#Meet the In-laws

[explicit-tae]

Public Enemy (Part 1)

Masterlist | Meet the In-Laws (Part 2 to Public Enemy Part 1)

Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Smut, Angst, Mafia!Jungkook

Warnings: mafia au, smut, nsfw, mentions of death, unprotected sex, mentions of cheating, jungkook has yandere tendicies yet he's kinda calm here lol, angst, gunplay

Word Count: 8,079

Description: You don't ask many questions when your boyfriend - a High school sweetheart of 4 years by the name of Shin - splurges his money on you and other luxuries. However, you know well enough that he works for one of the biggest mafia leaders of South Korea.

Shin and you met your Junior year of High School, but didn't officially become one until the following year. He was a quiet kid who often kept to himself, laid low and rarely conversed with others. Your friends - who you considered school friends at best - thought he was weird. Most of the male body at your school didn't act the way Shin did - and maybe that's how your crush formed. It was the dark eyes that didn't linger onto anyone for long and the plump red lips that seemed so enticing and inviting. He had a baby face when you met him - features so soft and outspoken that it made you want to pinch his cheeks.

Senior year came around and Shin changed. He grew in size - shoulders more broad, height soaring above you and many other male students. His baby face with the same features you once desired to coo and pinch were now replaced with a chiselled jaw line, piercing eyes and a lip ring right in the middle of his lips.

It didn't take long for you to become consumed by the man that was Shin. Your life slowly wrapped around him - and he knew it. He allowed his attention to be on you, as well. He gave you side glances when he knew your eyes were on him and even smirked a few times when your eyes connected; a harsh blush evident on your cheeks.

Your parents hated Shin once the two of you became official. He was not the man they thought you needed. He was older - only by a few months - and as soon as he became of age, he was covered in tattoos and a few piercings. While you graduated and attempted to look into your future, Shin had already had a job lined up. In the beginning, you were left clueless in what it was. You worked as a barista in a cafe making whatever you could while he brought in bigger cash.

You were embarrassed - now more than ever - to say that you followed Shin to Seoul and left your small town behind. It was no secret how Shin got his money and the gossiping became too much to handle. You spoke with your parents every few months when you left, ensuring that you were alright in Seoul. The phonecalls were never made by them and when you did call, it only lasted a few minutes - until it didn't. Your father stopped answering your calls, and little by little, so did your mother. You got the message that they wanted nothing to do with you now after your years in Seoul with nothing to prove of yourself.

You promised your mother that you would study in Seoul and start a job soon. Shin, on the other hand, thought you didn't need to work. He afforded an expensive luxury apartment for the two of you (that you knew he had to pay double for without any legal income) and bought most of your clothes and necessities. Now as you recollect that memories that you shared with Shin, you suppose his idea was to isolate you - to get you comfortable enough so you didn't depend on anyone but him. To not even depend on yourself.

"You must feel embarrassed." a smooth voice comes through your ears. The sudden sound makes your eyes narrow ahead and finally, you gained consciousness back into reality. You blink a few times, false eyelashes fluttering as you done so. "Sitting here crying while your boyfriend is being laid to rest." the voice says once more, this time closer and familiar. You recognize the voice - the light and smooth voice with a hint of rasp in it. "Nor are you the only one sitting here crying."

Jungkook hums as his eyes lay upon your features. He could tell by your cheeks - tear stained and puffy red - that you've been crying. However, at this moment, he was unsure if you were crying because the death of your long term boyfriend or the fact that said boyfriend - now rotting in his grave - had been going agaisnt the relationship for years now. To see the look on your face when you witness not one, but three woman crying above the closed casket of your boyfriend.

"Are you here to laugh in my face?" You scoff, bringing up your hands to wipe the tears from your eyes. You let out a gulp, your eyes trying (but failing) to keep off the three women, one across from you and the other a few feet away on your right and the last to your left. "You go to all of your dealers funerals?"

Jungkook chuckles. He shakes his head. "Only the ones with such great drama just like this!" he responds.

You roll your eyes. You turn to face him, upset with yourself for finding his smirking lips attractive. However, you managed to shake yourself out of the naughty thoughts. This isn't what you need now - not at your boyfriend's funeral.

"I should go." You accomplish saying. You glance around at the small group of people - to the once crying women who must feel just as idiotic as you, to the man men in black who dressed similiar to Jungkook. The funeral was small, not many people arrived. Shin didn't have many friends and neither did you. He was long exiled from his parents and former life prior to Seoul.

"Off to where?" Jungkook asks. He begins to follow close behind you as you make your way out of the grassy field, your heels digging into the soil. You knew you should've worn flats to something such as this. "You don't have a job and soon you won't have a roof over that pretty little head of yours."

You turn on your heels and shoot him a glare. "You don't know shit about me!" you hiss at him. The audacity of this man, a man you met only once before, to come and speak to you in such a way. You knew who Jeon Jungkook is and just how cocky he was. He had a reason to - he was the physical meaning of tall, dark and handsome. His energy oozes luxury, riches and power and damn did he know it.

"Oh but I do, sweetheart." Jungkook hisses right back, his tone laced with venom. He grasps your wrist tightly and yanks you closer to him. His eyes narrow into yours. "To think I offered you a better life with much more money, power and glory yet you deny me to stay with maggot food." Jungkook lets out a laugh - a genuine laugh as if it was the most comical phenomenon he's ever been apart of.

"Is this the real reason why you're here?" You shake your head in disbelief. "A man who claims to have money, power and glory yet pisses his pants when someone doesn't want him." It was your turn to laugh in his face, enjoying how you seem to hit a nerve. The tongue in his cheek was evident that you succeded in doing so.

Jungkook drops your wrist with a scoff. He composes himself quickly and throws you glare. "When those payments stop coming from that luxury apartment you reside and when you are forced to stop swiping those cards," Jungkook motions with his lips to the bag wrapped in your arms, the black leather bag you wore to seem more humble - it was one of the cheaper ones Shin bought for you in the beginning of your move to Seoul. "then you'll realize that you truly have nothing. Or, maybe when they come and repossess that luxury car you're driving..." Jungkook shakes his head with a chuckle. "Jimin's always hiring."

"More wine?" the soft voice of the waitress says, a look of pity in her eyes as she awaits your response.

You nod your head, a frown on your lips. You take the wine glass into your hands after she pours the red wine into it. You take a gulp, swallowing the wine whole before slamming it onto the table.

You were pissed, to say the least. You were expecting to see Shin here at the restaurant an hour ago - especially since he planned the date. You dolled yourself up for this, washing with the bodywash you knew he loved, dressing in the new designer outfits he bought for you and even pinned your hair up the way he enjoyed.

You checked your phone, not seeing any missed calls or messages from Shin - you have already sent a few to him. You scoffed, shaking your head. Now you were humiliated - stood up by your own boyfriend for an hour now while the waitress comes every few minutes to offer you wine out of pity. The surrounding tables had came and went while you remained waiting here.

"Waiting on someone?"

Your head snaps to the voice and your eyes land on a man, tall with dark hair and the same darl eyes watching you. You swallow at the sight of the familiar man.

"Jungkook-ssi." You bowed your head, realizing the man to be associated with Shin, his respected boss. You've witness the man from afar a few instances.

Jungkook raises his hand. "Just Jungkook is fine." he responds. "May I sit? Or are you waiting for someone?"

You shake your head. You were waiting for a man that wasn't going to turn up anyways.

Jungkook sits, his eyes wandering around the resturant. He motions for a waiter to come. You take note how fast service was when it came to Jungkook, the waiters and waitresses nearly running to his aid. "I need to speak with the owner." Jungkook commands.

You furrow a brow at him and speak once the waiter leaves to fulfil Jungkook's request. "What are you planning to do?"

"Too crowded here." was his response and before you can ask what he expected from such a expensive resturant, a short man comes rushing your way.

"Jeon-ssi!" the man bows to Jungkook. "If I would have known you were going to be here, I would have had the entire area vacant for your arrival."

You watch with curious eyes as Jungkook speaks with the man, his voice firm as he throws around requests. Soon, you're dumbfounded when the tables surrounding you and Jungkook are being ushered away, a few complaining customers protesting. Nonetheless, in the matter of minutes the restaurant was cleared.

"What would you like to eat?"

"Why did you do that?" you question.

"Why not?" was Jungkooks response. "I can hear you better now that we're alone."

You gulp. This felt intimate - far too intimate for a woman with with a boyfriend should be with his boss.

"What are you doing alone here?" Jungkook asks, taking his freshly poured wine and taking a sip. "I'm sure Shin isn't busy now."

You scoff. "I'm sure, as well." you murmur. "He must've forgot."

Jungkook shakes his head. He lifts up the menu before him and says, "Ashame. A man never appreciates a woman until she's fed up and leaves."

"I don't think-"

"Are you ready to order?" the waiter interupts your speech.

Jungkook eyes you and nods. "You can order whatever you want." he assures. "The steak here is exquisint."

Another hour passes and you and Jungkook converse and eat. You haven't had any calls from Shin and slowly, you have grown less concerned. Jungkook was a good conversationalist and even a flirt - but you managed to ignore them and hopefully appeared uninterested.

"Still no word from that boyfriend of yours?" Jungkook questions.

You shake your head. "No, I'm sure something came up."

Jungkook snickers. He chews on a piece of steak and swallows a few moments later. "If I had a beautiful woman like you," his eyes rake your body. You wore a lavender satin dress with a deep neckline, exposing your breast. "I would never let you go where any man can come and snatch you."

Your cheeks flush - you blame the wine. "Luckily there isn't a man snatching me." you retort.

It was that response that had Jungkook pining after you more than he was previously - unbeknownst to you and Shin. He offered you a ride home, which you declined because you drove. However, that didn't mean he went home. No, he followed and watched - from afar - as you entered your apartment, the tall and wide windows gave him a full view. He couldn't hear you but knew well enough you and Shin were arguing with the other.

As days turn to weeks and weeks into months, he already had men following you and reporting back to him. Regardless if you were going to the Salon for your monthly styling or to the boutiques for whatever designer item you can buy. He learned much about you - probably more than Shin ever did.

"Your obsession with this girl is cute." Namjoon told him once, a teasing tone in his voice.

"I think he wants her more because she has no need for him." Jin responded.

Taehyung hums. "She'll have no need for him as long as her personal bank is open." he retorts. "Get rid of the middle man." he shrugs. “Make her vulnerable that she’ll need no one but you.”

You slam your comb down on your vanity table, the clutter of lotions, perfumes and other beauty items jump at the sudden impact, a few even falling over. You let out a snarl as you tightly wrap your hair into a bun - a mess type bun that wasn't presentable in the slightest. "Jimin's always hiring." You mock Jungkooks voice. "Stupid motherfucker." you hiss.

You knew well enough who Jimin was; his name came up a few times from Shin. You didn't know the extent of the name by the name of Jimin - just assumed he was an old greasy man who pimped women out. The audacity Jeon Jungkook had to assume you would stoop low to even do that - let alone for his corporation.

It's been a week since Shin's funeral and to say you were slowly growing miserable was an understatement. You rarely slept, the dark circle under your eyes being evident of such. Your mind wandered often to the three women crying just like you were and pondered who they were and how long they've been in this affair with Shin. You couldn't feel anger with them, however. The look in their eyes when the three of you caught the other was priceless and telling. The three of you were clueless and dumb - and once in love.

You haven't eaten much in the time of Shin's death and then having to prepare for his funeral. You didn't cook much - Shin preferred to eat out. It wasn't as though you couldn't- your mother ensured you knew how to cook for yourself and your children if you decided to have any. Shin on the other hand found it unnecessary. The large luxury kitchen with updated appliances left untouched many years upon your arrival. The fridge and cabinets were useless. Since Shin preferred eating out, you only had light food and bottled drinks.

Within the hour you went from in your empty and quiet apartment to the busy grocery store in Seoul, rolling the squeaky cart down aisles in search of something - anything - you could put together for lunch. You probably looked out of place in here. You wore a denim jumpsuit - something you had for months but only wore now - and a pair of white Louboutins - a gift from Shin after he forgot your birthday dinner he planned last year. Now that you think of it, he was probably with one of the three girls you've seen at the funeral.

You scoff and throw any and everything in your cart and stroll towards the front counter to pay. Your heels clicking against the tiled floor as you done so. The cashier was a young boy who eyes you up and down before offering a smile. You do the same and place your items nearly in front of him to scan.

"Cash or credit, noona?" the boys voice rang through your head.

"U-Uh, credit." You murmur to him, wondering how caught up into your head you were to not realize how fast he was. You rummage through your purse and pull out the black card and swipe.

"Can you try it again?" the cashier says, a look on his face.

So you do. You try twice more then settled on inserting before the cashier looks uncomfortable. "I-It says declined."

"Excuse me?" You hiss back in response, your intention not meaning to sound as harsh as it did.

"It says declined, Noona." The boys face reddens. You hear a few snickers behind you. Your eyes glance at an older woman behind you, arms crossed over her chest.

You swallow. "Can you...can I try again?" you murmur to him, feeling defeated. "I know there's-"

"I can-" the cashier nods.

"There's a line!" the older woman protests. "If you don't have money then try selling your shoes."

You bite your tongue from snapping at the woman. You scoff and snatch your card from the reader and throw it in your purse. "Nevermind." you say to the cashier who looks just as embarrassed as you. You hear your phone ringing when you're half way out the grocery store.

Your eyes roll when you notice it's notice it was your bank - a personal banker to be exact. You sighed, ready to ask what the hell was going on with your card.

"Ji-hoon!" You answer as soon as you close your car door and start it. "Please tell me you know what's going on with my card?"

Ji-hoon lets out a soft chuckle - a nervous one. "Why don't you come down to the bank, Y/N-nim?"

You sigh. "Why? Is everything alright?"

You got your answer when you arrived at said bank and now sat wide eyed in front of Ji-Hoon. Everything was not alright, after all.

"He...he went into our savings?" You mutter in disbelief as you look at the bank statements.

Ji-Hoon shakes his head. "His savings." he says. "Your name is no where on here."

"B-But-" You were with Shin when he opened these accounts.

"I am aware that you were present while Shin-ssi opened these accounts. By what my documenta are saying, a few months back.." Jo-Hook continues to read. "As the main account holder, he has dropped you as a share holder."

"He can do that?" You whimper. You felt like slapping yourself. Of course he could because it's already been done for months.

"I was not aware." Ji-Hoon sighs, a look of pity on his face. "He must've went to another banker."

You allows yourself to sit in Ji-Hoon's office, trying to settle your harsh breathing. "U-Uh, um, what did he spend it on?" you muster up to ask after a few minutes. "If it says."

"That it does." Ji-Hoon nods, a frown on his lips. "He hasn't removed the money and paid with cash, yet that would look more suspicious to take such a large amount of money out."

You patiently wait for Ji-Hoom to continue, blood boiling at the sudden news.

"He's made a few payments to departments of education." Ji-Hoon reads. "Two different types of payments, however. One to the University of Seoul and another a medical facility."

You clench your fists, your manicured nails digging into the skin of your palms. You were sure it had to be one, if not two or even all, of those girls that were crying for him. You were not the only one depending on his wealth it seems. One of them was a college student - you assumed as such. She appeared younger and more naïve - if you could even judge such naïvety.

"That fucking-" You slam your hand down on Ji-Hoon's desk, starling the man. "So I'm broke?" you scoff, tears in the corner of your eyes.

Ji-Hoon swallows a lump. He cared for you like a friend. He saw the hopeful look in your eyes when you and Shin arrived here years back, both young and you seemingly in love. He didn't want to see you hurt. "Y-Yea, technically."

You let out a sob, your anger cracking into sadness at how down bad you were now. Your mind swirled into the memories of the last few years - of your mother begging you not to leave home and to your father threatening to disown you if you had, an empty threat you thought. Your mind fluttered to your high school friends who told you following Shin to Seoul was dumb after graduation.

You were sure if anyone saw you now they would be cackling at your situation. A "I told you so" slipping between their lips soon after. You didnt follow a lot of people from your old town on social media, but the few you did you knew they were either graduating their respected universities, becoming engaged, getting married and even a couple welcoming their bundles of joy to the world.

"Y-You don't have a job, right?" Ji-Hoon ponders aloud.

You shake your head, defeated. You stand, far too embarrassed of your situation.

"You can work here. I can put a word-"

"Thank you, Ji-Hoon. I will be off now." You give him a sad smile, attempting to make it as warm and inviting as you could.

You managed to wreck the apartment upon your arrival back home. You smashed every mirror in site, the anger and sadness finally getting to you. You damaged the kitchen - no cookingware left unharmed and no glass left unsmashed. You went as far as to damage the gifts he gave you - the designer shoes and purses littering your closet.

It didn't make you feel much better, but being able to scream and cry as loud as you wanted was refreshing. Your head was pounding and you were sure you looked as attractive as a bears ass. You could feel the snot on your nose drip and your cheeks puffed red.

You swallow a lump in your throat, falling onto the leather couch next to your phone. You contemplated racking your kitchen knife into it, but as of now you were exhausted.

You grab your phone and unlock it, scrolling until you found the familiar name on your screen. You press the screen and lift it to your ear, listening to the ring.

"Hello?" a soft, sweet voice answers.

Your heart flutters at the familiar sound of home. "E-Eomma." you stuttered into the voice, voice cracking."

"Y/N?" your mother voices raises. "Are you crying? What's happened?"

You shake your head, even though she wasn't there to see. It was a long story that you had no desire to speak of over the phone.

"I-I missed you." You stammered.

Your mother giggles. "I'm always a phone call away." she assures you. "And I'm sure you have enough wealth to visit."

There it was, the side comments. Your mother was known for them, yet you come to miss them and her.

"I-I..." You bite your lip. What did you have plan to say? That your boyfriend was dead? That he has been cheating on you and left you broke with nothing to your name? How could You manage to go through such disturbing events again - all in the same day?

In the end, you couldn't be upset with Shin. You had a reason to, sure. Yet you were raised better than this. Your father raised you to learn how to do anything on your own so you wouldn't depend on a man for anything. And now, you destroyed your home because of the same type of man you were raised to stay away from.

"I-"

"Is that Y/N?" You hear your fathers voice ask in the background. There was shuffling and before you knew it, your dads deep hut loud voice is speaking to you. "Are you alright? Are you pregnant?"

You hoped not. "No!" you insist.

"Hm." was your fathers response.

"I-I...we aren't-"

"Together anymore?" your father scoffs. "I know as much.".

You're taken aback. "How-"

"A man like that is never going to be faithful. Nor will he marry you." Your fathers harsh words were like reality in your ears. You could hear a few murmurs of your mother behind the phone, possibly telling him now wasn't the time.

"I-"

"She needs to hear this." Your father fires back to your mother. "She was grown enough to make the decision to follow a drug dealer to Seoul! She is grown enough to deal with the consequences of her actions."

Your fathers word cut deep, but you knew they were the truth. Your father was never the one to hold anything back- if he had something to say, everyone was going to hear it. It's what you loved and admired about him; even if those same admirations were now thrown at you.

"A-Appa, I-" your voice cracks and soon you're crying again. It's amazing how much tears you had in you - you believed you were out of tears.

"Don't cry, my love. your fathers voice soothes you, the childhood nickname you haven't heard in years making your heart flutter. "I'm disappointed in your actions, yet you are still my daughter. I will love you regardless. Come home."

You wipe your tears from your eyes, letting out a choked sob.

"I knew eventually you would." your father says. "He was never good for you."

Your fathers words hit, you admit. But it's what you needed to hear. The fact that he still loved you after all these years of ignoring and pining after a man he despised - you're forever grateful. Speaking to your parents had you come to the realization that you let yourself go. You weren't the one to let a man use you while you sat by idly and allowed it.

You would be on the next train back to your home town if it wasn't for your fathers words. Him stating that you were grown enough to deal the consequences of your actions. That he knew you'd come home eventually. Of course, you understood he meant no malice in his statement. But now that you had calmed down and let a few weeks pass, you come to your own plan. You wouldn't be the damsel in distress in your story. As the week passed, your sadness turned to anger, then to spite. You hated Shin for what he'a done to you and before you can hate yourself, you knew you had a job to do.

Shin may have been a drug dealer in Jeon Jungkook's little Mafia corporation, yet he still had duties. You knew well enough that once a week the man held meetings with his dealers. Shin was only a low level - a weakling if anything. He did nothing but ove weight. He was surrounded by higher ups who had more to do with Jeon's business. You knew of the family - a group of 6 more men besides Jungkook - who ruled besides him. Each man having power around South Korea just as Jungkook does. However, you were acquainted with Jungkook only but knew of Jimin and his dealings in the brothel and clubs.

This is how you found yourself now at such meeting, At the club owned by the family. It was a cheesy name, Persona, with dark red lights lining up across the walls. It oozed luxury and sex - as it was intended to. The music blares as you walked through, bodies upon bodies held close together - grinding against one another.

Persona wasn't an easy club to get into. You had to know someone or be someone to get in. You were no one - yet - and only attended a few times with Shin because of the dead man - maggot food Jungkook called him. You managed to give the bouncer all the money you had left - 6,000,000 won. It was risky to do so, seeing as you no longer had a roof over your head and lived out of your car that would soon be reprocessed. But - you had hope.

You made your way to the familiar route you recalled Shin taking - a back room where the meetings were held. With the amount of men in black suites hanging around, you were sure the low level dealers were done with their meetings and now it was the bigger leaders chatting. Even better.

You witness the inside of the room once. It held a stage for whatever performer - obviously a nearly naked woman - to be on. There was a black, leather couch surrounding the stage and the walls of the room held mirrors. You knew that was your destination - and as if God was on your side, you saw a cockrail waitress ready to enter the room, sporting a tight white tank too and the shortest black shorts ever. She wore a corset around her - you questioned if she could even breathe.

"I can take it for you." You offer, eyes on her ad you approached. "You look nervous."

"I am." the girl admits, her lips forming into a shy smile. "I know they're important men. They requested a new face."

You nod, liking the new information. "I'm a new face. I don't want you to feel as though I'm taking your spotlight." you back away, hands raising slightly.

"N-No!" she shakes her head. She held a tray of whiskey and a few shot glasses - a total of 7. "I-I'm a bunch of nerves. I'm sure they won't mind if you do it."

This girl must've been new. She appeared young and naïve - much like the crying girl at Shin's funeral. She didn't know everyone here and that would be your win and possibly her downfall on this job.

You grasps the tray and smile at her. "Go check on the other customers." you encourage. "I got it here tonight."

She nods and scurries off. You take a breath and turn to the door. You made sure you looked presentable (not like you had much available besides your reflection in the shot glasses). But you knew you looked good. You made sure that you scrubbed your skin clean and lotion it to perfection. You bought a cheap hotel room for the night - you were determined to not go back. You wore the tightest and sluttiest dress you owned for this occasion.

You knock twice but don't wait on a response. You enter the room and close the door gently behind you. You let out a smile but it wasn't as though any of the seven men acknowledge You. They are speaking among themselves. It was only then did you realize that theres another woman in the room, her being seated in a mans lap. You didn't know his name but watched as he spoke to a blond haired man. As you placed the tray onto the table and begin pouring drinks, your eyes wandered and landed on the woman. Your eyes widen as you recognized her.

And her eyes did the same upon the realization.

You snapped out of your trance and place the shots alongside The table and in front of the chatting men. It was your time to go onto the stage and you did just that. The pole was chrome and inviting. You weren't a pole dancer in the slightest, but you knew how to look enticing enough that it didn't matter. You took notice of the chattering dying down and adverted your eyes to the familiar brown ones staring back at you.

Jungkook watches you, his heart beating in his chest and, dare he say, his length twitching in excitement. His eyes traces the way the dress - a black bodycon dress - hugs your figure as you dance before him.

Your eyes meet with his and Jungkook offers a smirk, eyes gleaming with lust and mischief. He doesn't take his eyes off of you, and neither do you. Not even when you get on your knees, breast on full display for him, and begin to crawl slow and sensual towards him.

You're at the end of the table in front of him. Your fingers wrap around the small shot glass, whiskey untouched, and bring it to your lips. You slurp up the whiskey and once the bitter taste is in your mouth, you bring your own lips to Jungkooks, forcing his mouth open.

Theres a few hollering and laughs being thrown around at the sight of you and Jungkook, tongues twirling against one another.

"I think we should go." a deep voice says, a hint of teasing. "To give our Kookie some alone time with his girl."

His girl. At the moment you didn't understand but soon you would come to. They knew who you were and why you were here and that you weren't your own person anymore - but you were now tied with Jeon Jungkook.

You and Jungkook tongues stopped dancing when the sound of the door closes. You remove your lips from his, however you sit in his lap, arms wrapped around his neck. As if it accustomed, his hands are on your ass. He gives a light squeeze.

"Look who it is." Jungkooks murmurs against your skin. He leaves a trail of kisses down your neck to your breast. "Missed me?"

You hum, hips going to rub against his hardened clothed length. "I thought about what you said."

"Hm?" Jungkook hums in response. His hands leave your ass to rip your breast out of the tight dress. The sudden action makes you gasp. The air was cold against your hardened nipples.

"Y-yeah." You stuttered, biting back a moan. Jungkook doesn't waste any time in poking his tongue out to twirl them against your nipples. He moans at the same time as you do, louder as he begins to slurp on your buds. "Jimin's always hiring."

Jungkook grunts. His hand - right - removes itself from your breasts and comes down hard against your cheek. A loud slap echo's across the room and you're stunned in his lap. His fingers take hold of your jaw and forces you to look at him. The lustful look in his eyes says it all. "You're not selling my pussy in a brothel."

You swallow the lump in your throat. You're embarrassed - almost ashamed - at how wet his words made you. You only ever been with one man - Shin - and now being in the lap of another, someone so dominant and powerful - you were sure in a few minutes you'll be leaking in his lap.

"Who says I belong to you?" You retort, grinding your closed clit against him once more, moaning at the friction.

"You did." Jungkook licks up from your breast to your neck then jawline. "When you brought my pussy back to me without me asking."

Jungkooks lips meet yours. It was a quick, deep kiss while his hands roam your breast. He release his lips with a groan. "I can feel how wet you are through my jeans, baby. Let me have a feel."

Your own hands go to rub his shoulders and down to his biceps. You continue to rock against him with the help of his hands on your hips. The sound of moans and the friction of your clothes rubbing against one another is heard throughout the room.

You peak an eye open to see Jungkook, head rolled back and mouth slightly agape. This was your chance. You can feel the metal handle of the gun on his waist against your thigh, all you had to do was grab ahold of it...

Jungkook flutters his eyes open when he feels metal against his forehead. He glares at the hun - his own - pointing back at him. "You," Jungkook chuckles darkly, "are one sneaky bitch."

You smirk back down at him, gun firmly in your hands. You turn the safety off, incase he was feeling bold enough to test you.

"Are you going to shoot me, my love?" Jungkook fake pouts, his doe eyes feigning hurt. "And here I thought you weren't that dumb." he tsks. "Here I thought you would finally be mine again."

"I never was yours." You correct him. As your right hand pressed the gun against his head, your left played with his belt buckle, undoing it and releasing his harden length.

Jungkook gulps, his cock twitching. A trail of pre-cum slides down his veiny length. You lick your lips at the sight. You move your panties to the side and manage to place the tip of his cock against your clit.

Jungkook hisses, fist clenching when you push the gun harder against his forehead. "You dirty bitch." he murmurs. You were circling his tip against your wet clit and he wished nothing more than to show you your place and fuck you until you begged him to stop.

"I won't be in that position again." You tell him, allowing a few inches of his tip to enter you. You both inhale sharply. "I refuse to left with nothing if anything happens to you."

Jungkook flutters his eyes open to heed your expression. He bites his bottom lip at the sight of you - breast on full display for him, pussy nearly wrapping around his cock. He takes a deep breath. "Nothing is going to happen to me." was his response, voice low and firm. "And I won't let anything happen to you."

You moan, sliding his cock deeper inside you. You feel Jungkook's fingers dig into your thighs. You proceed to push his gun deeper onto his forehead in case he felt as though this was a game - it wasn't. You were serious.

"You're a powerful man, Jeon Jungkook," you slurred out, your walls clenching around his girth. "I know you aren't idiotic enough to not have legal money coming in."

Jungkook nods. He had many properties and businesses throughout Seoul alone, let alone the entirety of Korea that he employed trusted men to handle. It was effortless to run through whatever product he was selling through these businesses and the brothel alone brought in enough money to live comfortably.

"I want my name on all of your legal businesses." You rocked your hips, moving slowly. You don't tear your eyes away from his face. Jungkook's eyes snap open and his brows furrow in surprise. "I also want it on your house," you quicken your pace as you rode him, the wet sounds of your pussy only adding to the erotic encounter. "and my car."

Jungkook nods quickly, he doesn't take his hands off of your hips as you ride him.

"A smart man like you also has a will." You sigh, feeling your stomach clench. You bring yourself closer to his face and kiss his forehead next to the gun - still pressed against his head. "I want my name added onto it."

Jungkook lets out a loud groan when you tighten your walls around him. He would give you whatever you wanted if you continued riding him the way you are now. "I will." he insists. "We'll go first thing tomorrow and I'll add you to everything." he promises, hands sneaking to your ass to squeeze.

You halt your bouncing, eyes staring at him. Slowly, you lowered the gun. Jungkook whines and looks at you. He finally sees you clearly. You were fucked out - probably as much as he was. Jungkook snickers. "You have a lot of demands." he tells you. In a swift moment he crashes your back against the stage, gun now across the room. You widen your eyes at the sudden movement but you don't get the chance to speak. His right hand grips the back of your hair and yanks it back, forcing you to look at him forcefully. "But I have my own demands."

Jungkook's face is a few inches from yours as he speaks. "You can have it all. My cars, my businesses, my properties..." his tongue reaches out the trace the side of your cheek in a disgusting - yet erotic - way. "...my money. You will have the luxury you deserve and the power of being by my side. In exchange, I want your loyalty and devotion."

You gulp when he jerks your hair again. You couldn't help but moan - the sensation of his cock, still pulsing inside of you, and the grip he has on your hair. It was the right amount of dominance you craved from him.

"You will be my wife. You will love me and me only." Jungkook swirls his tongue on your lips and you open them, obeying his gesture. "And you will give me a child."

You whimper.

"Those are my demands. You and our child will want for nothing." Jungkook's word are serious, no matter if he was deep inside of you now and tongue going in and out of your mouth.

"I-I..." you stammer. "...want a daughter."

Jungkook chuckles, thrusting into you once. You cry out from the sudden sensation. "I want a son. We can have both." he begins thrusting inside of you at a harsh pace, leaving you no room to adjust to him.

Jungkook lets go of your hair and proceeds to wrap his hands around your neck. "You're finally mine." he grunts out, his eyes not knowing where they want to look. He could watch your face, the beautiful twist of your features as you take him. Or, he could watch the sight of your breast bouncing as he fucks you. He even desires to watch your pussy as he fucks in and out of you - clit engorged and wet just for him. "And all it took was for me to take out that useless boyfriend of yours."

You hear him, but you don't fully comprehend. All you know is that Jungkook is fucking into you with such force and need. "Y-You...killed...him?" you moan at each thrust inside of you.

Jungkook shakes his head. He removes himself from inside of you and swiftly flips you over, ass now in the air. He wastes no time in entering you again and continuing the brutal pace. "No, but it was orchestrated by us." Jungkook is mesmorized by the way your ass bounces against him.

Us. It doesn't go unnoticed by you - his words. You had an idea that Jungkook had something to do with Shin's death, yet without any proof you couldn't do anything. But, as time went on and you lived with the realization that Shin was not the man he said he was, you pondered if it made you seem heartless that you didn't care if he killed Shin or not. The man you loved and left everything behind was going against you to fund other women's lives - so much so as leaving you with nothing to fall back on.

"F-Fuck!" you hiss. Jungkook was hitting your G-Spot with such force and need. You don't remember the last time you had sex like this - sex with urgency. It was as though Jungkook was waiting for this moment - to fuck you like his life demanded it.

"Your pussy was made for me." Jungkook hisses. Again, he removes himself from you and once more flips you over onto your back. He was animalistic, becoming almost a different person at the sight of you being his and only his now. He pushes your legs apart and lowers himself. His tongue swirls against your clit, grunting at the wonderful taste of your juices lapping onto his tongue. He could eat your pussy forever and be content with life.

You didn't care about being loud anymore, the sound of the music just outside the door would drown out your loud shrieks. Yet and still, you could be caught right now, legs wide open and pussy of full display for Jungkook - but you didn't care. Jungkook's tongue sucking and twirling against your clit was all your mind could focus on.

"Look at how fucked out you are and I haven't even fucked a baby in you yet." Jungkook chuckles, his fingers harshly rubbing against your clit. He hovers above you now, his eyes twinkling with delight to see your breath hitching. He then brings his fingers towards your entrance, smirking at the way you whine. He enters three fingers inside of you - index, middle and ring - and thrust. The sloppy sounds of your juices mixed with the fast pace of Jungkook's fingers shoving deep into you.

"S-Shit" You curse, eyes snapping shit. Your hands go to grab onto something - anything - around you to be able to keep you up. Your stomach tighens and you knew that you were seconds from coming.

"Cum for me." Jungkook demands, blood shot eyes watching your face. "Cum all over my fingers."

You let out a sudden shriek as you do as you were told. You let go, feeling relief wash over you.

"Look how beautiful you are..." Jungkook murmurs, his eyes widening when he feels the wet sensation hit his abdomen. "...squirting all over me like a bitch in heat." he shakes his head, removing his fingers. "I'm going fuck a baby into you now."

You don't respond, exhausted by the events of Jungkook making you squirt like it was nothing. Shin never had, but sex with Shin could never compare to sex with Jungkook.

Jungkook enters you again, his hands on your hips. He fucks you with urgency now, determined to cum inside of you. He knew you would be his in the end - ever since the day he decided to speak with you over dinner. He was certain that you would come to him eventually - either willingly or by force. Shin couldn't give you the life you deserved - the power of ruling Korea, the luxury and the riches you and your children will have just by having the Jeon name.

Jungkook's thrust turned sloppy and he knew he was going to cum. He throws his head back and releases a choked moan. With a final thrust, he releases deep inside of you. You're twitching underneath Jungkook, feeling his cum ooze out of you and onto your ass. Your back falls against the cold stage and finally you're able to breath steadily.

Jungkook removes himself from you, pulling his pants up and tightening his belt. He tilts his head at you, offering a warm smile you don't see.

"Let's get you home, my love." Jungkook coos, his demeanor changing as he speaks with you. It was as if he hadn't fucked you like a slut in the club he owned. "We have a hectic day tomorrow and a wedding to plan."

You lift yourself up, eyes glancing at Jungkook. The man was calm but excited, you can tell. You pondered if this was the right decision - to be with Jungkook. His demands weren't much - to marry and bear his children. You were willing to do that for Shin at a point of time, without the man offering you half of his business, properties and eventually a will for you and your children.

You stand and fix yourself. You bite your lip and turn towards him. "Did you kill Shin?" you ask, unsure if he was telling the truth when he said he hadn't.

"I'm not a liar, my love." Jungkook responds. He turns away from you to retrieve his gun. "I did not pull the trigger, however, if you're asking me was it set up by me and my family - then yes. It was. I was not the only one who wanted that useless man dead."

Your own eyes examine his for any hint of deceit.

"I did have plans on killing him so you and I can be together." Jungkook admits, a sinister smile on his lips. "When we were bargained into doing the deed, we agreed. And now, you're mine."

You remained quiet.

Next | Meet the In-Laws (Part 2 to Public Enemy Part 1)

#jungkook smut #btsmasterlist2022 #bts smut #bts mafia #bangtan smut #btswritersclub #explicit-tae #bangtanwritershq #jungkook x reader #public enemy #mafia jungkook #yandere jungkook #meet the in-laws

[incorrectgrayson-toddquotes]

Dick, at his door: …Why are you here, Talia?

Talia, on the sofa: I came to see my son.

Dick: Damian lives in the manor. If you can’t find him there, he’s probably with the Titans.

Talia: I’d love to see him, but I’m not here for him.

Dick: What do you mean-don’t tell me you made another clone baby.

Talia: No, I’m here for Jason.

Dick: Jason’s not your son.

Talia, raises her voice: I see you haven’t told him, son.

Jason, from the kitchen: Yeh, easy, Dick. Talia has my consent to self-identify as my mom.

#incorrect grayson-todd quotes #jaydick #talia al ghul #meet the in-laws #Jason: I deal with Bruce for you so you got to deal with Talia for me #dick grayson #jason todd

[arliaeien]

Chapters: 34/? Fandom: ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Johnny Joestar/Gyro Zeppeli

Characters: Johnny Joestar, Gyro Zeppeli, Hot Pants (JoJo), Diego Brando, Funny Valentine, Lucy Steel (JoJo), Stephen Steel, George Joestar, Anne Joestar

Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fix-It, Pining, Requited Unrequited Love, Friends to Lovers, Canon-Typical Violence, Ableism, Internalized Homophobia, Self-Acceptance, Getting Together, Sharing a Bed, POV Alternating, Alternate Ending, Medical and Rehab (spin) Inaccuracies, Kissing, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Anal Fingering, Bug bites fetish, Ass Play, Finger Fucking, Dirty Talk, Top Johnny Joestar, Bottom Gyro Zeppeli, Dom/sub Undertones, Johnny Joestar is Still Disabled, Friends Are Chosen Family Aren't, Your tradition is not mine, Politics, Post-Canon, meet the in-laws

Summary:

“The best miracles are imperceptible to the world.” – Unknown author

Johnny pays a visit to his parents. Gyro meets his in-laws.

*updated every Sunday* (post-canon)

Snippet:

“Has your father told you we preserved your retrospective notebook? I have kept completing it for you. If you want it back…”

George Joestar had mentioned it. But it still surprised Johnny. Even upset him a little.

“It’s okay, Mom. Keep it.” He said.

That’s when Gyro chose to speak.

“Mrs. Joestar, may I have a look?”

Johnny cringed, but Gyro got his hands over his teenage notebook anyway.

Thank God, he wasn’t writing anecdotes in that one. The other one had been full of reviews about other racers, his mixed feelings toward his father’s indifference, and one-night stands. All the times he tried something new or experienced something great with boys and girls both… That diary, Johnny had taken it with him thanks to his mother after he left. And he’d burned it after he ended up in a wheelchair.

< read more >

#jjba fanfic #steel ball run #gyjo #johnny joestar #gyro zeppeli #george joestar #anne joestar #meet the in-laws #ao3 link #post-canon

[dykealloy]

franky (has never met bepo before): tarao what's your first mate like law: he's a bear franky: weird way to describe him but okay 👍 franky: 🏳️‍🌈❤️✨ law: how are you doing that with your mouth

#wonder how many people come aboard the polar tang with 'big hairy gay man' as the only descriptor to go off for bepo #they meet him and are like yknow what this isn't too far off what i had in mind #one piece #op #bepo one piece #trafalgar law #cyborg franky #lawbepo #< ig idk #heart pirates

[attyattlaw]

hit a milestone follower count on here and twt but im still too drained from my trip yesterday to draw anything. so heres my fave guys as my fave emojis as thanks

#one piece #one piece fanart #trafalgar law #donquixote rosinante #donquixote corazon #eustass kidd #op killer #massacre soldier killer #i hate travelling so much but i got to meet up with my friends after the work meeting and eat ramen #anyway the kidd one is making me giggle so much it made me take too long on the lineart #i love that emoji to me its that rob pat pic in a tracksuit standing awkwardly in a kitchen

[diver5ion]

#ahsoka #ahsoka tano #shin hati #sabine wren #ezra bridger #meeting the in-laws is really tough eh #rosario dawson #ivanna sakhno #natasha liu bordizzo #eman esfandi #star wars #// #ahsoka spoilers #xx #do not repost

[heph]

GUIDANCE❗️

#baldur's gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #tav #baldurs gate tav #bg3 tav #i dont draw my tav often im sorry Ryul #anyways everyone meet my Tav Ryul #they are a Lawful Good Cleric of Selune (as previously established) and dumb as rocks (-1 int) #lawful good for the most part at least... my personality keeps leaking into them

[actualbird]

// tot spoilers for future cn server content (i.e. giann, vyn's half-brother, artem's dad)

i wanted to put together the current roster of nxx boys' revealed parents and relatives so far!!

#i didnt add ailine to the von hagens yet because technically she and giann arent married so she isnt officially a sister in law yET BUT #WHEN GIANN RETURNS SAFE AND SOUND THEY WILL MARRY AND SHE'LL BE PART OF THE FAMILY (TRUST) #tot spoilers #tears of themis #anyhoo vyn wins for MOST FAMILY MEMBERS SEEN #tho we really did not meet his uncle in the best of circumstances huh. JBLKSF #luke pearce #artem wing #vyn richter #marius von hagen

[sarifel-corrisafid-ilxhel]

Question: If you were a Controller during the Yeerk War and you got pulled over for speeding because the Yeerk had a lead foot and then later the war ended and you were free, could you get the speeding ticket dismissed because it wasn't you driving the vehicle, and would you get your money back? Also, how screwed would the legal system be in general with having to determine how many court cases were influenced by Yeerks? How many rulings would have to be overturned, records expunged, people released from jail, etc? How many years would it take to sort through what is sure to be a massive pile of cases that need to be looked at because a judge, a juror, a lawyer, the arresting officer, the suspect, somebody involved with the case was a Controller and therefore not qualified to present evidence, judge cases, or was just flat out not responsible for the actions that started the court case in the first place?

And how many Law and Order episodes would we get out of it? Asking for a friend.

#Yeerks #Animorphs #Post-War #Law and Order meets the X-Files

[books-books-smolderinglooks]

38 days till more Wilmon moments to make us scream.. ❤️❤️

#young royals #wilmon #simon eriksson #wilhelm #wilmon countdown #meeting his mother in law 😭 #simon's faaace! 🥹 like babe of course the prince wants to sit with you 💜 #'mama.. i mean linda' 🥺😭🥰 #pretty curlsss! #my gifs yr #2/2/24 #youngroyalsedit

[galedekarios]

Meeting Tara

#bg3edit #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #tara the tressym #bg3 tav #bg3 spoilers #baldur's gate 3 spoilers #ch: gale dekarios #ch: altonaufein #vg: baldur's gate 3 #series: baldur's gate #gif: mybg3 #alton offending his mother-in-law during their first meeting #anyhow gale and tara give me so much joy tbh from gale hitting her with the puppy eyes #to you just knowing as you play who's in charge here the entire time actually #ch: tara the tressym

[explicit-tae]

Public Enemy (Part 4)

Masterlist l Part 1 l Part 2 l Part 3 l Part 5 } Part 6 | Part 7

Meet the In-Laws: (Part 2 to Public Enemy Part 4)

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader (Italics meaning flashbacks/Past tense)

Genre: Smut, Angst, Mafia!Hitman! Taehyung

Word Count: 6,099

Warning: oral ( m & f receiving ), fingering, voyerism, gun-play, nipple-play, display of death, blood,

Description: You’ve been with your boyfriend, Shin, for 3 years. The relationship wasn’t perfect and the two of you butted heads often which resulted in him buying whatever designer items to get back in your good graces. For the last few months, you begin to notice a slip in his character and question just what he does when he isn’t with you.

You were raised by a single mother - your father being around yet not always present. You watched as your mother worked 2 jobs day and night so you and your siblings - now estranged since you ventured to Seoul - could have a roof over your head, clothes on your backs and food in your mouths. You loved her for that, even if you only spoke to her every few months. Being the youngest girl of three, you come to note how your elder sisters lived and what to and not to do. 

Your eldest sister was overly submissive, submitting to her first boyfriend she had at the age of 15, moving with him and starting a family - all without a ring. Even with the constant amounts of times he put his hands on her and stepped out of the relationship, she was faithful and now trapped with 4 young children, all under the age of 10. You were estranged with her once you pulled a knife out on her boyfriend, threatening to slit his throat if he came near her again. Needless to say, she refused to forgive you for that. 

Your middle sister was less submissive, but more dependent (at times) on a man. She was pregnant by the time she was 18 and though she didn't stay with the useless man - a mommy's boy who claimed the unborn fetus would never be her grandchild, she was onto the next.  An older man who was more respectful and didn't tolerate any disrespect from your hot headed sister. They balanced one another out and soon your sister and your niece were in good hands - however forced to stay in Icheon while her husband lived in Japan to support them due to the useless man claiming rights over your niece he only saw once a month. 

You would like to say you learned from your mother and sisters. You refused to tolerate any man that wasn't worth the time of day. As soon as he flinched to put his hands on you, your hands were already on him and the relationship was over - them deeming you as "insane".

You had boyfriends before that talked of marriage and babies, and that did nothing but make you run further away from them. Not that you were against it, but their pockets didn't say what their mouths did - and that was the issue. 

You worked hard for what you had - as a cook in a local restaurant - and went about your business. You refused to let any man bring you down with their talks of fantasy without any proof of showing it. 

Maybe that was what brought you to Shin - his words rang true. He wasn't all talk - he had the money to prove that he was genuine. When he said he was going to do something, he did. It wasn't about the money or designer items when it came to the man - even if it was well appreciated - but it was him in general. You could say this was the first time you ever felt different about someone.

Until the facade dwindled and you saw him for who he was - sadly a year down the line. He didn't tell you what he did exactly, but you always figured he either came from money or worked hard for it. When you visited his apartment to surprise him to find massive amounts of drugs of all sorts - powder, pills - you name it. At first you were disgusted with the lifestyle and wanted nothing to do with it. But as always, Shin had a way with his words and convinced you what he was doing was temporary - that he would stop once he made his savings goal. 

It wasn't until 2 years after that when you noticed that he was never going to stop, and you no longer cared. Especially when you find the messages of other women. All of them asking where he was at, when he'd be home, when he'd come over. Your world had tumbled and from there you knew you were the same as your sisters. Submissive to allow this man to walk all over you without putting your foot down. Trapped when you allowed him to buy you a brand new car and apartment when there was nothing wrong with the ones you had prior. 

You needed proof of it all, however. The messages were enough to anger you, but not enough for you to leave him completely. So you waited until he left and followed him, using the money he has given you to get a rental car to follow him closely, but far enough so he wouldn't know it was you. You followed him to another luxury apartment about half an hour away. He strolled inside and your eyes caught him through the windows. He was arguing with a woman - you'd come to know he had stood her up, a typical move coming from him. 

You followed him on dates watching as he kissed and hugged other women. Your lurking turns to obsession at this point and now you desire nothing more than revenge. You were fine before this man entered your life, demanding you pay him attention and be with him. You were independent, free and now all your mind could think of was ruining him. 

But how? You couldn't ruin his career - the man sold drugs (good drugs because he made amazing money). You couldn't cause a scandal and get him fired - it wasn't like he was causing a company their own money. 

But, there were other ways to ruin a man. Ruin his pride, his ego - mess with his insecurity. And that's where you started. 

You visited his apartment often - so often that now he expected you to. You noticed the same man coming and going without saying a word to you and little to Shin himself. He was tall, had a heart shaped face with - you are ashamed to note because you stare at him far too long - that he has one monolid and one partial double eyelid. He was a beautiful man who drips with luxury and power, it was in the way he often stepped into Shin's home without as much as a greating. 

It became a habit of the man coming to the home where Shin would give him the money requested. Each time, you make your way into the kitchen - having to stroll through the sitting room to do so - in the smallest, tightest attire you own. Each time, you caught his eyes and would do nothing smile at him in return. The man didn't make his stares discrete and Shin has come to notice. The arguments you held with him each time did nothing but fuel your revenge plot; it excited you to know that you were hurting him just as much as he hurted you and the other girls. 

But it wasn't enough. It never was enough with you. Not when he continued on, adding another woman to the mix. This time, an intern at Seoul's hospital. It was made worse when you noticed he paid for her medical schooling. 

Any sane woman would've left by now, and you questioned why you hadn't. You had a job, after all. You had a few friends that would be willing to assist you before you could manage on your own. But each time you thought about leaving, it made no sense to you to leave while this man could coninue doing whatever he pleased. 

So, you had another plan you conjured up. 

"Shin...are you-"

The man is pacing back and forth with wide eyes. Around his eye was now a forming black bruise. His lips were split and dried blood smeared around it. His shirt was torn when he first arrived and all the man could do is pace back and forth and yell at the top of his lungs. He was ready to pull his hair out at the unfortunate events. 

"V's going to be here soon." Shin's voice quivered - this was the first time you ever seen the man sound terrified. 

"V...the guy that always comes?" you ask. The man - V - was a sight to behold, but he was always serious, never returning your smile. 

Shin nods, his eyes wider. "I...I was robbed coming home and...I don't have his money. Or the drugs." 

Shin watches as your eyes widen at him and his heart begins to melt. The look of pure terror in your eyes was enough to make his own eyes tear up. He was going to be a failure - to you and the others. He would surely leave here with a bullet to the head - V was not one to be played with. He met the seven men that made the entirety of Bangtan, only speaking with two - V and Suga and that was purely business. Now, he worked beneath V and had to pay up his money every month - no later. He was present when V sent a warning shot to a dealer who didn't have their entire payment - the warning shot being his shoulder. Shin had no desire to be that man. 

Would V listen if he told him he was robbed? He has never been robbed - not in his districts. His districts were high end - he sold to business owners and those in powerful positions. Being robbed for all his money and worth was not something that happened in his district - or at all with dealers. 

"Maybe you can explain to him that-"

"He's not going to listen." Shin hisses, his frustration not with you but with himself. "He's...V's not a dealer. He's one of the big bosses, Y/N. It was an honor to work directly under him and now I fucked it all up!"

Shin allowed the tears to fall now, his body shaking. He feels your hands on his and you start to pull him close. He feels you wrap his in a tight hug, your face buried into his chest. He likes when you're close to him, you were warm and smelt nice - feminine. While you stayed with him, he kept the bodywash he adored most on you, the jasmine and chamomile scent. "It'll be okay." your words murmur against his chest. 

Your words were soothing - they always were. However, you didn't know the extent of his job as a dealer. You knew (and somewhat supported) his decision to do this. This is how he survived - how he was able to care for you. You had no idea the way V operated and how cruel the man could truly be.

A knock sounded against the door that had Shin's heart leaping. He pulls you away from him, your eyes widening at the pace. "Go in the room!" he hisses. "And be quiet. I don't want him to know you're here."

He would deal with V, even if it cost his shoulder or another part of his body. This was his first mistake, he'd admit, but V could possibly let it slide without taking his life. But he wouldn't allow V to see you and think of other ways of punishment. He'd never forgive himself if he lost you. 

"Shin-"

"Go!" Shin pushes you towards the hallway of the room. "And don't come out. I don't care if you hear anything, don't come out." he warns, eyes serious. You gulp and nod, your own heart racing. 

Shin waits until he hears the door shut before making his way to the front door. Taehyung knocks three more times, annoyed with having to wait. 

Shin pulls the door open and greets the man with a bow. 

"Shin." Taehyung's voice is deep as he enters, his shoes clicking against his tiled floor. 

"V-ssi." Shin nods, closing his door. 

Taehyung eyes the black eye and scars, the blood on his shirt and face and scoffs. "Got into a scruffle?" he taunts, raising a brow. He makes himself at home on Shin's leather couch, legs spread as he waits for Shin to get his money. One foot places itself against the glass coffee table. "Well?"

"V-ssi...I....there's been a problem?"

Taehyung leans back and hums. He takes note of Shin's terrible appearance and his nervousness around him. He knows now that the problem has to do with his pockets, and now Taehyung was irate.

"What kind of problem, Shin?" Taehyung was losing his patience at the shivering man before him. Shin was tall and had some type of bulk to him. Him trembling before Taehyung made the man do nothing but scoff. "Where the fuck is my money, Shin? Cut the games."

Shin clenches his hands in nervousness. "I-I was jumped and-"

"Jumped?" Taehyung laughs loudly. "In Seoul? In Gangnam? By who, some rich kids?" Taehyung shakes his head and lifts himself from the leather couch. "Are you that much of a coward that you got robbed?"

Shin steps back. He was now ready to cry - as cowardly as it did sound. Taehyung was a terrifying man when he was upset - especially when his money and buisness was involved. 

"Tell me why, Shin, I shouldn't kill you now?!" Taehyung roars, his eyes wide and veins popping from his neck. "You've tested my patience and wasted my time by having me come here to receive no payment. Chan-yeol has been begging for your territory and you're allowing it to slip from your fingers."

"Please don't!" Taehyung snaps his head to look at you, your trembling figure falling to your knees in between the hallway. "Please don't kill him-"

"Shut up!" Taehyung hisses. And you do. "Is this your bitch or just a common whore?" Taehyung asks Shin. 

"S-She's my girlfriend." Shin answers, mentally swearing at you. Why didn't you listen to him and remain in the room?

"Ah." Taehyung scoffs. "Your bitch then. You let all your bitches speak for you, Shin?"

Taehyung removes the gun from his waist and aims it at Shin who dramatically waves his arm into the air. "V-ssi, please-"

Taehyung shoots just above Shin's shoulder. The bullet hits the mirror behind him. It falls against the floor at the impact and crashes against the floor, shattering into pieces. You yelp against the floor. 

"Get up, girl." Taehyung tells you, the gun now pointing at you. 

"V-ssi, please don't-"

"Shut the fuck up, Shin, seriously." Taehyung snaps. "I'm talking to your girl here. I'm sure she won't be after today seeing as you put her life in danger." Taehyung fake pouts. His eyes reach yours and he tilts his head. "Well...get the fuck up."

You do as you're told, wasting no time in standing. Taehyung's eyes scan your appearance, as scandalous as always is what he thinks. You're not wearing any shorts like you usually would, instead just in panties. They were basic purple cotton panties but against your skin it pops. He licks his lips at the white tanktop you wore, your nipples peaking at him. "Aren't you a sight to behold." Taehyung chuckles, glancing at Shin. "Come here, girl."

You slowly make your way to Taehyung, Shin's eyes watching your every move as you do so. He's scared of what Taehyung might do to you - or force you to do. 

When you reach Taehyung, hums. "Open your mouth." he orders.

Hesitantly you do. Taehyung enters two fingers inside your mouth. His fingers were long and they reached your uvula in no time. You nearly gagged but kept your composure, eyes blinking away tears. "Do you gag on him all the time?" Taehyung says, his fingers - now moist - removes from your mouth. "I bet you don't. How can that coward make you gag?"

Shin catches your eyes and he steps forward, enraged at what V was doing to you. He was willing to take whatever punishment he was ready to give as long as it didn't involve you. 

Taehyung pressed the gun to your head and you stiffen, as does Shin. His vision blurs when he feels a red dot in his eye sight. 

"You should really close your curtains, Shin." Taehyung chuckles. He trails the gun down your chin to your breast. He licks his lips again and continues. "Yoon...Suga-hyung never misses a shot."

Shin breathes heavy. By Taehyung's words, Suga was near and he had a gun pointed right at him, waiting for a moment to shoot. He stands still, unable to move to save you or himself and now he feels exactly like the failure he is - he should've listened to you, to all of his girlfriends when he was told to leave the game of a dealer. But he was selfish with it, just as he was with having 4 girlfriends in the first place. 

Taehyung lowers his gun. He lowers his head to trail his lips to your forehead, temples, to your cheeks then lips. He leaves a kiss, a quick and light kiss that you barely felt. You feel his free hand away from the gun on your panties, long fingers trailing to your clit. "Oh, you're wet." Taehyung quips, glancing at Shin. If looks could kill, Taheyung would be dead. But, afterall, this wasn't about Shin now. 

Taehyung's fingers dip into the cotton panties and spread your lips apart. You bite your lip to hold a whimper as you feel the man's fingers against your bare clit. He rubs circles against you, making it more wet than it already was. This felt scandalous - you allowing this man to rub against you now while your boyfriend had a red dot on his forehead and watched with angered eyes. 

You yelp when you feel his fingers enter you, your eyes fluttering when he begins to thrust. The dirty sounds of your wetness are evident in the quiet sitting room, and soon you're moaning and breathing heavy. "You see, Shin...I don't have to harm you physically to fuck with your head." Taehyung allows you to lean against him as you rode out your high, unknowingly opening your legs for him to enter more of his fingers. "All I have to do is show your girlfriend what an actual man could do for her."

"Y-You have to stop." you warn, your hands gripping his wrist.

Taehyung points the gun at underneath your chin, his fingers going in harder. "Cum." he hisses, his eyes darkening as he witnesses your fucked out expression. "Cum against my fingers."

You do. You cum hard, the hardest in months. You're shivering as you ride it out, his fingers feeling amazing inside of you - along with his deep voice and threatening demeanour. He removes his fingers from you and places them inside his mouth. He moans at the taste, his eyes on Shin. "You have the sweetest pussy."

Taehyung lightly slaps the gun against your cheek. You open your eyes, low and full of lust. "Get on your knees." he tells you, eyes following as you do so. He removes his cock, enjoying how you lick your lips. "Suck it in front of your pathetic boyfriend. He can't do anything about it...he'll get shot if he does!" Taehyung laughs aloud. 

Your mouth wraps around the head of Taehyung's cock, licking the precum surrounding it. You got deeper, his tip hitting the back of your throat. Your moans are evident as you sucked him off, but you don't care. You're enjoying it - especially when his left hand grips your hair to fuck into your mouth. His right hand is still holding the gun against your temple as he does so. Something about this was amazing - and alarming. The gun being one, the fact that there's a possibility that he might shoot you is another. But you don't dwell on that - you can't. Not when he's grunting and groaning so heavilty because of you. 

"No one's ever been able to take me so well before." he grunts, slapping you with the gun (he put the safety on a while ago, but you were too naive to notice). "Doesn't she look so beautiful with a cock shoved in her?" Taehyung asks Shin, who does nothing but tear his eyes away from you. 

Taehyung rips your head away from him. He leans down to your level. You were gorgeous - a messy gorgeous. You had saliva dripping down your mouth and chin, your eyes held tears and lust but it was nothing but beautiful for him. If he could take a picture and frame it, he would. "Tell him how pathetic he is." Taehyung commands. He turns your head so you can look at Shin. 

You do, eyes meeting his. He looks miserable, tears trailing down his cheeks as he trembles - in fear? Sadness? Anger? You don't know - nor care at the moment. 

"You're pathetic." you say to him, throat throbbing. 

Taehyung scoffs. He releases a loud laugh. "She takes orders so well, Shin...maybe I could keep her." he enters his cock back into your mouth and you allow him to fuck into it. It was a harsh pace and it was evident he was ready to cum to prove a point to Shin. The sound of your choking grunts allows his to cum deep down your throat, he curses out how much of a whore you were for him and he would make sure to have you ride his face later. 

"Oh shit..." Taehyung laughs, face red. "Stand up." he tells you, lifting you up by your shoulders. He places a kiss to your lips, tasting his own cum in the process. "You're so beautiful." he hums, licking your cum stained lips.

"She...what?" Hoseok tilts his head to the side with a furrowed brow. "The girl who you say always walks around you half naked?"

Taehyung nods his head, his head spinning at the memory of your lips wrapped around his cock while Shin was away.

"Is she being abused?" Jin ponders. "I'm not sure why she would want you to do that if it wasn't that."

Jungkook hums. "He's cheating on her." he says to his brothers, his mind going to the argument he saw between Shin and his oldest girlfriend, the woman who refused to be with him. Even after he cleared the restaurant after the insolent man stood her up. "He has about 4 girlfriends at this point."

Taehyung nods, tongue licking his lips. "She's upset." he shrugs.

"Obvious." Hoseok snorts. "If she wants you to kill him."

Taehyung was shocked to say the least. When he came over for his usually drop, the last thing he expected to see was you. You opened the door for him, smile on your lips as you wore no shorts and a tight tank top. You hesitated at first, but then you dropped to your knees and pressed your wet tongue against his clothed cock. Taehyung is nothing but a man - and of course he had you wrapped around him in a manner of seconds. You choked against him, throat aching but you never stopped - not until he came down your throat.

You were beautiful to him, tears down your cheeks and cum dripping from the corners of your lips. What came new was what surprised him even more - you pleading that you would pay him whatever he desired if you killed Shin. His eyes watches as you proceed to run around the small apartment to find your purse to pull out stacks of cash, holding it in front of you with those same eyes.

"What did you say?" Yoongi asks. He's leaning against the wall, his eyes on his.

"I told her I'll have to think about it." Taehyung admits. "I would have to discuss it with you all. After all, he is running our products."

"Yeah but," Jungkook shrugs. "We have more."

Yoongi clicks his tongue. "How do you come to this conclusion?" he proceeds to sit down with a grunt and cross his legs. "There has to be a reason why we would even consider killing the man."

"True." Jim chimes in. "After all, him cheating on her doesn't have anything to do with us."

Taehyung meets Jungkook eyes, and both youngers are thinking the same.

"It does when that new intern you're trying to fuck is his girlfriend." Jungkook retorts, his fingers tapping against the large table. "Don't try to deny it, Hyung, I know you're smitten by her."

Jin rolls his eyes, leaning back into his chair. "You're obsessed with me. How do you even know that?" he hisses. He didn't recall ever telling Jungkook of the new intern that interested him - mainly because she was so uninterested in him.

"You know how Jungkookie is, hyung." Namjoon shakes his head. "But, nonetheless, is the sole reason for you killing him is to...what exactly? What are you going to do next?"

"Indeed. What if she feels guilty?" Hoseok chimes. "It seems risky to put our dealer on the line just for her."

"There was a glint in her eyes." Taehyung recalls the way your eyes pleaded with him, the lust and longing gone. You were hurt, he noticed. The years of being with a man that went against the relationship had driven you to feel vulnerable. He ponders why you didn't leave him - but maybe, to you, that wasn't enough. You appeared sane, but your actions said otherwise - but nonetheless, you had caught his interest. You being vulnerable to kill the man, but unable to do it yourself. There were two sides of you. The one he seen that was quiet and reserved, often smiling at him, and the next claiming that she wanted her boyfriend dead and feeding into your lust for him.

"What do you get out of it? Pussy?" Jimin snorts, finally speaking for the first time. He turns towards Taegyung. "Or do you want her?"

The pairs of eyes were on him now and he feels small. He gulps, opening his mouth and closing it.

"You do." Jimin snickers. "Her mouth must be amazing."

"What if she tries to kill you next?" Hoseok gasps.

"Who is she going to ask? You guys?" Taeehyung scoffs with a pointed look. "Besides, I'm not a useless dealer on the street."

"How about we think about this." Jungkook pipes in. "We get rid of Shin...add Chan-yeol-"

"Chan-yeol is already in charge of Jungno and Yongsan." Namjoon pipes in. "Giving his Shin's districts would be too much."

"Chan-yeol has been with us for years now, a year after Shin." Jin says. "He has been consistent and asking for more territory."

"But...three districts on top of his two? That sounds like too much for a man to handle." Yoongi disagrees.

Over the years, Shin has been giving three districts; Guro-gu, Gwanak-gu and Gangnam. He was reliable, yes, and made them and himself an abundant amount of money. However, the thought of having you in his bed every night was far better to risk than not.

"How about we give him just Gangnam." Jungkook suggets. "That would be the raise he was asking for. He can handle it, surely."

Jimin nods. "We can give Guro-gu and Gwanak-gu to someone else or even split them."

"It'll have to be after he's dead." Yoongi murmurs. "If we give them out now, it'll be known we had something to do with his death."

"Right." Hoseok agrees. "We don't need our dealers thinking we're killing them off."

Taehyung lets himself smile. His eyes catch Jungkooks who gives him the same satisfied look. Soon, they were on their way out of their meeting, Taehyungs minds wandering as to how and when he'll be going through with his plan. How would he kill Shin - after all you begged him to do it. Would it be a simple killing - quick and easy for him to get rid of. Or would he let him die slowly and painfully.

Possibly, he should ask you what you desire. You were hurting after all. He would let you decide what you wanted him to do and how - and he would. Payment would be free - he didn't need your money when he had his own. But, what he did want in the end would be you.

Shin is horrified, his eyes can't get away from you and V. He doesn't want to place the blame upon you, knowing that it wasn't your fault. However, witnessing you seemingly enjoy V's advances made the jealousy in him soar - especially when he couldn't step in without risking getting shot.

Taehyung takes a few steps back, bringing you with him. He turns you towards the small glass coffee table and pushes you against it. His fingers hook beneath your panties and rip them off. His head turns to smirk at Shin, throwing your panties towards him. They fall at his feet, Shin managed to keep his composure.

You feel Taehyung's hands slap your thighs apart. You're embarrassed at how close he is against your clit, but nonetheless you allow his face to get close to you. He dives into your clit, his tongue licking harshly against it. The feeling felt amazing, even while Shin watches a few feet away. Your head hangs back and a moan erupts through your throat when his tongue flicks through your folds. His fingernails dig into your thighs as he devours your clit, licking and suckling. Your juices are now on his lips and cheeks and he wouldn't have it any way.

Taehyung's ring hand reaches your breast underneath the tanktop, your hardened nipple sending chills up his spine. He twists the nipple, moaning against your clit. Your moans were music to his ear - far more because they were true moans. You weren't faking anything for him for the sake of Shin, and that's why he was growing engrossed by you. You were a little nymph for him, legs spread wide for him while your pathetic boyfriend watched. It was amazing - the rush of it all.

"T-Tae..." your lips murmur out, trying your hardest to close your legs at the overstimulation.

Shin's eyes widen, his head snapping to your moaning figure. "What did you say?" he asks you, stiff in his spot. He didn't forget about Suga not far away with the red dot still on his head.

Taehyung chuckles. He finally lifts himself up from your clit, his head turns to Shin. He smirks at the man, his fingers rubbing your clit now as he watches Shin. "Oh, you realized." he murmurs, faking pouting. "It took you this long to realize that your girl is now...mine." Taehyung laughs over your moans.

You join in on the laughing, the grunts coming out of your throat soon after. Your clit was engorged and wet as he rubs it - you wanted nothing more than to fuck him. The first time being in front of Shin would be a memory you'll never forget.

Shin clenches his first. Now, he's pissed. You were enjoying it for real - it wasn't just a bodily reaction. He examines your reaction to Taehyung pleasuring you, the way you don't seem scared in the slightest - even when he had the gun pointed at your head. How you openly moaned for him, how you willingly did as he said. This wasn't your first time doing this - and he is coming to the realization.

"You see, Shin," Taehyung pulls you up and towards the leather couch. He sits down, you on top of him. You center yourself, his tip at your entrance. You were ready to fuck him, it was all you were ever waiting for. As you sit upon him, you shudder, eyes rolling. As you slowly ride him, Taehyung continues. "while you were busy having an affair with other women, your girlfriend - well, ex now," Taehyung moans, slapping your ass to move faster. "was coming up with ways to get revenge upon you."

Taehyung's hands grip your ass as you bounce against him, pussy clenching. His cock was amazing - the perfect length and girth just for you now. His tongue pokes out to catch a bouncing nipple. 

"And she contacts me in assisting her. And how could I say no to a beauty like this?" Taehyung flips the two of you, him now on top between your legs. He pushes your knees against your shoulders as he pounds into you, skin slapping roughly. "Why don't you tell him?" Taehyung smirks down at you, his eyes on your breast bouncing roughly in reaction to his thrusts. 

You bite your lips. You turn your head to face Shin, the look of betrayal and hurt on your face nearly makes you laugh. But you opt to moan instead. "I was the reason you got robbed." you admit, eyes snapping close. Taehyung seems to go deeper after your confession. "I asked Taehyung to..."

Taehyung pounds into you at a rougher pace, the fact that the truth was almost out amazes him. It makes him want to fuck into you harder and harder each time. "Tell him!" Taehyung hisses. 

"...to kill you." you release a low hiss, feeling your stomach clench. You were cumming, Taehyung driving you over the edge. Or maybe the two of you were just sick, fucking in front of your ex who you begged him to kill while someone named Suga was outside waiting to shoot any moment now. 

"Shit, shit, shit!" you feel yourself cumming now, stomach flipping.

Shin stops himself from moving, the red dot blinging his eyes now. He gulps, feeling the rage pass through him as you rode your high out. "I gave you a better life." he hisses through his teeth. "Your sister gets beat and the other one can't even better herself without my money!" he screams suddenly.

You jump at the sudden scream, Taehyung cumming at the same moment. It was esquisite to hear the anger in Shin's voice - it was a melody. 

Taehyung slips his pants up. He frowns at Shin. "Stop causing a scene." he rolls his eyes. "You're the one who cheated on her. What else was she supposed to do?"

Taehyung points his gun at Shin, turning the safety off. "Get outside and go in my car. You know which one." he commands. "Suga and J-Hope are out there. I'll be seeing you soon, Shin." 

Shin does as he's told, his eyes watching you until he couldn't anymore. Was this what he deserved? To be killed because of the affairs he's done - as if he hasn't cared for you and your situation. He allowed himself to send money to your siblings while they were in need. He bought you luxury items and cars, got you out of your old shitty apartment into a brand new one. 

And now, he was going to die.

"I'll see you later." Taehyung murmurs, his lips on yours. "Remember the plan, right?"

You nod your head, feeling sleepy and satisfied. 

Taehyung smiles. "I'll be back for you."

It wasn't long when Taehyung drove to their destination, Hoseok's own gun to Shin's head. He made it his mission to look in the review mirror at to look at Shin, smirking at how miserable he truly was. And to think all of this because he couldn't be faithful - truly tragic for him.

However, Taehyung had what he desired. You. Were you a little bat shit crazy? Yes, indeed you were. But then again, so was he for agreeing - and so was Jungkook for allowing to go through with it simply because he wanted his own girl. The things a man would do for love.

He stops 30 minutes later, the sky was now dark as he parked outside the apartment complexes, it was quiet and no lights were on besides street lights - it was perfect.

"Your college girlfriend will be expecting you." Taehyung unlocks the door. He removes himself from the car, as does Hoseok, ski masks on. He points his gun at Shin. "Walk." he commands. "Until you're right outside her door."

"Did Y/N force this onto you?" Shin asks. He was already going to die - he mind as well get the information he needed. "You don't need to involve-'

Taehyung pulls the trigger, a bullet flying into the man's stomach. He coughs, dropping to his knees. Luckily they were a few feet from the woman's door - another girlfriend of his that was expecting him soon.

Shin's eyes look up at Taehyung, his eyes glaring down at him through the ski mask he wore. He points his gun once more. "I'll make sure Y/N is in good hands." he assures. "And hopefully, your other affairs find the love they deserve." Taehyung sends another shot into his chest, the blood splattering against the white door.

@silversparkles11

Next | Meet the In-Laws (Part 2 to Public Enemy Pt. 4)

#public enemy #btsmasterlist2022 #btswritersclub #taehyung smut #taehyung x reader #bangtanwritershq #bts mafia au #explicit-tae #bts smut #mafia taehyung #yandere taehyung #bts mafia #meet the in-laws

[dangermousie]

A danmei lover's biased and incomplete het web novel rec list

@mercipourleslivres thanks for inspiring me!

When it comes to Chinese web novels, I mainly read danmei. I tend not to care too much for OP heroine with a hero who dotes on her for no reason as she fights with 14 year olds narratives, nor inner courtyard fights. BUT!!! There are some het web novels I like and so here is my biased and incomplete rec list. Most of these don't have OP heroines, and very little to none courtyard fights.

Before I start, my favorite het web novel authors are: Gong Xinwen, Mo Shu Bai, Peng Lai Ke, and Jiu Lu Fei Xiang. I have yet to read anything bad by them.

Anyway, rec list:

1000 Miles of Bright Moonlight - one of my ultimate favorites, this would make such an epic drama! A smart as hell heroine, a hero who is a monk and a warrior (but also terminally?) ill and such a vivid world and amazing secondary characters (heroine’s brother is possibly my favorite supporting character of all time) and so much angst and happy ending. This has an amazing romance but it’s not romance-centric if it makes sense - ML doesn’t appear for a while. But once he does, it’s worth it!

Accompanying the Phoenix - the one that just got adapted into The Legend of Shen Li, this is high adventure and cottage core and funny and tragic and powerful ML being putty in the hands of capable FL and just EVERYTHING.

Apocalypse Arrival - Gong Xinwen’s novels are made just for me. Her heroines are always powerful as fuck and rescue abused MLs. In this novel, our heroine who lives in the post-apocalyptic world, wakes up right before that apocalypse happens. She forms a survival crew and also rescues ML who has miraculous blood and has been drained of it and is now hunted after the rescue for it. SO GOOD!!!

Black Moonlight Holds the BE Script - so fucked up, so good, with monster hero who learns to love and be human and heroine who learns to love and be human (but from the other side, her tower of perfection.) Much better than the drama which I did enjoy.

The Blue Whisper - the drama was so-so, but the novel is a bona fide angst masterpiece, which really delves into what it feels like to be imprisoned or to love.

Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid - I remember starting this and loving the realistic feel and the heroine and wanting to stab the hero and @mercipourleslivres telling me to be patient. She was right, by the end I was on board with both the hero (who was abused and is rather autistic-coded) and the OTP. Anyway, heroine is a servant who was a concubine in the last life and got killed as part of a rich family’s harem intrigues. In this life, she just wants to keep her head down but her life gets derailed anyway. She gets sold away and eventually made a servant in the household of an exiled prince who takes a fancy to her and she endures it because what choice does she have? All she wanted was to serve out her term and become a small time merchant. This is quite realistic about lack of options for women, especially lower class women or upper class male attitudes (ML is never vicious or mean to FL but it does not initially occur to him to wonder if she fancies him or enjoys being his concubine or w/e.) It is a DELIGHTFUL slow burn tho as they grow to love each other and grow together and become one of the most wholesome cnovel couples out there.

Dandere General and His Lord - hi there, Gong Xinwen! God, I love this one. Heroine transmigrates from modern world into a brutal slave-holding world at war (think something like Warring States era.) Our heroine transmigrates into the body of a noblewoman who just hung herself. When she comes to, she discovers that woman’s twin brother was the ruler of a city poisoned by a rival claimant and the besieging army of said claimant is about to take the city and original occupant of the body and the rest of the family chose suicide as a way to avoid dishonor. Our heroine refuses, schemes with advisors to pass as the brother and rally the troops. Once the invaders are defeated, she keeps on the masquerade and rides off to one of the never-ending wars “she” is summoned to. Our hero couldn’t be farther from this. A slave and a son of a slave, he’s escaped a horrific, starving childhood during which he narrowly avoided being murdered or raped, and ended up in the army. When the story opens, he distinguished himself in battle and as a reward, he and a few of his fellow slave warriors are invited to a banquet, where they are given some alcohol and to be playthings of any nobles who want them. One of them does not survive this but ML is lucky - heroine feels terrible and so “claims” him for herself. Instead she just tends to his wounds and sends him back. She does not fancy him or anything, she is just a human being with a conscience. And the story goes from there.

Demon King's Repayment - another delicious Gong Xinwen tale with a powerful ML dedicated to capable FL. This one is a great fantasy plot (I keep imagining it as an animated series) and a sprawling cast of amazing secondaries (and secondary OTPs - there is, I swear, an OTP that is Dong Hua x Feng Jiu done thru GXW lens) to boot.

Doomed to Be Cannon Fodder - I hesitated to put this one on the list because by the end I was not keen on how misogynistic novel got to original female lead but it was one of my earliest novels and I loved it for 90% and it’s fucking hilarious at times. Heroine transmigrates as bit villainess into a novel, all she wants is not to die, but her new attitude of “pls stay away” catches the attention of her terrifying general husband. Honestly, imo still worth it.

Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir - my n1 novel on this list, smart and fierce and don’t really read this for romance because it does not start until really late, but ice cold heroine x ice cold hero both of equal brains and ruthlessness is everything. I went from loathing the ML to finding him fascinating to adoring him (and yet he softened around the edges only for FL, he never became “nice”) and loved FL throughout; secondaries are epic. If you read only one non-danmei web novel, make it this one.

The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl - my n2 novel on this list. Our heroine is the unlucky laundry maid A’Chou. She is a di daughter of an upperclass family but her family got destroyed in one of the political upheavals of the time and A’Chou, only a small child at the time, was the only survivor and was made an enslaved laundry maid. Due to various events, at the start of the novel she is a laundry maid in a minister’s household and the minister’s beloved daughter is having a fit because she’s supposed to marry the former Crown Prince which may have been great a few years back but Crown Prince had since been deposed, tortured, imprisoned and now is living in the middle of nowhere under conditions that are too meager to be called house arrest. And he’s seriously crippled too. Understandably, the young lady doesn’t want to marry him! She’d rather kill herself and so she does. And so, a desperate plan is hatched - why don’t we pretend the laundry maid is the di daughter of the minister’s household and send her off? And so A’Chu is sent as the bride. She arrives to discover a broke, seriously injured man on the verge of death…and we go from there. This is so gorgeous and tender and slow in just the right way and like AAAAAA! Secondary OTPs (one of which is MM) are also epic.

Futu Tower - the drama (Unchained Love) was a mess but the novel is such a lovely, dark exploration of coming back to life, for the ML from his dark revenge-strewn path and for heroine from not being allowed wishes of her own. She is a tribute bride, he’s a (fake) eunuch, they are both servants who use themselves to achieve goals and find peace and happiness together.

The Grand Princess - a tale where both members of the OTP reincarnate as their younger selves after killing each other in their 50s, and get a new start, this is smart and slow and so good in portraying old souls in young bodies. Their rediscovery of not just each other but themselves and their passion for living is just AAAAAA!

Heroine Saves Gentleman - Gong Xinwen novel so we have a tough martial artist lady saving a very upper class scholar and it goes from there. If elegant gorgeous ML being saved and protected (and lovingly dommed) by awesome FL is your bag, pls come right in.

Husband Be a Gentleman - schemer meet schemer. He’s an idle prince she’s perfect daughter, in reality both are wolves out for blood. Mmmm. Very OTP gets together early and is us against the world.

I’ll Be the Male Lead’s Sister in Law - one of my all time favorite novels. Heroine is made to marry a disabled nephew of the emperor. He used to be a victorious god of war but went mad and now is basically locked away and kept as a beast. GOD I LOVE THIS NOVEL SO MUCHHHHH! So much hurt/comfort and awesome OTP and after he eventually recovers, all he wants to do is to fight and murder things and dote on wifey. MMM. He’s honestly one of my fave MLs.

I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating - if you have a Florence Nightingale complex, this is for you. Heroine wakes up as tribute bride to an almost dead dragon lord and slowly nurses him back to life as his rivals try to murder him. They are both utter adorable babies!

Let the Villain Go - another Gong Xinwen novel, this and Apocalypse Arrivals are AUs of each other. Heroine is surviving in the apocalypse, ML is the “bugbear” of the world but in reality just reacting to all abuse and torture and after she accidentally saves him, devotes himself. Fun fun fun!

Long Wind Crossing - Amazing ML and FL who grow together, clever plot, arranged marriage to love etc etc. Oh, and one point he feeds her his blood to keep her alive, what’s not to love? (Adapted into Chang Feng Du/Destined)

Lost You Forever - this is a short but delicately wistful tale of trauma and loss and love, wrapped in a high fantasy setting but so relatable despite it.

Love In Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant - so so fucked up in the best way! ML cannot live with OR without heroine. It opens on them banging in jail night before her execution (ordered by him) with corpses of men he killed for trying to defile her cooling nearby. If you want healthy relationships with respectful boundaries, gentle and considerate male leads who are modern men in period clothes, OP heroines who have everyone help them and are OP to the max, fluff and wholesomeness, that is about the worst book for you.If you want complexity, dysfunction, darkness, pain and an absolutely lyrical even if fucked up story, come right IN!!!!I am so fucking in love with the melancholy heroine, with ruthless psycho hero and the endless regret and devotion and paaaaain!

The Marquis Is Innocent - our heroine is a beautiful woman married to a warlord who hates her family. (Yes, this was gonna be The Prisoner of Beauty until SZE tax scandal.) Except she's a transmigrator from the future who knows how it ended last time around and has no interest to end up this tragically. This is in my top 5 - FL is smart but believably so (and doesn't have super battle powers) and ML is a believable period warlord. The way their relationship develops so gradually and the way his character changes so gradually as well (and the way they slowly fall in love, her slower than him) is just amazing. It is such a smart, nuanced, gorgeous slow burn. With some gonzo sex scenes :P

Mulberry Song - you like tragic endings? Come right IN! This is short and heartbreaking and wistful and very what-if.

Nightfall (Ever Night) - so long but also so smart and unusual and bloody and tho it’s not primarily a romance, you will never see another ML who loves his FL as much as Ning Que does his Sang Sang. 

Offering Salted Fish to Master - in some ways, this novel is a mess, but I am recommending it because this is a rare example of "nope he's 100% a villain and murderdude and odd, but he does love the heroine" that the author commits to.

Pihanjin - yet another awesome PLK novel, this is once again, like with Marquis, a ruthless man and a beautiful woman getting a second chance on a second go-around. FL is a lot more wounded this time around though. If you LOVE watching ML grovel and slowly, gradually win FL over, this one is for you.

Princess Agents - a dark tale with an incredibly competent and militarily powerful/ruthless heroine and two terrifying men who love her (but neither is as terrifying as she is.) There is an OTP switch halfway through that shockingly makes sense and it's just SO SO GOOOOOOOD

Rebirth of the Malicious Empress of Military Lineage - this is probably the one “typical” novel on this list, heroine is reborn as her youngest self and gets revenge on those who wronged her last time around. It is really really well-written and heroine is competent, hero is doting and powerful etc. It’s not a trope I tend to love but I do when it’s done THIS well.

Rebirth of the Tyrant’s Pet: Regent Prince is Too Fierce: Borgias cnovel style! Our heroine was empress in last life and put her husband on the throne tho he did not love her. However, he had her executed and had his half-brother carry out the orders and heroine died horrifically. She opens her eyes and she’s a little girl again. The OTP this time around is heroine and half-brother executioner. Why do I love it? Heroine is smart and tough but also this is a rare rebirth novel where heroine does NOT decide to seek revenge for past life wrongs because they haven’t happened yet! In fact, she sees ML abused and stands up for him because he’s a kid and no kid should be mistreated and this go around he hasn’t done anything wrong. She also gets and likes her former life husband. Anyway, this is fakecest galore because she’s supposed to be their half-sister and while she knows (from past life) she is not, they do not and fall for her anyway. ML is especially gonzo, at one point carving chunks of his flesh to save her. He’s feral and unhinged and she’s the one person he worships because she protected him and like - it’s all awesome. (I love secondary ML too.)

Reborn to Love Lord Qiansui - yes, this is a eunuch novel! If you like gender tropes reversals, this one is for you. Heroine is a tough martial artist, hero is a smart as hell and powerful eunuch. A real eunuch. Heroine finds out she owes him her life and decides to protect him. This is a total delight and an awesome love story between two really scarred people. And yes, there is sex - heroine literally reads manuals on pegging :P

Return of the Swallow - so freaking long! But really good. Heroine is neither transmigrator nor reincarnator, just a smart period woman. She is a lost family daughter taken back in. Her father is a minister in a dying empire (father-daughter relationship is one of the best things in this novel), her OTP is enemy general, and the smartness and the awesomeness of this all knows no bounds.

Seven Unfortunate Lifetimes - probably the wackiest JLFX novel I read, this is quite different from Love You Seven Times drama that was adapted from it. Our deity protagonists go through a bunch of lives figuring out they fancy each other. It's light like a souffle but just as delicious.

To Be a Virtuous Wife - some people prefer 8 treasures trousseau but I never warmed up to that one. This one is so good, with smart people (who actually enjoy sex, a ratity) and a perfect mix of plot and romance.

Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator - my very first web novel. A lot lighter than a lot of the ones on this list but a total delight. Heroine transmigrates into a novel as the heroine; she has no interest in drama or chasing true love, she just wants to live a nice life with her nice husband. Too bad for her, her husband has reincarnated into his younger self and remembers how she betrayed him, so is not interested. This one is funny and light and romance doesn’t start till late on but a total delight!

Wishing You Eternal Happiness - this is tied with Dreamer as my favorite het web novel ever though it couldn’t be more different from Dreamer, with its hard-edged and hard-souled protagonists ruthlessly cleaving their way to the world and, eventually, each other, its smart cynical air. Except in one thing - the world of Wishing is just as bloody and dark. Its two protagonists are gentle, deeply wounded souls who may find salvation in each other but even something as basic as safety almost seems out of reach.

Jliafu, our heroine, is neither a modern-day transmigrator, nor some exotic princess or demoness. She is very much a period woman of her time, from a weathy merchant clan, whose beauty is her curse. You can tell the novel’s tone from that utterly bleak opening chapter where she, a favorite concubine of a capricious dying emperor, is ordered to be buried alive with him and is not even given the “grace” of white silk but slowly suffocates in the coffin, scrabbling at the lid. There is no grand threats of vengeance on her part, not dramatic opera events. Just despair and death. The whole introductory chapter is haunted by emotional ghosts - the empress’ unrequited love for the monster on the imperial bed (turning into desire for Jiafu’s suffering after he dies), the emperor slowly dying in his prime after waging too many wars, and his fear of being haunted by Pei Youan, a brilliant if sickly minister who died of illness long ago on one of imperial campaigns. There is no triumph for anyone, only loss.

When she wakes up as still a young woman, all she wants is to escape the same fate. There are no plans for power or revenge, only a desire for survival. And so she latches on asking for help from Pei Youan, the only man in her past go-around who showed any consideration and desire and ability to protect her, though he barely knew her. Pei Youan is probably my favorite het web novel ML. Despite his brains and ability, he drifts through life. In modern terms, he clearly has depression. One of the biggest, best joys of the novel is watching these two very good, very quiet, very wounded people discover happiness and love with each other. I sort of want to cry just thinking about it, tbh.

The Yandere Came During the Night - a bit of fluff that’s oddly delightful. Heroine is reborn as a (fake) sister of ML, she hurts her legs saving him and the “siblings” form a bond that ends up in fakecest delight. They are both smart and efficient and he becomes a sexy marquis etc.

#cnovel #rec list #the yandere came during the night #accompanying the phoenix #wishing you eternal happiness #to be a virtuous wife #transmigrator meets reincarnator #seven unfortunate lifetimes #i'll be the male lead's sister in law #return of the swallow #husband be a gentleman #apocalypse arrival #counterattack of the cannon fodder chambermaid #Reborn to Love Lord Qiansui #Rebirth of the Tyrant’s Pet: Regent Prince is Too Fierce #princess agents #rebirth of the malicious empress of military lineage #pihanjin #offering salted fish to master #the grand princess #mulberry song #nightfall #ever night #the marquis is innocent #long wind crossing #lost you forever #Love In Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant #let the villain go #I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating #futu tower

[formosusiniquis]

There's something about the idea that every adult that spends more than ten minutes alone with Steve Harrington is instantly enamored with him 

The King Steve era house parties don't get broken up by the cops anymore. Steve is too far from his nearest neighbors for a noise complaint and the cops who would do it like Steve. They know they don't have to worry about any underage drinking and driving incidents after a Steve Harrington party because anyone who doesn't have a DD just crashes at the Harrington place, it's not like they have to worry about getting out of there before his parents get home.

His teachers can't help but let certain things slide. Excusing a middle school Steve's tardiness, the Harrington house is such a long bike ride away from the school and the bus route doesn't reach the grounds of Loch Nora. High School Steve's grades are average at best and his attention drifts, but his questions if poorly worded are insightful at heart and if you catch him away from the friends he tries too hard to keep he's polite and willing to spend time discussing his school work. By senior year they're excusing his tardiness again, they all know he has to swing by the middle school on his way over; and his forgetfulness too, two concussions in as many years it's a wonder he's not worse.

Joyce Byers, who by all accounts should hate this boy who fought her son and belittled her family, already has a snag in her armor thinking about a little boy who used to bike to Melvalds all alone for more milk and the sugar dusted cereal his mother didn't like him to have. Has her walls damaged by Jonathan coming home with a Christmas present they both know Nancy Wheeler even in her middle class glory couldn't afford. Has the adoption papers ready to be notarized when that same little boy, just a little bit bigger, offers to cart her Will around town since he knows she and Jon are busy and he has nothing better to do; really, and Will is the only one that ever says please or thank you.

Hopper, who largely left the everyday police work to the other officers, didn't interact with Steve much until the Upside Down business started. He's ready to add Harrington to the list of kids he'd die to protect the second the bloodstained boy cracks open a bleary eye from the Byers' sofa. Concussed and happy for it since it meant the youngest ones were safe.

Claudia Henderson has decided that the law has little to do with family. She's seen too many young men in the hospital grieving loved ones they can't see while parents who don't care make decisions for the dying. Steve Harrington is hers now has been since he did her Dusty's hair. The Sinclairs only let Erica roam the mall on her own on days they know Steve is working. They know no matter what Erica and Lucas promise the two of them aren't staying together. There's something rotten in Hawkins, and the kids don't whisper as quietly as they think they do. They know there's something they are missing, but they don't need to know everything to know they can trust the boy who put himself bodily in front of their child to protect him. Karen still occasionally mourns the loss of Steve as a son-in-law but the fact that he still drives Mike around even on his surliest days, she couldn't ask for more.

Wayne Munson lasted the longest. A product of night shifts and a powerful wariness around anyone whose tax bracket exceeds his by more than one jump. But he knows the kind of skittish that Steve is, remembers an eight year old boy with eyes he hadn't grown into who used to skitter away from a sharp tongue or raised hand just the same. Even then all it takes is sitting next to Steve on a rare night off, the game fuzzing in and out on the TV, listening to him softly explain the rules of it all to his boy relating it back to the ones of that dragon game Eddie likes so much and he's gone. Steve's a hard worker, a wage slave as much as Wayne these days, seems wrong to begrudge him just cause the house he's kept at is a little bigger than theirs. There are worse boys to have as future in-laws, even if he is a Cubs fan.

The only person who doesn't seem to get the memo is Richard Harrington. So rarely around his own son he isn't swept up in the charm. Richard and Stephanie Harrington make their way back to Hawkins, unannounced on a Tuesday. The sleepy morning hours are still lingering when they make their way into the house, through the foyer, and onto the kitchen; following the sounds of crooning oldies. Richard has long thought his son a disappointment, too lazy to get into college and too spoiled to leave home, catching him dancing around the kitchen like a fairy with some trailer trash punk is really the last straw. He lets the wife he wishes he didn't have make some asinine comment to this freak that's in his kitchen, and turns to the child he never wanted to say, "I want you out, I won't have a queer living under my roof."

Stephanie and that long haired bastard both rear back like they've been slapped. While Richard is forced to watch as the son he's neglected straightens up, every ounce the man every other adult on Hawkins has watched him become, look him in the eye and say, "It's not your house, it never was. Grandpa Otis left it to me. So if you've got a problem with me or my fucking boyfriend, you can get out of my house. Looks like you're already packed."

That empty house gets emptier as Richard, alone, takes the furniture he paid for and the clothes that lingered in the closet; but it's quickly filled with the hand-me-downs of everyone who has ever fallen for that Harrington charm. They're all too happy to help Steve fill what's his.

#steve harrington #stranger things #stranger things fic #steddie #steve harrington hc #wayne munson #joyce byers #chief hopper #jim hopper #steve harrington's parents #i find steves mom to be fascinating and i genuinely think she really loves her son #i think she saw her boy happy in the kitchen with eddie and immediately wanted to meet him #maybe made a comment about eddies hair like mother like son #i think theyre relationship is extremely complicated but i think push come shove her son will always beat her husband #i couldnt think of a good way to work the buckleys in here but they also think steve would be an excellent son in law

[minniiaa]

Switch/LuLawLu has become my favorite ship dynamic because it perfectly showcases the multiple sides of both of their personalities (when done correctly).

Bottom Law is whiny and pathetic and secretly loves getting his insides rearranged by the guy who drives him crazy in every way possible. He finally stops being a cranky bitch for once and accepts his unrelenting affection. Top Law is a brat-taming cocky bastard who wants nothing more than to finally shut Luffy up with his cock and pushes him to his absolute limit purely because he's spiteful that Luffy doing it to him all the time.

Meanwhile, Bottom Luffy is a masochist who likes it when Law gets rough takes out all his frustrations on him, and begs for more and more. He loves watching Law finally accept how much he wants him instead of trying to hide it like he usually does. Top Luffy is equally a pleasure glutton and has inhuman stamina. Even if Law complains afterward, Luffy loves that he always lets him fuck him until neither of them can move anymore and Law feels like he's dying.

#get you a man who can do both #pillow princess meets mentally unstable law #freak in the sheets meets hungry mofo luffy #if i had to pick a second fave it'd be lulaw tho #lawlu often treats luffy as way too much of a child idk #one piece #law #trafalgar law #luffy #lawlu #lulawlu #lulaw #law x luffy #lawlu fanfiction #lawluffy #trafalgar d water law #monkey d luffy

[krasytoonz]

Strawberry Ice Cream Soda-Pop or something like That!

#I love how Barnaby sounds EXACTLY like how I imagined him to Sound! And Howdy’s voice too! It’s so so Great! #and their Interactions.. OH MAN! I CANT believe I would say this But I ship them EVEN MORE #Everytime I replay that Audio of Howdy and Barnaby talking about Family and all I just think to Myself ‘they’re such a Lovely Duo’ #and then Howdy says something About meeting Barnaby’s mom and I just Ascended to Nirvana because you see #It’s Him meeting his Mother in Law and in my Head they’re Married #AND IT’S KILLING ME INSIDE BECAUSE I KNOW ITS ALL PLATONIC BUT I CAN’T HELP BUT SHIP THEM MORE NOW #LIKE THE CHEMISTRY IS DJKSMSMXMX LETS JUST ADMIT IT THEYRE CUTE TOGETHER #welcome home puppet show #welcome home #barnaby x howdy #howdy x barnaby #beaglepillar #laughingstock #welcome home fanart #welcome home arg #welcome home project #fanart #barnaby b beagle #barnaby b. beagle #krasytoonz #barnaby Beagle #wally darling #welcome home barnaby #welcome home howdy #welcome home Wally #my beloved OTP they ARE SO SO SO CUTE