoongi saw that.

“Do you want me to help out?”

“There’s nothing to be done , I’m afraid.”

You sighs as you made your way to the sink to serve yourself a glass of water.

“Are you sure?” Yoongi was now right in front of you caging him between his two arms on each sides of your hips while they were resting against the sink.

“I-I don’t-“

“I really want to help you out , I’ll be happy to.” He whispered getting closer to you.

“I don’t get it, what-“

“Do you want me to kiss you?” His lips were a few inches away from yours and you could feel the light scent of his morning shave hitting your nostrils as you took a deep breath in.

“Do you want to kiss me?” You asked not leaving his lips from your glance as he licked them purposefully .

“I was thinking I made that point pretty clear.” At that you lashed out your anger on his lips not, giving him a minute to catch on before colliding your lips on his.

There was something pretty aggressive from you directed towards him, well not him really more to the world and how unfair this all was but you had the sensation that he could get it, that he was somewhat as torn up inside as you were . He responded to the kiss pretty fast . But to your shock his kiss wasn’t rushed at all on the contrary it was barely a peck before he moved away from your lips.

“No matter what brought you here, selfishly I’m happy it happened.” And before you knew it his lips find yours again, just caressing yours , being awfully slow, where yours were being more insistent and wanting to speed up. But the clashing of the both were mixing quite well to your delight.

They was something in the way he wanted to calm you down that was very much needed, as if he was saying sorry to your scars and broken heart, as if he could convince your heart to throb once more for someone new , where you were screaming for violence , he was moving in your wounds trying to stitch them up. He was being so calm and overall confident in the good care he was putting you through that might had thought he could be the cure to it all if you hadn’t been so lied to and putting through toxic relationships for so many years before meeting them.

His long skinny fingers found the hem of your shirt delicately brushing it up over your head , standing aside for a few seconds taking in your braless state in admiration and lust .

He licked his lips once again , his expression looking as blank as ever.

He oh so calmy took off Namjoon’s sweatpants falling on his knees, facing your crotch.

Needless to say you were intimidated to found yourself naked in front of the clothed man.

You yelped when he took a lick at your core and an overdramatic sigh at your taste. You were feeling all the blood leave to your head in that instant, your eyes struggling to stay open when is cold breath fanned over your glistening folds of his saliva.

In over just a minute he was making out loudly with your pussy making it clenched at all the pervert sounds the two combined were making.

The obscene sounds of your whimpers and the sounds of Yoongi’s flat tongue against your core were echoing through the walls of the kitchen, and even if your mind was being transported to another place as the fearless moves Yoongi’s tongue was making you try to resist your instincts to close your legs opting against it , and opening them wider for Yoongi hands to roam against.

This truly was the best cunni you ever had. For once your partner wasn’t afraid to use all of the strength he had to satisfy you and without much help you were cumming against his tongue, he hold you in place as your hips buckled against his face.

That’s when the light of the kitchen lightened up to reveal your fucked out face and Yoongi’s wild hair from your hands scratching up against his scalp.

A blushing Taehyung was standing in the hallway leading to the stairs.

In just over a few seconds you were a babbling mess meetings Taehyung’s shocked eyes.

That’s where something you never expected happened right in front of you.

Yoongi got up licking exaggeratedly his lips to stand in front of him and kiss him hungrily.

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GUYS!

Nobody will read this probably and I'll have no asks but those last few days I went several times at a BDSM bar , I have so much material to write SmUt hahaha ! If anyone wants to drop in question about my experience and what it is like DO NOT HESITATE I'LL BE HAPPY TO ANSWER!!

[writingforyourpleasure]

just had a pretty bad night might drown myself into writting to forget and drown my bad thoughs?

[yoongsisbae]

Adventures in writing with ya girl ✍🏽

Me: submissive as fuck, does not know how to talk sexy or use words good.

Me: also having to write dialogue for a dom character with no clue on this green earth how to do that and literally wanting to yeet my computer across the room every time I type baby doll.

Also me: deciding to go undercover on omegle and find dudes to unwittingly help me

Sorry sir, I was in fact not touching myself, but eating a quesadilla and rewriting our conversation into my story. You thought you used me, but I in fact used you and I will not be giving you any writing credits. ✌🏽

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I have a thing for Car wash

Genre: NonIdol!AU, SummerJob!AU

Pairing: OT7 x Reader

Summary: You do car wash as a summer job each year. But this year , 7 new employees are added to the mix.

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: none

A/N: Thoses Butter's concept photoshoot are gonna be the death of me ...

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Summer’s Job never been dreamy or appealing you always preferred to stay home and play games or hangout with your friends.

You were doing the same summer job from your high school’s years throughout your UNI years, this year was the last year where you could work at the same gas station you usually spent your summer’s at. You were quite happy about this news because your work there wasn’t really enjoyable to say the least.

You were working as car washer.

The staff was limited to you and Gladys. Gladys was an Australian grandma’ with an heavy accent and a loud voice.

You used to complain about the underpaid job and understaff issue to her each year , but even if she tried her best to pay you more each year, the problem of understaff was remaining.

Plus you had the marvelous advantage , note the irony, to be a woman. So of course you had some guy every now and then asking you for some porn kink including cars and water to you.

And of course as soon as you dared to say to them that it was not respectful of them to ask for such favors , well their ego feeling insecure will make them insult you ‘til Gladys will come out and try to dissolve any trouble. And if they didn’t leave… well then Tallulah will come help you out. Were Gladys was a true perfect cottage core granny , Tallulah her spouse, was a weightlifting Olympics coach. So she was , massive and looked very frightening.

But since she was often occupied most of the time Gladys would have to do the trick , and if too much persistent she would call her little brother Jeff a policeman always coming in and out of the shop to check on things.

It was nice, for a summer or two, but seeing as it’s been years since you were first introduce to this summer’s job to say it became painfully annoying was an understatement.

And this year would be the same…

Or so you though.

Gladys finally took your complains about the car wash job being understaffed and recruited a few people to help out .

When she said a few, you though she was talking about 2 to 3 people.

But no, no non no no no. Gladys took in 7 people !

She promised you your check wouldn’t take any damage by the presence of those new employees , but you sincerely doubt that.

And of course you’ll have to show them around and proceed to show them how to wash a car because of course it’s not like anybody could know how to do it by themselves.

You were moody when that tons of information’s felled down on your head, but now finding yourself in front of the 7 new employees changed everything.

Apparently Gladys misspelled car wash job for model’s photoshoot coz’ those 7 boys were for sure way too beautiful to need a car wash job.

It had to be a prank, right?

So being more self aware in what you’ve been for years you showed carefully those men of to do the job. And no it wasn’t cute or sexy, far from it.

You were dressed in your yellow hoodie and black jogging with flip-flop.

For once you wished you had were those fucking shorts looking like panties more than anything, and a crop top or something similar, like all those freaks watching too much porn often asked you to.

But no , and those guys were dressed in matching outfits in jeans and whites tee.

Even if they were very dreamy swoon over , you had more pressing issues to think about.

Like why one of them started a water fight with another one, and putting a stop to it before one of them put soap into their eyes.

“Okay guys!!! Please stop …? I don’t want to have to report you to Gladys on your first day okay? So keep that behavior for when you’re on your own okay?”

“Sorry , we didn’t meant to …” Said one.

“Huh sorry to interrupt , but none of us seems to have catch your name earlier ?” Said the guy with blue hair.

You liked his hair, it was nice, like blue waves , more darker on the edges and lighter on the center of his scalp. He had such beautiful eyes too, so sharp an-

Oh god , wait did you really lost yourself by admiring him?!

“Huh miss???”

“Y-Yeah !!! Haha my name’s Y/N !” You extended your hand , losing your mind for talking in a higher voice to him , good job at not being suspect Y/N….

And you hated yourself even more for being awkward by presenting your hand to him. But he, on the other hand sensed your discomfort and made your move seem completely normal shaking your hand lightly and giving you a cute smile showing off his dimples.

“Namjoon,…. And those two are Jungkook and Taehyung, and I hate to be the one breaking it to you but we’re probably gonna have a hard time keeping them calm.”

“Oh… Okay” You just ended , looking to the two guys involved in the previous water fight, and looking back to Namjoon’s face. He was calm and put you at ease. Hargh you were staring , good job on not being a freak Y/N .

The one all covered in jean from head to toe approached you, and ever so silently spoke to you.

“Hate to be a bother Y/N, but can I have a bucket to wring out my sponge, please?”

“Huh Yeah of course huh-hu….”

“Yoongi’s the name…”

“Oh huh well yeah let me get that from Gladys to you okay I’ll be back in just a sec Yoongi.”

He nodded very calm much to your dismay as you were starting to feel anxious about advising Gladys for more employees, maybe you should have just shut it.

You entered the store who basked in a sunny light as the morning was starting to begin for most of other people’s in the city.

At the register was one of the new employees, he wore a plaid skirt and converse’s with a white thee and jean shirt. You couldn’t believe how gracious his lips draw themselves on his face. They looked pillowy and as dreamy as the six other’s man out there waiting for you.

“Huh hello ? You might remember me from earlier ? Y/N the foremost employee?”

“Of course I do you’re the sweet mango! “

“I’m sorry what ?”

“The sweet mango ! The color of your sweatshirt look alike a mango!”

“I-I Yeah it does…”

“Would you like another nickname maybe? I’m sorry if this one doesn’t fit your style haha. What about little mouse ?”

“Do I look like a little mouse ?”

“No ,you look like a fucking rat”

Said another voice coming from behind you.

“I beg you pardon?”

You turn over to the masculine voice behind you to find yourself facing a chest. Your eyes flew up to the face of the stranger, ready to take down any bratty client. And you were surprised to face a smiling shit eating brunette man glancing down at you . He was snickering and looking at you like he was mentally undressing you with his eyes.

“Yah ! Jin ! Don’t be rude to our new friend!”

You look down to the content in his arms, some sandwiches squeezed between bottles of water.

“Wait your on job duty ! Why aren’t you with the others ?” You started to take over yourself and focus on your task, keeping everything organized.

“Some of us forgot to bring our lunch to work this morning , so I volunteered to go for it , but you’ve been blocking the line too preoccupied to talk to mister big flirt over there.”

He gestured at the cashier.

“We weren’t flirt-“

“You totally were!” Gladys interrupted you coming out from the back of the shop with several boxes of energy bars .

“Gladys I would ne-“

“Don’t lie to me girl ! Okay Jimin go fill up the shelves with those and Jin , you’re lucky you have a nice face, it’s on the house for today so go back to work will you now?”

“Sure thing Gladys! Thank you so much !” He offered her a wink before smirking down at you , going back to his devices.

“AND SHE DOESN’T LOOK LIKE A RAT! BUT YOU SURE TALK LIKE A BRATT!!!” Shouted Gladys at Jin, while a girl was approaching him to take care of her car and asking for his number. He was a blushing mess and Tae had to intervene to talk an eligible sentence to, the poor lost girl, after that.

“Now, Y/N what do you need sweetheart? I mean other than Jimin’s number of course?” She had said it loud enough for Jimin to hear it and bringing a cute smile on his face content of his accomplishments.

“Gladys please stop. “ You warned her with a tired face. She maybe looked old but she was fearless for sure .

“I need extra buckets for the boys, please.”

She leaved the register for what felt only two seconds before bringing over 5 extra buckets for you , to share.

“Thank you , you’re a life savior!”

“I know , should have started a sect when it was trendy.”

You left laughing to her dumb joke , but not before quickly glancing to Jimin. After that event you formed three distinct groups between all of you to get their heads in the game.

But with Jimin busy with helping out Gladys around the store, one of them was standing by himself.

“Okay since your alone I’ll help out for today.”

“Really? Thank you so much I was worried I’ll found myself alone when everyone’s having fun in groups.”

You looked around to indeed found them more busy playing around then actively work in silence .

“Yeah well normally having so much fun isn’t part of the job but I don’t want to kill the mood.”

“I’m Hoseok by the way but you can call me Hobi ! “ He said with a heart shaped smile.

“Y/N. Haha did you had to see Jimin assigning you a nickname too?”

“No this one’s for my crushes .” He said glancing up at you with stars shining eyes behind the comfort of his sunglasses.

“Yah! Hobi Does it mean I’m one of your freaking crushes?!” Yelled a not-so-speechless Jin , across the parking lot.

“Why don’t you come found out ?!” Yelled back a way too enthusiast Hoseok.

The day went by pretty quietly apart from those 7 agents of chaos you were stuck with from now.

Lunch came around pretty quickly and you all went to the back of the shop to have your break there , enjoying the nice breeze of the fan, while chatting.

“So , how come you’re all working here this summer?” You asked between bites of your meal.

“My aunt knows Gladys and told me she was recruiting , and since I was in need of a job I took it.” Said Jimin looking at you oh so charmingly.

“I have a thing for car wash.” Said Jin like it was completely normal.

“Your such a weirdo something hyung I swear… I was in need of a summer job saw the flyers by the campus and thought why not ? Here I am.”

Replied Jungkook slowly slurping down his noodles.

“We wanted to prove some sexist asshole that , no it wasn’t , a job only reserved to women.” Said a disgusted Namjoon swallowing quickly his part of the sandwich.

“I want to be a social entrepreneur.”

Said Taehyung leaving you with wide eyes.

“How is that related to bein-“

“If I succeed to make this place a rentable place from just the car wash then I could do anything.”

“And how would you do that ?” asked Jin dismissing his lunch to look over at Taehuyng.

“What about a photoshoot?”

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write bad fanfic. write mediocre fanfic. write fanfic that a thousand people before you have already written. write niche fanfic. write fanfic that only a few people will read or understand. write fanfic just for you. write fanfic just for a friend. write ocs. write self-inserts. the fact that you’re taking the time and energy to put your ideas into the world is amazing and people who shame you for it need to find better ways to spend their time.

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Rightful Heir

Genre: Historical porn with plot.

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Summary: The queen can't seem to satisfy her needs by herself

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: explicit sexual activity, unhealthy relationship dynamics, slut shaming, adultery, impreg kink, mention knife/sword play, historical inaccuracy , breeding kink, possessive kink, impossible love a lil' angsty but not so much , step-bro by mariage AU ?

A/N: falled in love with

and felt like writting something along those lines.

I do not own the original idea and this is just a sort of tribute if you will , This all stays fiction and do not relate how I see the boys or how I see my non relationship with them all of this is fiction and for fun , not to be taken seriously !

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You finally gave birth to an legitimate heir to the King , your husband, 5 years ago.

Miraculously you got pregnant after years of trying and months of non-activity with your husband , for you to finally initiate a sexual intercourse with the king one night surprising him.

It had been such a massive event for everyone . Your husband had been very much surprised to learn the news at a committee in the morning where you not so graciously puked in front of the royal court. But everyone ‘ ve been quick to forgive you once they learned the news. And as chaos of the news aroused great joy in the country, no one saw that quick glance you gave to one person in the royal court .

He that entire day wore a playful smirk arousing yours. The king didn’t need to know that his so called heir was in reality his brother’s.

But you had to do it in order not to get replace by one of the concubines of your husband.

And even if truly forbidden you had way more intense feelings to Yoongi than your husband, it made you reckless in some ways.

You dreamed often of a day where he would be the king, could call your child his and finally be your bethrothed. But that day would never come .

While your husband was on the battlefield you had to lead the country in the shadows still very much advise from the royal court. And whenever you could you would be with your son.

Yoongi didn’t visit you as often as promised when you two would share the space of your bed during the night. Trying not to get caught got harder and harder with time. Now Yoongi was more and more useful to the kind as his righthand man. Always fighting by his sides , he was more devoted to your country than you.

You would survive only on his promises and the souvenirs of those unbelievable nights with him.

You wish he could stay . You wish you could hold him until the morning comes but you knew better, you two weren’t the young lovebirds you once were younger.

Each time a battle was being prepared and fought your skin hitched at the return of your beloved. Of course you couldn’t show it , so instead to show him your satisfaction when he got home , you would cover your husband of affection as if it was Yoongi.

It was a game you both played with each other stealing glances.

Your husband didn’t quite understand when you had those outburst of character , but put it on the fact that he returned from war. Those few times of affections to him were enough to secure even more your place by his side as the rightful queen.

But now Yoongi was close to his thirties . Which meant that he had to found a wife of his own, something you didn’t took well when proposed by your husband. Yoongi of course didn’t show any signs of reaction.

He was a good uncle to your kid , never overstepping as to not bretray your cover.

His brother had now found him a wife, she was young and naïve , very innocent which was her beauty something rare nowadays.

Where you weren’t , well not anymore . Youd had to be wise and mature to govern the country in the absence of your dear husband and not to see your title taken away by some concubine. If you could you would even fight on the battlefield alongside with your husband and Yoongi, you often dreamed of it. More freedom, to see the world, not to be sentenced to be another breeding wife for an heir. But of course it wasn’t your place. Even if you had ever now and then suggest to your husband the idea. He laughed at you of course. But after a few times of suggesting it after a sexual intercourse he had accepted to keep you distracted to take some classes with your private guard.

You were particularly good at bow and arrows. You actually succeed to outdo your own guard, and now couldn’t bare to sleep without your favorite weapon. Since then you had set up a few courses for young ladies to teach them archery. It took places two times a month and most of your students were ladies not much older than eighteen ready to be married. It was your personal heaven, feeling more like yourself in those few moments of independence, like those young girls. At first all of them had been pretty afraid but soon those “my queen” changed to “ Y/N” at your demand.

You were in for some change on the feminine side. But of course your older weren’t so fond of the idea as were the royal family those few times when you joined them dirty from mud in humble clothes made out of linen similar to those of the “peasants” as the family from your husband called it.

Your husband never took sides. The only friendly face was Yoongi’s . His face dressed in an almost indistinguishable smirk, while those sharp eyes undressed you from the all too covered body, whishing to ravage you right then and there on the table eating you out instead of those superficial dishes.

Your husband was at war as in right now, Yoongi still by his sides.

“My queen…” Your guard Jin had to step up in your class , making most of the young girls whisper in admiration at his sight. Jin was known for his beauty , but as harsh as it is his job required to be devoted to his queen and to stay single not to be unfocused.

So most of the single women of the country had precious doe eyes for him and were swooning over him in fantasies that would never come true.

“Kim SeokJin , what owe me the pleasure of your visit ?” More whispers could be heard and some not so suitable for such young ladies.

“I hate to interrupt, dear queen. But you’re needed to the royal court. I’ve been asked to escort you.”

“Girls! We’ll see each other in two weeks on Sunday as always , please practice more , all of your elbows were too high or too low to properly shoot your arrows. I’ll be leaving now.”

You followed your guard to the royal court in silence letting the dirty mud to dry on your linen dress.

Arriving in the place where needed you watched an all too familiar figure turn around to face you .

“Dear queen look who’s been blessing us with his return from the battlefield!” Said one of the court adviser.

To say you were surprised was an understatement. If Yoongi was there where was you husband ? What was happening ? Why was he here when you knew for sure you were still at war.

“ To what gods do I owe the blessing of having you home so soon?” You talked to the man of you desire. He lifted his right eyebrow surprised by the sudden outburst of affection you would normally shower his brother in.

“We called his highness back to home to see him married to his bethrothed, better late than never!” Said one of the older member of the court.

You gulped down your dry throat being recalled to reality by this harsh news.

“How great…” But your response was drowned into congratulation from the royal court to Yoongi, no one could hear you , no one cared, even Yoongi had a smile splattered on his face and was taking in the massive flow of compliments.

“My queen…”

“Not now Jin” you whispered yelled to your guard , and walked to one of the more hidden garden of the palace.

There was waiting for you your bow and arrows with some targets gathers all around the place for you to shoot. You stayed over there for what felt like hours , shooting as if hitting targets could take his relaxed smile off his face.

Some gravel sounds were heard on your right after some time alone . You instantly picked your bow to shoot from where the could’ve been coming. And right in front of you was Yoongi. Beautiful as ever, his scar showing off in a deep peach making it stand out on his porcelain skin.

“Shooting me before my wedding are we ?”

“If I wanted you dead you’ll already be. “

“Quite narcissistic are we?”

“I have to, if not I wouldn’t be standing where I am.”

“Always so fearless , as you should.”

“Why are you here Yoongi?”

“My soon to be wife, Sun-Hi, asked me to see if a place in your archery class would be available?”

You snort at that. He has to be kidding right ?

“I wouldn’t want your soon to be wife to hurt herself with tools she has no knowledge off.”

“You don’t know about that.”

“I don’t need to know it’s written all over her.”

“Maybe I like it.”

“As you should she’s your fiancée.”

“You and I both know why she is…”

“No actually I don’t . She seems pretty naïve for someone like you.”

“Are you worried about my marital future?”

“I have no care about such useless matter.”

Yoongi dangerously approached his face to yours .

“Do you, now?”

You stayed quiet , you wanted him to kiss you dumb, in that instant you were just like those girls swooning over Jin, instead you were swooning over the black sheep of your country, your first love.

He looked down to your lips taking in your want, he didn’t see you in such a state of want since the last time he let himself get drunk and slip into your room . Years ago now.

“Look at you, glancing at me in such a state of need.”

“Yoongi…”

Suddenly he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder.

You tried to get down in vain. Suspiciously Jin was nowhere to be seen.

“Yoongi what if Kim seok-“

“We don’t have much time he is in break with Jungkook.

You arrived at your room and Yoongi threw you on the cover, attacking your neck.

“Yoongi , you can’t mark me what if-“

“Stop let it go. It’s been years, you have make up right ? and if you don’t , don’t you have some turtlenecks?”

“But it’s reckless.”

“We ‘re trapped into loveless marriage and still managed to get a kid together, I could say we’ve been more reckless than this right my queen?”

You did ,and you loved your son as much as you loved Yoongi , the more he grew up the more he was the spitting image of him and it was getting more and more noticeable.

“Y/N do you still want me ? Do you still need me as much as I need you after all those years?”

“Yoongi… please.”

“Please what?” His hands were roaming under your skirt lifting it up , up your legs. Scratching at the flesh . You threw off his shirt not wanting to waste more time apart from his skin.

“What if we did another child huh? Like the breeding slut you are ? Just another daily reminder where you stand with me ?”He bite at the sensible skin of your neck making you shivering at the sensation tiny moans escaping your throat as your skin was becoming over sensible each time his teeth drew into your flesh. He cupped your aching core with his frozen up fingers slightly pulling appart your folds, and resting his middle finger on your bud circling ever so lightly around it .

“Please…”

“Please what?”

“Yoongi .”

He stopped his movements altogether looking up at you.

“No I want you to say what you are and how you want me.”

“God Yoongi, you’re so fucking sinful.”

“Say it you mindless slut.”

“I’m your breeding slut, yours only , and I-ahh” He stood now between your tights giving kitten licks to your needy core, you felt hot all over your body making sparks appear in your stomach.

“I want-No I need your cum inside me , please Yoongi, I can’t wait anymore.”

“I love it when my cumbucket slut is so needy for me , do you have any idea how much time I had to use my hand instead of your sweet pussy to satisfy me ? And the times where I fucked those faceless whores fantasying about you, saying your name instead of theirs ?”

He push inside you without a warning, his pants just a little under his balls letting his erection sprang free for you to see. You moaned long and loud to the sight of his dick disappearing into you. The sight oh so sinful.

“Remember how I promised I’ll mark you up, all those years , to show your incompetent husband who owned you? How would you feel about me marking you up on my wedding night?”

He was restless pounding into you with as much violence as he fought in war pushing all the right buttons to make you shudder around him.

“How about after fucking my useless wife , I come to you and give all the rest of my seed to you instead? You would like that wouldn’t you , my slutty queen?”

He was soon bringing you to your personal heaven forcing his way into your insides with strength , he seemed as reckless as you were to wet him in your juices.

“Imagine my brother seeing his dearest whoring herself to his own brother, seeing you in such a delirious state, Your so needy of my cock I bet if you could walk around undress with my cum dropping from your wet cunt in front of the royal court you wouldn’t hesitate am I right?”

“God your so fucking right Yoongi , I would do anything to show them who breed me so we-well.”

He soon had you crying you and he was led to tears of pleasure hearing his name coming out so loud out of your mouth, and in a last thrust he came painting your pussy in his creamy white once again.

“I pray for you to soon see your husband come back from war not to have to explain yourself about our mess…” He was loudly exhaling in deep inhale his thoughts to you before dressing himself up again . Meeting your eyes with a pained and heavy heart.

And for the first time since years he kissed you , oh so sweetly, like as if he was afraid to hurt you if he touched you for too long.

“Y/N, whatever I do or Say know that my heart belongs to you only.”

“Yoongi I love you.”

He kissed you chastely on the forehead before going his own way leaving you as a mess.

[writingforyourpleasure]

Giving and no receiving

2k

➾ summary:You are a sweet bunny hybrid . While you look as sweet as a candy and innocent, your personnality doesn't match your looks. And someone isn't aware of that fact or so it seems ...

➾ warnings: mentions of infidelity and cheating, , unprotected sex, oral sex (m receiving), impregnation, breeding,creampies, name calling , dumbification, dirty talk involving humiliation, hybrids.

➾ a/n: did this very quicly sorry for any typos I was too in the moment hope you like it !

Stupid humans.

At least hybrids valued way more bluntness and honesty , getting straight to the point before anything else.

Well at least you did.

What a shame one of the most beautiful’s man ever setting a foot into your life was so stupid.

Stupid wasn’t the right word obnoxious would be a better fit when it came to Namjoon.

Namjoon was clearly the sweetest human ever existing , caring , loving , respectful, and very aware of personal space.

Too much for his own good to be frank.

It’s been already four months since Namjoon took you in .

Four very happy and frustrating months. In the four months passed by his sides you’ve been very happy and as free as you wished to be, but you always were a clingy bunny.

Namjoon never said anything about it though so you took it as a good sign, always trying to have your ways with him , but it seems that his intellect didn’t picked up on any clues , seeing you as overly friendly , he always put your clinginess and flirtatious advances on the fact that you weren’t raised and used to Korean culture, even though you’ve passed 5 years prior to this adoption in Korean’s hybrid centers .

As usual you were napping on his lap while he was working on a new tracks with his team. Namjoon was a sound engineer , he had made a name for himself as one of the best in Korea , but didn’t talk about it much with you when you were both at home since it was his way to relax. Napping on his lap was an habit of yours , it was your personal heaven , to scent him this way sometimes almost forgetting yourself and marking him up , but you refrained , always. Because if Namjoon respected you , you also did even if your needs were telling you to hump him ‘til you’ll be fucked out of your mind. You were a naughty rabbit for sure. While you were deep in your dreams , napping on his lap always revolved to the same type of dream : spending your rut from 2 months ago with him instead of Taehyung or Hoseok, even though your friends were really good at pleasing you , the three of you knew where you stood in your friendship, They actually known about your feelings for Namjoon for a while. It was a big subject of conversation in your group chat, they all took a sick pleasure into torturing you while visiting you and Namjoon with their own masters Hoseok was Yoongi’s pet and Taehyung was Jin’s , both of them were really different Hoseok and Yoongi were like moon and sun , which was a cute dynamic you had to admit. And Jin and taehyung were the goofy pair , it made you and Namjoon the horny and oblivious pair you guessed. You woke up from your nap not too long ago actually just listening to namjoon talk to himself wile working on the loop of the new track.

The second months of your adoption has been rather harsh for both of you, since he took you in you almost never were apart from each other your long white bunny ears always flopping around him. But as the second month approached you’ve been set apart and he had to watch you live your home as you reached your rut. He sent you the best hybrid mating vacancy spa center, on the wonderful advices of his friend Yoongi who was an hybrid sexologist expert. It was hard to watch you go , hard to let you even, sleeping become a whole issue while that week passed. Once you’ve returned home after mating with other hybrids while you stay at the specialized center, you both became even closer than before.

But Namjoon never showed any interest in you , at least not the way you wanted him to.

But something broke your trance rather quickly . Namjoon was clearly uncomfortable, moving slightly each seconds passing by. Then after a dozens of minutes you finally got it.

Namjoon had a boner .

Stars made their way into your eyes as you smiled mischievously .

You very slowly grind up your ass against his hard length, taking your time and making it look like a automatism movement of sleepiness. His breathing stopped only to peak up as he took a gulp of air. You repeated your actions a little fester this time opening one eyes as one of your long fluffy ears piked up to listen more closely to his breathing. This time a sharp breath came out of him and you could hear him pause the loop and drop his arms against your skin. You thanked yourself for wearing a tight skirt and a crop top today. His skin on yours woken up something in you , electricity firing up your core.

You did the movement again for the third time this time opening both of your eyes and looking straight at him.

“ Y/N….What-why-“

“Please…’joon please.” You looked at him through your hooded eyes searching for his attention.

“What are you-Are you okay ? Bunny do we need to get you to the hospital or –“

“Namjoon I want you, I want you to fuck me good , right now , right there.”

“What? Bunny I-“

“I’ll do anything master, anything you’ll need, I’ll be so good , I’ll help you whenever you need me too”

You added as you grind more and more into his thick thigh making a little wet spot known itself to namjoon. But before you could continue he stopped you.

“ Bunny no. I don’t need any help okay? I respect you , I didn’t adopt you with any thoughts of using you. You’re safe with me you don’t need to give just get spoiled by me , no need for anything n return , don’t think low about yourself you have nothing to prove to me. You’re only wearing a collar coz’ it’s the law but otherwise I would rip it out of your neck to show you , you’re a human being and worthy of being free Y/N.”

Before his hands could stop you , you ended up on your knees looking up to him bellow his desk.

“Bunny I-“

“Namjoon , I, I want you , I want you since I a long time already , and I dreamed of being fucked by you so many times…”

“… Really ?” he gasped looking down at you as you put down his jeans to touch his erect member through the cotton material of his underwear, as your skirt ridden up all the way to your waist showing off your silk pink panty to his gaze.

You took his member hard taking a good look at it amazed to finally feel it and see the part of your sexual frustration for months now. You licked a long stipe up to the head making a grunt form in his throat.

As his sound of approval maked you clench around void you pushed his head as deep as you could trying to relax your throat through the harsh sensation , and started to bopped you head in sync with his moans . Namjoon was to your pleasure very verbal when it came to you sucking off his dick.

Your thighs at this clenched together bringing a little satisfaction as tears spilled out without a warning of your eyes as his pelvis reached your nose , you made a sound of approval around him while working on his dick the best you could but soon your ears were put in a pony tail loosely to bring back your face and body to his level as he kissed you with a burning hot passion , swallowing you whole , testing himself on your lips.

“Now, now… What do we have here … Who said you could suck me off without a warning slut ?”

“I,I,I nam-“

“No shut up “ He bring a hand to your neck making your back hit his desk with force. “Hmm do you like it rough bunny?”

“Y-yeah-yes!” You cried grinding your clothed core against his dick.

“What do you want bun’ ? For me to fuck you into my desk huh? Like the little slut you are? For me to make you cum around me ? clenching violently against me ?”

“Please….” You never expected for your shy Namjoon to have such a dirty mouth but couldn’t say you weren’t into it.

“Do you even deserve it slut ? With that little cunt of yours used by your friends? Do they fucked you good enough during your rut as well as you wanted? Coz’ If they did you wouldn’t tempted me like this right?”

You closed your eyes making a drop of tears felled into your cheek.

“No – no I wanted you, I played with myself thinking about you , whishing it was you fucking me numb instead.”

“Right. Well it seems your in luck since my dick is hard you gotta take care of it with your tight hole. Just need to get a condom …” He put one on from his desk , his last manager being his ex-girlfriend he surely fucked her too on his desk just like you were displayed as a mad slut waiting to be fucked by him. He kissed you forcefully intruding himself into you roughly just as you needed. Tears of joy dropping on your cheeks as you begun to cry out his name over and over again.

“Yeah bunny cry out as loud as you can so everyone can hear you, Next time I’ll be sure to fuck you hard on our vacation with Yoongs and Jin and their little toys dreaming to get another round at you. But they’ll never fuck you as good as I do.”

While getting a stinging sensation on your right ass cheek was bringing another loud sob out of your used throat , you were nearing the little push you needed to get to your long overdue orgasm , but something was off. And you knew. You pushed him off , Namjoon as the gent he is instantly pushed out without any question thinking you weren’t into it as much as he though than he understood seeing you reaching out for his muffled cock, unwarping his condom. While your hands were busy and your eyes hungry he asked you first knowing you weren’t on pills since your last rut.

“Bunny, are you sure ?”

“Are you clean ?” You stopped before he nod almost instantly and knowing Namjoon, you trusted him enough to be sure he wouldn’t lie to you.

“Than please, please, breed me like the slut I am show them who own me, who filled me up so good and fucked the hell out of me please?” your voice almost shy as your pleading grew louder and louder.

“Fuck it” He grunted against your throat immediately resuming his fast pace once again. Reaching for you deeper than ever before .

“I’ll breed your cunt full of my cum you’ll see. If your good I’ll even give you a taste.” As he grew sloppier by the second and running out of places where to mark you up .

Your reached your climax.

“Namjoon !! I’m Joon’s slut!!!” you cried out as you came harder than before, sending him over his own orgasm filling you up so good.

Both of you stayed in your own world hugging each other and after you asked for it , finally you marked him up, like your dreamed up about for months your pussy clenching as the mark formed in his neck . He pulled out of you touching your swollen lips with his digits before bringing it to your mouth , the taste of it so forbidden that you licked him whole fingers hastily not minding how greedy you must look.

With a last kiss you hopped up the desk to put your skirt over your thighs walking up to the nearest bathroom to send to your friends a photo of your neck shining with sweat like little red pearls .

[writingforyourpleasure]

exes confront each other / Jimin

[how did you guys meet?]

Jimin : Haha we met at a club. She was seated at the bar after some idiot rejected her.

You : Yes. And what he’s hiding from you is that he just got rejected too by some fancy girl.

Jimin : She didn’t deserved my advances in the first place.

You : Well that night I think she was thinking the other way around babe.

Jimin : * blushing slightly*

📷

Jimin : Well we were both seated alone waiting for our drinks, next to each other , having both assisted to each rejections so we started to joke around to make each other feel a bit more good about ourselves , then later boosting our ego complimenting each other.

You : And we want to dance.

Jimin : You walked on my toes the entire time.

You : Well sorry for not being in a Kpop band !

Jimin : You were lucky you made me laugh or else I would have run right away.

You : I’m deeply shook.

Jimin : You know what they say : “treat them mean and keep them keen”.

You : God shut up haha.

Jimin : You know I’m joking, I could never think like that, at least I sure hope so.

You : Yeah…

[why did you break up?]

You : Oh ok … just going straight down the line I see.

Jimin : mhm well, it wasn’t a good one, it’s safe to say.

You : Absolutely not.

Jimin : It didn’t happen really smoothly, like nether of us really came clean, our relationship just kinda blew up in our faces.

You : Yeah clearly. I mean our relationship wasn’t perfect of course, you know. We used to fight a lot. But somehow to us it was kinda part of our dynamic I think.

Jimin : We would fight about something stupid and make up in the same day.

You : We had quality make out sessions thanks to that.

Jimin : ! Why are you telling them that ?!

You : One day we got into a fight , nothing big really . We didn’t screamed more than usual, we weren’t more serious than usual, I mean we’ve had much more important fights right? But I don’t know what overtook us both , we never called back after that.

Jimin : God it seems so stupid seeing you for the first time in years now.

You : I know… I feel just the same.

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[what did you love most about each other?]

You : I loved the fact that you felt comfortable enough around me and trusted me to tell me when you found someone attractive and when someone was hitting on you , like we used to laugh about that quite often and we usually embarrassed each other in front of our respective crushes like we would say to the person in question that our lover found them cute .

Jimin : God you really embarrassed me so many times.

You : You were so cute though it was hard not to tease.

Jimin : To me it was how you didn’t care what the others might think of you , you were always true to yourself, I remember one time someone teased you about being curvy and you said “ So what ?” I loved that attitude , even more when I , myself, attached too much importance to what people might think of me. It helped me to grow.

_________________________________________

[what did you hate most about each other?]

Both : Stubbornness !!!

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[do you think you could try again?]

You : Well right now I have someone in my life and she is dear to my heart so… and you do you see anyone?

Jimin :

You :

Jimin : I have only love for army.

You : Riiiiiiiight !

Jimin :

You : Well as you can see, we’re both in a happy and stable relationship now !

Jimin : You savage !

You : But for real, we might not be lovers anymore but I’m actually happy to see you after so many years .

Jimin : Me too, I think it cleared up a lot on our whole relationship!

You : Right !? Come here gimme a hug!

*Both proceed to stand up from their stools to burry their selves in an embrace

[writingforyourpleasure]

exes confront each other / Knj-RM

Concept by @by-moonflower , it really been the first Time in month that something made me wanna write something, thank you.

[how did you guys meet?]

Namjoon : We met through common friends. *smiling widely at the memory*

You : And mostly through alcohol on that night.

*Both laughing now*

Namjoon : C’mon now you’re not doing us any justice , we weren’t that wasted.

You : That is debatable love.

Namjoon : Let’s say it didn’t start in the most romantic way…

You : C’mon it happens to anyone.

Namjoon : Her best friend was ill the entire evening, so we’ve discussed in the toilets practically the entire night .

You : As soon as I saw you I knew you were a true romantic at heart.

[why did you break up?]

Namjoon :

You : I think it was because of a whole set of circumstances .

Namjoon : Right.

You : At the time I think we kinda drifted apart from each other, like BTS was getting very big at that specific time, so we weren’t able to see each other as often anymore and while ‘Joon was really busy, I , just gotten fired. It kinda felt like I was failing everywhere and my boyfriend couldn’t help me, since he was always working. And I was really happy for him, like I would never not be happy to him succeeding in his job when he gives so much of himself to it. The few friends that knew we were together at the time used to compare each other a lot after I lost my job, while I was truly happy for ‘Joon , it didn’t failed for their remarks to hurt me. I was seen as the one who relies on her boyfriend and who does nothing to change it.

Namjoon : I think there was a cultural gap among us too , like at first we really didn’t care but on the long run I clearly think it affected way too much our relationship.

You : Yeah clearly.

Namjoon : For example our views on family are completely different .

You : For sure ! I mean I literally don’t have any contact with mine due to personal reasons, while you have a good relationship with yours.

Namjoon : And my parents viewed this as something really bad, for me to be with someone “without any family”. I hope you know that as much as my parents used to be mean about it every time you came home, that I never considerate it a problem. I don’t care where you come from.

You : I know…

You : But if I had to define the thing that made me break , it was the constant hiding and … sasaengs …

Namjoon : *taking a huge breath*

You : We couldn’t’ have a proper date, it was okay at first, but then each time you’re making new friends or working at a new place you have to hide the fact that you have a boyfriend. Lying to your best friends for years about having a boyfriend of 3 years is exhausting and frustrating. And whenever someone talked about BTS around me, I had to literally walk on eggshells and watch my every words in order for people not to become suspicious of anything. And finally… Sasaengs…. That was , for sure, the hardest part. Like the boys I had to change my phone number pretty often, because they would somehow find it and send me hateful texts, I was receiving a lot of death threat too. One time I even received a used tampon to my workplace.

You : I was for sure one of the most clumsiest people on earth to my boss, for me to have my phone number change three weeks.

Namjoon : God do you remember that time where we had to invent some story about you confusing your phone with something else and you throwing it away in the trash because of it ?

You : God, don’t remind me …

Namjoon : How could they believe you after losing your phone more than three time in a row ?

[what did you love most about each other?]

Namjoon : I think it was the way you used to always cheer for me, even though you weren’t yourself. I’ve always appreciate the way that if you decided to do something you would give 100% of yourself in it.

You : To me it was your clumsiness.

Namjoon : thank you I guess ?

You : Let me finish ! It just made you really cute, at first you seemed so serious it didn’t make you looking like the most approachable guy on earth, then you almost broke bathroom lights and suddenly the well composed guy that I getting to know crumbled right then to let place to someone panicking and flustrated. It was cute. In all honesty it’s what charmed me .

Namjoon : Wait , really ?

You :

Namjoon : Woaw you really do learn something new everyday .

[what did you hate most about each other?]

Namjoom : You stubbornness and the fact that you swear too much.

You : Woaw it isn’t a marathon, try at least to fake to search for anything to hate in myself , haha.

Namjoon : *Blushing* Sorry…

You : It’s okay big boy, I know I swear too much anyway.

Namjoon : Yeah but it’s part of your charm you know , like my clumsiness right?

You : *joking* Fuck you .

You : I think you can be a little control freak around the edges, and it’s really suffocating sometimes, mostly when you get stress.

Namjoon : I’ve heard that one before.

[do you think you could try again?]

You : Oh I was not expecting that question.

Namjoon : I mean …

You :

Namjoon :

You :

Namjoon : I think so …                    

You : maybe, but I think for now it is still pretty recent for us to try again you know…?

Namjoon : Yeah it is …

You : I know I need more time to reeducate to love myself before loving anyone again.

Namjoon : It’s all that I wish for you.

You : Aw … Thank you ‘Joon.

Namjoon : Would you agree to go get coffee sometime ? As friends ?

You : I don’t see why not haha.

exes confront each other / mlist; svt

exes confront each other / mlist; svt the studio holds a grim atmosphere, dim lights that illuminate a plain grey background. there is a sma

[writingforyourpleasure]

WE'RE NOT BEST FRIENDS.

Relationship : Remington Leith x reader

A/N : Sorry I know, not what you expected. It's be complicated lately and I wanted something shorter then "ON THE ROAD AGAIN" and on someone else. But next will be either a new chapter of OTRA or a short fix either on Gerard Way or Frank iero.

Warnings : None 

You were just in front of your best friend’s door trying to calm your nerves. Before you could even process it the front door opened and a smiling Emerson was facing you warping you quickly in a warm hug. This bastard truly gave the best hugs, maybe it was the reason why you hang out more with him. It was a sunny afternoon and Emerson was dressed very fashionable as always, he always stood out from the other kids even before finding his own style. You entered and soon enough his mother Stephanie was hugging you lovingly. Staphanie and your mom were best friends since college and that how you meet the boys, you were six month older than Emerson, you grew up with him basically. First off when you were four until Sebastian got to middle school you and the boys were having sleepovers at least 3 times per weeks and were inseparable, then when Sebastian did go to middle school he started to pass more time by himself and his new friends since he thought playing with you three was not of his age anymore. But you, Emerson and Remington didn’t mind all that much since you still got each other to play with, some things were more difficult though, since you were now a trio there was some kind of imbalance inside your group and disputes tend to happen more than before but nothing alarming since it was always for stupids reasons and when Remington got through adolescence the arguments got bigger and next thing you knew it was just you and Emerson. But everyone was still close to each other It’s just that you had now a certain routine with Emerson and got comfortable in it. You also didn’t want to bother the guys by asking if they wanted to join. Also Emerson seemed happy to have you for himself and have a little time with someone else then his brothers, sort of. Emerson had friends beside you of course but you didn’t talk much to those, they were nice but you weren’t one to party, you considerably preferred to stay at home watching a movie, TV show or play video games or some else worthless.

« Well A/N, the boys must say their hello wait I’m gonna call them downstairs. » Said Emerson’s mom, it was something she always said and did when you were there.

« Really there’s no need. I’m sure they’re occupied and busy, you know. I don’t wish to disturb anyone Stephanie as sweet as it is. »

« You’re way to polite hon’, don’t worry I think they can move their legs once in a while. BOYS COME SAY HELLO A/N’S HERE ! »

Emerson was puffing behind his mom’s back, you on the other side just stood there awkwardly. While you heard stumping upstairs, you took in the delicate features of Emerson.

He had a dark navy blue beret which was quite rare and a white shirt open widely on the collarbone and to his chest it was a lightly transparent, he wore around his neck maybe dozens of necklaces which you bought him for the most part and a simple black skinny Jean. You often wished you had the same wardrobe than him.

The stumping was now very loud and close which meant the guys were in the staircase so you turned your head around just in time to see Seb coming to you and putting your head in his arm and ruffling your hair to annoy you. Well for sur now you’ll be walking around for all evening with wild hair but hey what’s new ?

« Let the poor girl be would you, Sebastian ? »

« Well she’s used to being annoyed since she comes here to see Em, anyway. » Said Seb with a dickhead grin splattered on his face.

« Well fuck you, I happen to be very interesting mind you ! »

Em wasn’t one for a reading. You sighed rolling your eyes to the sky, done with thoses two, while their mom was repremending them, mostly Em since he swore.

« If she ever gets bored it’ll be by you two arguing dummies. » Said Remington arriving at the bottom of the stairs. His eyes then falled on you and a huge smile stretched itself on his lips, soon enough he had you in his arms.

« God Y/N what have you done of my boys ? »

Rem was still hugging you, yeah he tend to do that quite a lot and you never got used to it since it was a little bit awkward with everyone around you. The first hundreds of times Seb always teased him, while Remington was complaining. But you guessed that it had became like a ritual now.

« Well I wouldn’t pride myself in this since I honestly don’t think they need me around to act like that. » You joked once Remington decided to let go.

« Guess will never know since they won’t without you in our house for less than one week. » Laughed Stefanie.

« More like , Emerson, won’t let her be for less week. » Said Remington. Making his mother smile and Sebastian laugh.

« Whatever, c’mon Y/N. »Emerson took you by the end to go upstairs to his room.

You popped down on his bed looking at the fluorescent pink stickers up his ceiling. While he unplugged his Drum speaker.

« How was rehearsal ?

« It was okay we didn’t do much to be honest. »

« But didn’t you told me that you’d finished the album already ? »

« Well we just need one more song and then it’ll be finished. »

« Well don’t worry about it I’m sure it’ll be a great one. » You said cuddling him from behind making him fall into the bed with you.

« Putting pressure on me much ? »

The two of you laughed at that still cuddling on the bed.

« But I’ve got to say I’m not hyped not to hang out with you guys once you’ll go on tour. » You’re best friend held you more strongly than before at your words. Silence filled the room.

« Maybe you could come and visit us ? » Asked Emerson in a small voice.

« Could I ?! » You said looking up at your friend.

« I mean I don’t see why not ? »

You got off the bed starting to dance excitedly and fist bumping happily into the air while Emerson was laughing from the bed.

« But…. Wait a minute ? Isn’t it girlfriends that are allowed to visit you ? » You asked stopping right away fearing it wasn’t gonna happen.

« Well usually, yes it is, but I think I can play it off. Plus if you do think about it we already are an actual old married couple. » You all laughed your ass off at this knowing very well how you to were looking while argumenting.

Not long after that Emerson had to go to the toilets and you took advantage of it to go ask Stefanie if she needed help with dinner. Emerson find It’s way into the kitchen not long after that.

That how you found yourselves peeling potatoes while joking around.

Hearing you laughing Remington join you guys down hoping up the counter, not helping whatsoever.

« You guys are so loud I can’t even hear myself think anymore. »He said with a devilish grin.

« Silly you of course you can’t Rem ! You never thought about something with that beautiful brains of yours, since you don’t have one ! » He glanced at me with a deathly look while Emerson was coughing his laugh away.

« But you’re saying nonetheless that I’m beautiful right ? » Emerson rolled his eyes while Remington winked at you.

« Well looks gotta make up for that stupidity of yours I guess. «

« But you admit that I’m beautiful ? »

« God Remington I never knew you’d suffered from so much lack of love during you’re childhood hon. »You said looking at your potato with a wide grin, with Emerson discretely laughing in front of you still peeling off the skin of his potato.

« But that does make me Belle and you the beast. So I win. »

« Well if you want to lie to yourself love go on, I won’t stop you, but remember that I ‘ll be Beast who’s got a big brain. »

Emerson made a face of disgust at the nickname. You got up and went near the counter, on which was seated Remington, to wash your peeled potatoes.

« Yeah But I’ll be Belle who’s got a big - »

« REMINGTON !!! »Yelled Stephanie making Emerson explode in laughter and pride was taking over your features.

« Since you seem to be quite a talker today go peel the rest of the potatoes of your brother, while you Emerson’ll put on the table in the dinning room please. »

« What does this have to do with peeling potatoes anyway ? » Whined Remington still going over his brother ‘s place getting to work.

« Young man don’t dig yourself deeper, I’m warning you. Now less talking and more peeling. »

You hide your laughing while you returned to the table where was Remington to cut the vegetables.

He glance you a glance that you supposed was meant to be scary but didn’t work out.

« I’m hate to say but Belle wouldn’t be the scariest psychopath for an horror franchise. »

« Wish I could dig YOU deeper. » He muttered between his theets.

« And I wish I could dig you. » you Whispered to yourself, blushing instantly realizing what you said and looking over to meet a blushing Remington.

Safe to say you cutted the rest of your vegetables are in silence as Remington did the same with the peeling.

Soon enough you all were dinning around the table that put on Emerson. You were sitting by Emerson side on his right, while Remington was in front of you and on his right was Seb asking if he could go to a party tonight at his mother who was seated in the end of the table. He excitedly thanked his mom when she agreed.

« By the way could Y/N come visit us on tour ? » Interrupted Em looking at his two older brothers.

A silence took place during several seconds as both of Seb and Rem eyebrows shoot to the roof looking really surprised, you didn’t really understood why before Seb started talking with a huge smile.

« FINALLY ! You guys I was starting to think it’ll never happen you know ? »

What ?

You were really confused right now, was he still talking about you visiting ?

If it was the case why did Remington seemed so hurt ? And even if he was talking about something else why would Rem be hurt anyway ?

« Huh well It’s only if you guys wants me to be there of course ? » Even to yourself you sounded pretty unsure.

« When did that happened anyway ? » Asked Remington pretty coldly.

« What ? » You ask really confused now.

« When what happened ? » asked Emerson apparently as confused as you were.

« Ho c’mon you guys ! Don’t be shy ! I always knew it’ll happen it really was about time. »

What. The. Hell

« Huh well Emerson asked me when we were up in his room a few hours earlier ? » You responded truly still very unsure about this, but figuring they were asking about when did Em bringed up the idea ?

« Ho so It’s really recent still ? » Said Seb.

« Huh well that’s why were asking if it’ll be cool with you two ? » Answered Em fidgeting at the end of his shirt.

« Unless you’re not comfortable with it Rem ? » Everyone’s eyes landed on him waiting for his answer.

« Why would you hit on me if you’re with my little brother exactly ? »

A huge silence landed across the table and your eyes almost blew out of your skull.

« What ? »You asked in a small voice a little embarrassed of him telling everyone what happened earlier.

« If he trust you enough to be his girlfriend don’t try to hit on his fucking brother just a few hours after it ! » He said getting up in one second before just hurriedly walking up the stairs at a fast pace. While you just stood there your mouth hanging.

What did just happened and… wait were they thinking you and Emerson were a couple ? HO they were, well shit.

« Huh… just to put it out there me and y/N are Friends, nothing more. »Said Emerson looking at his mom and older brother.

But He did not looked at you.

« Ho well… shit. Sorry about that Y/N It’s me who directly started to think you two were together, I mean I though so because the people that usually visit us are our girlfriends or boyfriends. I see that I was wrong now, I’m really sorry. »

« It’s okay Seb we don’t mind. » You said sadly and deeply humiliated, you were guilt tripping for something you didn’t do. How sick was that ?

You exited the table without a word to go upstairs, walking til you were facing Rem’s door. You were hesitant, you needed to tell him but maybe It’s more up to Emerson after all ? And why would he listens to you of all people you must be the one he wished could go away probably now.

You took a deep breath before knocking on the wood with precaution.

«What ? » Said a weak voice on the other end of the door. Ho no was he crying ? What the fuck did you put yourself into ?

« Can I come in ? »

« Go away. Maybe you still got your chance with Sebastian ? »

Ouch.

« Mister Remington you may not slut shaming me. » You responded trying to be funny but as the silence took place between you you figured it wasn’t.

« Look, Rem, I think it is all just a misunderstanding, please let me in so we can talk ? »

You waited two long minutes fixing the wood of his door before this one moved to revel a red eyes looking Rem, the sight really guilt tripping you.

« How could you do that ? To your childhood best friend ? »

All of it was giving you an headache.

« Are we still talking about Em ? Or is it about you ? » You asked raising an eyebrow.

« forget about it. » He said moving to re-entering the room and closing the door, but you stopped him taking his left arm in your hand.

« Wait. I really do think It’s just a big misunderstanding, I am NOT em’s girlfriend. » You said the fastest you could.

The big frown on Remington’s face was wash over by a surprised look.

« But you guys said- »,

« we didn’t say anything because you didn’t even let us say more than 1 word. Sebastian assumed and I guess you then assumed that we were. But you’re both wrong. »

Remington’s brain seemed to be runned a mile per minute.

« But Emerson was talking about you visiting on tour.... »

« Yeah as friends dumbass, I ‘m not obligated to fuck someone on it to be on it am I ? »

Your arms crossed on your chest you waited in front of the tall man.

« I-I-I am so very sor-rr-ry…. I… I mean if you want to scream at me you’ve got every right to do so… » he said with a sorrowful expression.

« Don’t worry if I’ll ever feel like screaming at you, I won’t bother asking your permission love. In all seriousness now, maybe just go apologize to Emerson later okay ? »

« Ho fuck ! Everyone heard me right ? Ho what have I done It’s embarrassing as fuck. »

« Yeah from the looks on their faces I’m pretty convinced that they all heard you pretty well. »

«…. That means that I’ve just told everyone that you hit on me when you actually did it as a joke and for no reasons… » Blood was leaving his face at a fast spead and he was becoming more livid by the second.

«Yeah you did. But if that can make you feel better I didn’t do it as a joke. But please next time wait til we do take it to your room to tell everyone. Never guessed you as a kiss and tell but meh we learn something new every day ! »

« You didn’t… ? »

« No I wouldn’t hit on Rem big brother as a joke that’d be a lack of humor to do something so awkward. If I ever wanted to hit on one of you as a joke I’ll choose Em I’ve much more material on him anyway. »

« I….But last year at Seb’s birthday party when I finally muster up the courage to ask if I could kiss you, you said no… ? » Both of you were now a little closer to each other at the point where your chests were almost touching.

« Yeah well pardon me to have refused to kiss you when you were completely drunk AND in front of your two brothers looking at us. Poor souls They’ll still be on medication now if it happened. »

« But then why would you it on me now -»

« Can I kiss you ? » You asked to the tall bleached hair guy. He was blushing so much you were scared that the poor fool was about to explode.

« Why-hy no-ow ? » He asked lowering his voice looking at you expectingly.

« Because I feel like fucking my brother’s best friend. No more seriously I just… ‘I’ m not really talented for all of this but I really like you and I do have a crush on you since several months. Like each time you hug me It’s like I become numb and every problems since to find a solution to itself. »

Remington wrapped his hands, sweetly, around your neck, looking at you with tenderness.

Both of you closed the distance between your lips, it wasn’t sweet or hungry but just a little spark fading as soon as his tongue and lips left yours.

« Y/N… I-I have a crush on you since years but you never noticed me, Emerson always fought to be alone with you and to be the one closest to you. I… never told him because I really thinked you’ll never see me like you do with him. »

« You’ll never take the place of Em. He’s my best friend. But you can take the vacant place of boyfriend. But if you’re jealous of Emerson It’s not gonna do it for me babe. »

« What no ! I’m not…. I… ‘I swear just I wanted to let you know that I was struggling to find a way to get your attention. »

« You don’t need to, coz’ you already have it, you were just to blind to see. »

« ….Y/N.. I love you…. »

« I’m pretty sure that I ‘ll be able to say so in just a few weeks. » You kissed him one last time before going to Emerson’s room and getting in bed with your friend even if you wished to cuddle someone else tonight you didn’t want to seem impolite to your friend.

Emerson vaguely waked up from his sleep to whisper to you once you made yourself comfy between his arms.

« Did you tell him ? Did you guys made up ? »

« yes we did don’t you worry Em. » you said with a happy smile on your face, of course he didn’t meant it like you did but this discussion is left for tomorrow this time.