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marknee · 1 year

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bts fanfics i personally think shakespeare would lose his job over in the 1500’s.

chapter i. ✷ chapter ii.

KEYS ON SEVERITY OF SHAKESPEARE’S STATE:

( ✮ ) — poor sod is on the floor. perhaps it’s shock?

( ♬ ) — he’s jealous he didn’t write this himself. well, it sucks to suck, mate.

( ✎ ) — currently handing him a tissue. give him a second.

( ♛ ) — both him and i lost our jobs. her majesty is ruthless.

THE SHAKESPEARE SERIES.

WARNING: keep in mind, some of these authors are very strict on the rule that no minors should read their work if they’re underage, and i will honour that. but, at the end of the day, i am not your parent. so, there’s that. but heed my warning wisely. any smut or 18+ content is highlighted in bold.

NOTE: without further ado, this are the fanfics that i think would cause shakespeare to lose his job: the first of many essays. let’s bring the guy to his knees. metaphorically.

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( ♛ ) THE BODYGUARD — by @rmnamjoons

!! bodyguard!namjoon x reader | 62.9k !!

bodyguard au, romance, smut, fake dating, slight angst if you squint, lil bit of violence.

firstly, we’re starting off strong. i present to you, the mother of all namjoon fanfics. and she’s a bad bitch. tbh, i feel like this fic needs a moment of silence just to relish in her glory. soak it all up. it’s essential.

this fic genuinely had me gobsmacked at how incredibly written it is. it delves into every detail and no aspect of the story is left dry. you can tell the author put their everything into creating this world you just submerge into. and it shows.

the world building is amazing, the characters are so thought out, and it feels like you’re just on this adventure with them and discovering their story as it plots out.

also, the build up to the smut? out of this world. that’s one thing i love about this fic: it doesn’t feel rushed. everything is very spaced out and takes it’s sweet time, so when you get to the chocolately nut of the ferrero rocher, it’s like gold and well earned. and you can enjoy it.

honestly, it’s been months since i read this and i think about it every day. i did do some research (for my own peace of mind) and this fic is longer than the perks of being a wallflower. and is it better? yes. sorry not sorry.

this work of art deserves to be read and loved. and i rest my case, your honour.

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( ✎ ) UNTIL THE LAST STAR FALLS — by @minniepetals

!! underworld lords!bts x shield!reader | 44.4k !!

reincarnation!au, poly!au, gods!au, unrequited love, minor character death, car accidents.

quick question — for science — how does one happen to lose all their memories without any sustaining any internal or external injuries? because the things i would do to read this again for the first time. and i do not use those words lightly.

this was my first ever ‘longer’ written fic. and if i’m being honest, i never really liked to read them because i have the attention span of a goat. but this fic lures you in from the very start and time slips away like smoke. to say, it definitely left its mark on me.

it’s so brilliantly written and you feel connected to the characters both mind and soul. you want the best for them, you want to save them, you actually want to crawl into the pages (or screen) and fucking help them out. and that sold it to me, i think. just the sheer love for these characters.

i balled when i read the last few sentences. i didn’t want it to end. i think i finished it at three in the morning and sent a voice note of me crying to my friend. tmi? well, now on my christmas list is 7 hot boys in the underworld who would risk their everything for me. and i, them.

worth every single second. trust.

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( ♬ ) WARM THIS WINTER — by @jamaisjoons

!! seokjin x reader ft. ex-boyfriend jungkook | 51.6k !!

christmas!au, vacation!au, angst, fluff, smut (18+).

one thing about solaris, is she never misses. if i could, i think i’d recommend every fanfic she ever put out, but that’s too much effort for me when you could simply click her masterlist. so, i’ll wait here for you to do that. make sure you come back though.

love. sure, there are hundreds- perhaps, thousands of fics on this app about it. so what makes this one different? well, that’s just it. the sorrowful honesty of love. knowing when it’s over, and when it’s blooming in the midst.

i’ve never been in love, but frankly, this fic really spelt it out for me. the pain, the joy, the lingering memories after everything is said and done. it’s all there. and it really settles in your heart as you near the end.

this work pulled on every single heartstring of mine, stamped on them, and then proceeded to sew anew for the future to bring its own miseries. and i enjoyed it more than i can say (or type).

give this a read if you need just that bit of spark in your life. and that bit of sadness, too.

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( ✮ ) STRIKE A CHORD — by @snackhobi

!! yoongi x reader | 15.8k !!

smut (18+), pianist!yoongi.

i don’t know what it is about this fic, but i come back to it whenever it pops up in my mind during my day. i’ll immediately unlock my phone and open this app, knowing i’ll feel better when the last word is read. and i feel content.

the atmosphere in this fic, if i may, feels as though you’re trapped in a warm, safe bubble with hazed music in the distance and soft light spilling through the thin layer of the bubble— not too dark, but enough to make you feel drowsy and peaceful. perhaps that’s why i return to it so often. i like how it makes me feel.

yoongi as an artist is already enough to make a person swoon, but as a pianist? i need a lie down. a cold towel to the head. just the whole characterisation of him in this fic needs a whole separate essay in itself, but you’ll understand my point when you read it.

forever a comfort fic, i think. and forever a comfort person. double whammy. case closed.

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( ✎ ) THE END — by @jimlingss

!! seokjin x reader | 31k !!

fifty percent fluff, fifty percent angst, loosely inspired by to all the boys i’ve loved before.

i say this with my whole chest: i have never underestimated the amount of emotions you can experience during a fanfic, until i read the end— both literally and metaphorically. shock horror.

this fanfic takes you through the adventure of the reader learning of what her future would commence if she were to marry either one of the six members. best part? she’s led through this rollercoaster journey by the ghost of kim seokjin.

first impression to such an offer? sign me the fuck up. i mean, what more could you ask for? however my final impression went a bit more on the lines of what the fuck just happened. very different ends of the spectrum, if you ask me.

i decided to hand both shakespeare and i a tissue after this great piece of art was finished because not only was i sobbing, he was on the floor knowing his romance play of pericles could never live up to such an incredible story.

this fic was a rollercoaster i would be delighted to get onto for another ride.

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( ✎ ) A UNIVERSE TO YOU — by @readyplayerhobi

!! soulmate!hoseok x reader | 41k !!

fluff, angst, smut (18+), soulmates!au.

shakespeare once said (according to google), “it is not in the stars to hold our destiny, but in ourselves,” and if this fic wasn’t a soulmate!au, i think i would’ve agreed in some sorts. but as it is, in fact, a soulmate!au, i’m obliged to disagree. it was destiny i read this fic, hand on heart.

i was not expecting this fic to hit me in the feels as hard as it did. as you can tell by the other works listed in this essay of recommendations, soulmate!au’s come up a lot. and with a lot of the same plots flying around on this app, it’s hard to make one stand out. but this author definitely has a gift.

everything was so richly created it made you feel full. of wonder, of love, and of want. it made you crave it for yourself. and that’s what i love about this fic. it just makes you feel… good. and with the unfortunates of life currently, it’s one to get your head stuck in for some temporary relief.

dream soulmate? he’s right here, people. just enjoy the story and all the feels that float around your body. go on.

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( ✮ ) BUNNY — by @btssmutgalore

!! jungkook x fem!reader | 46.5k !!

non-idol!au, camboy!jk, friends to lovers, smut, angst.

let’s start here: never judge a book by its cover. a quote by george eliot going all the way back to the 19th century, and one i would use to describe this series as a whole, and my first impressions towards it.

this series, although unfinished (i think), has exceeded my expectations of a good smut outlined by a good plot. the best of both worlds, if you might. i came out of this series deeply in awe of the writing and the clear imagery the author manages to create within your own mind.

additionally, bunny was the beginning for me in learning about the world of camboys and camgirls(?), but i was greatly surprised. often, people are unkind to the new and stick to what they’re accustomed to, afraid of what the unknown might bring — me, included.

but, i’m glad i took the risk because i received three great things in return: a beautiful fanfic, knowledge of something that was foreign to me, and an author whose work i admire and shall be returning to in the future.

perhaps what i’m getting at is this could be a lesson to all. take a risk of something unknown because who knows? maybe something great will come out of it, and you’ll learn something. i did.

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( ♬ ) SEOUL UNDERGROUND — by @hunniejimins (ao3)

!! namjoon x jungkook x f!reader | 300k !!

mafia!au, enemies to lovers, violence, slow burn, love triangles, mob boss!namjoon, smut, heavy angst.

it’s ironic really. i found this work by someone else’s recommendation, and now i’m passing on the favour and recommending it to you, dear reader. it’s funny how the world works.

this work is the perfect balance of fantasy and reality and i love it. you’re hit with the beauty and clouded haze of love before being smacked back into the world at the realisation the very person you’re in love with, is a mafia mob boss and his killer mate. a real fun-sponge, i tell ‘ya.

nevertheless, this book kept me up early morning and late evening reading. it keeps you hooked, wanting, and hungry for more.

it’s nothing less of a masterpiece.

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( ✎ ) CREAM AND SUGA — by @snackhobi

!! yoongi x barista f!reader | 14.8k !!

coffee shop!au, barista!au, fluff, nfsw (18+).

@snackhobi is mentioned twice on this list. though, can you blame me? it’s just a good thing shakespeare and this author don’t exist in the same century. it would be absolute carnage but nobody is ready for that conversation.

this author has a talent of portraying yoongi in the most irresistible way possible. i swear, i fall in love with him all over again reading. i wish you understood.

the whole misunderstanding section made me laugh because haven’t we all been there? the crushing pain and overwhelming guilt of having a crush on someone you can’t have. it’s all too real, seriously. been there, done that (unfortunately).

especially having the holidays just past, this is a perfect fic for a warm evening in, while the coldness of winter storms past outside. such a cute fic. love, love, love!

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( ♛ ) LOST AND FOUND — by @taleasnewastime

!! seokjin x reader | 21.2k !!

strangers to lovers, fluff, angst, sfw.

everyone says they have a fanfic that changed them, whether they’re being hyperbolic or brutally honest. and in my case, it’s a matter of both latter and former.

a couple months ago, i reached what i thought was rock bottom regarding my mental state and i took to my imagination to save me from the daily hell of my own mind. and this book was one i never really forgot about.

everything this author wrote within this fic was honest, heartfelt and very, very real. from the way you don’t just go up after going through something, but fall occasionally and sometimes feel as though you’re back at square one, to the way that there definitely is hope in the dark moments, and a light at the end of the tunnel. albeit a very faint one.

it comforted me in a way and reminded me of what i thought to be lost. fruitless, even. but sometimes, it’s books like these that open our eyes to things we’ve forgotten during times of turmoil: the simple goodness of life. and of people.

“if you’re going through hell, keep going.” winston churchill.

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( ✮ ) CANDYLAND — by @honeymoonjin

!! seokjin x reader ft. elf!jk | 13k !!

thriller, angst, fantasy, husband!jin, some cursing.

my mother is the biggest thriller fan. not that you needed to know that, but she is. and she’s not ashamed of it either. she’ll let you know if she’s reading a really good thriller in the moment. trust me, you’ll know.

me? not so much. i’m more of a sappy, hopeless romance, happy ending kind-of-sod — if you haven’t already guessed from this list. but there’s a reason this fic is on the list, too.

this fic genuinely kept me on the edge of my seat- uh, bed. the secrets of what darkness lingered behind the happy exterior of this adventure trip gripped my eyes to the screen, and lord, was it worth it.

throw a bit of husband!seokjin in there too? what more could you want! and written by @honeymoonjin? what a win.

let’s just say after this fic i added a few other thrillers to my basket. and happily reported to my mum i was a changed woman. okay, i’m exaggerating, but you get my point. it was incredible.

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( ✎ ) LILY LUCK — by @gguksgalaxy

!! yoongi x reader | 10.7k !!

soulmates!au, angst, fluff if u squint, very slight implicit sexual content, anxiety.

although this fic may be the shortest on the list, do not underestimate its power. it is still as mighty as the others— perhaps, even more so.

i think the main emotion i want to hone into concerning this fanfic is compassion. it sinks into your bones and surrounds your entire being like a unwanted hug. and you can’t even stop it.

the author does a good job of making you feel intense compassion for the reader — who so desperately wants to meet her soulmate. which makes the ending that much more satisfying.

this is for those who’re lonely, need a pick up, or those who’re hopeless romantics and believe in love belonging to fate, such as myself.

“expectation is the root of all heartache.” william shakespeare. talking of the devil, he would definitely cry over this fic. either of bubbling emotions, or the fact he didn’t write it himself. sucks really. for him, not for me.

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ughgoaway · 3 months

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my favourite fics and writers

hi, y'all!! so I've decided that this year, I want to be more appreciative of all the amazing content we have on this app, and thank the writers providing it. this was inspired by Lily (lastnightwaskindofablur) who shared how long it took her to write her series, and it made me realise how much time and love are poured into these fics.

so this list is basically everyone im following, and my favourite piece of writing from them! I don't think I've forgotten anyone, but if I have IM SO SORRY!! if I am following you- I'm obsessed with you.

anyway, so sorry for tagging 1000 people but I love and appreciate you all so much!!

(so much rambling below the cut)

@64yrsold; “aches” is amazing and “wintering” is heartbreaking in the best way. Also, all of their one-shots are just amazing, I could read them over and over again!!

@abiiors; is not only one of the nicest people on this app (and maybe the world) but also one of the most talented writers. so so many amazing fics that honestly, don't even get me started on bc I will talk for HOURS. but “haunt//bed” is one fic I can't stop coming back to. And “Three’s a Party” is… mind-numbingly good, it actually made me scream into a pillow when I read it for the first time. Vee also creates all the amazing 75 Tumblr activities so really she is to thank for SO MUCH content on here!! one of the kindest people I know, and I feel so lucky to call her my friend :)))

@yourtouchismidas; “ruins” was one of the first fics that had me checking AO3 every day for updates. truly heartbreaking and all-encompassing. and all the blurbs from it are also amazing. The dad! Matty content mixed with the angst is just so well done.

@shinycollarboneapologist; was the blog where I started rambling and sharing ideas, so she is to thank for all the friends I've made on here!!! The Taylor verse is PHENOMENAL and “illicit affairs” is a fav. but “clandestine” has invaded my brain so much I literally dream about it regularly... so I have to say that's my no.1

@imagine-that-100; I first discovered her series "Drunk” on ao3 and then promptly binged everything on her masterlist (multiple times...) “Chicken Shop Date” is just a masterpiece (she and her co-writer are AMAZING on this and I will ramble about her later), but my personal fav is “truth serum”. I have probably read that fic about 50 times over and I love it just as much every time!!!

@heyidkyay; I first read “Who Can Say No to Bridezilla?” and became obsessed on ao3. but then I found them on Tumblr and was completely sucked into "I guess I'll take this pain, instead of your name" which is quite possibly the best George series on here. so much character building and back story, and overall just a phenomenal fic.

@justlikemebutsixfootthree; has some of the best smut on this app,” The Birthday Party” is probably my most re-read because it is just an absolute masterpiece. but “insane” and “direction” are also both amazing.

@imightgetbetter; was one of the first blogs I discovered on here, and I fell in love with the whole “Love It If We Made It” series. such an amazing development of a relationship and their writing is AMAZING. but my absolute favourites have to be “Bets are off” and “I love dilfs.”

@butyou-callmewhenyourebored; has such good Ross content all around, truly providing for the Ross girlies!!! but the Leeds au blurb 1 is my fav from them!

@drivelikeiido; has some beautiful fluff, and I just love the way they write Matty. but (not so) important decisions just make my heart warm like nothing else!!!

@toomuchracket; my beloved mads!! the fun wine aunt of 1975 Tumblr. I mean I could talk for 17 pages about my love for all of her au's... birthday party is the perfect supportive husband, d-word is the best slutty old man content on this app lol and flatmate is the friends-to-lovers content we all yearn for. asking me to choose my favourite Mads fic is like choosing a favourite child, but right now it has to be totally wrecked. I think that has altered my brain chemistry in an indescribable way… (edit; since writing this she has put out possibly my no.1 fic of all time, “and this is how it starts” so I just had to mention how much I fucking adore it)

@lottiecrabie; I mean... what else is there to even say about Lottie other than she is one of the best writers I have ever read. truly the mother of 1975 Tumblr. “rockstar girlfriend” and “pray for my soul” both have such special places in my heart, but anatomy au locked a new section in my brain fr. that little loser lives in my head rent free!!!

@tillthelandslide; is so so kind and has some amazing series I would recommend to EVERYONE. “insufferable asshole” is one of my absolute favourites, I love a grovelling man what can I say!!! but “Same for You” has me flipping sides every chapter, I still can't choose if I'm team Ross or team Matty.

@lastnightwaskindofablur; what more can I sat about the whole ATPOAIM universe other than it is quite literally phenomenal. the amount of time and effort poured into the Brittany Jackson universe is so clear by how amazing each fic and blurb is. my absolute favourite thought is "Christmas isn't cancelled (just you.)" from the 12 days of Christmas. it is easily one of my favourite fics I've read!!! She is also the whole inspiration behind this list and made me realise how important thanking your favourite writers really is.

@cowboylor; ohmyLORD the smut on this blog is just... wowowoowowowow. actually made me nervous to attempt smut because of how good theirs is. "Cabin Fever" is probably my favourite, I love a good threesome fic.

@alovesreading; the other half of the JAW DROPPING series that is “Chicken Shop Date”. the hours that have been put into that fic are so clear in how well thought out it is. every word feels purposefully placed, and every chapter fucking HITS. A also writes amazing fics for Alex Turner and is slowly making me an Alex girlie just by how good her writing is...

@bookish-strawberry; such such good fics in the "You and Me Till the End Universe". Ambrose has just created such loveable characters and you can't help but adore his writing. “alleyway” pt 1 and 2 are my favourites, I do love some fwb content.

@hypersonic04; her teacher Ross universe is just great, every blurb and fic just radiates the love between the characters that she has created!! but my absolute favourite fic of hers has to be "Tis the damn season", it somehow made me love one of my favourite songs even more.

@cows-wearing-my-sweater; has some amazing one-shots, and his work on “Eternal Summer” is absolutely beautiful. she manages to make you feel the warmth of summer through a screen, and it's fucking beautiful.

@poisonmedaddy13; Ross girlies do I have the blog for YOU. so much good Ross-tent, but my all-time favourite is the “Mirrorball” series. As someone who HEAVILY relates to that song, that fic is just... so so real and amazing. every chapter is just as good as the last, if not better!

@cryley; her “Petichor” series is just fluffy perfection, I have probably read it over 10 times and will 1000% be reading it at least 10 more...

@thefrontofmymind; has so many great matty fics/imagines, “Helping Hand” jumps out easily as my favourite though. Once again, friends with benefits is ALWAYS gonna slap. especially when they confess their feelings at the end!!!! ahhh so good. “Proof Positive” is such a good Ross fic, if you like pregnancy fics I would HIGHLY recommend it.

@uramilf; did the 12 days of Christmas last year, and every day was amazing!!! But £The Record Shop” is my favourite series from her, love and music combined are too perfect for me not to adore.

@3terna15unshin3; Marcey's fic "then because she goes" had me refreshing ao3 DAILY. este is such a well-rounded and beautiful character, her and Matty's love makes me so lovesick it's CRAZY. that whole series is my favourite, and my fav blurb from that universe is Toothbrush. Este and Matty are so beloved by me <333

@because-she-goes; has an amazing universe with Matty and an OC that I adore, Nora is such a lovely character and every fic about them makes me giddy. "black lace" and "Summer Girl" are my favourites of their fics though!

@theseventyfive; has such a way with words, every fic makes me giggle and kick my feet. but if you saw my tags on my reblog of "not so secret Santa" you know how deeply I adore that fic. the writing on it is beautiful and makes you feel warm somehow??? amazing.

@wrongendofurcigarette; George girlies it's your time to shine!!!! "sun-soaked" and "wet" swirl in my mind whenever I see a pic of George looking... particularly good. but recently she has created an actress reader au that I am BUZZING for. that little snippet was... wowowowowowowow

@automaticllamacycle; OLIVE!!!!! once again, such a nice and genuine human being and I am so so lucky to chat with her because she is the best hypeman EVER. and is amazing to bounce ideas off of. just such a kind person and I am blessed to scream to her over DM. her coffee shop AU might be my most-read fic ever. it was my daily routine at one point to wake up, go to AO3 and read that fic. when part 2 came out???? I DIEDDDDDDD. but also all of olives horny thoughts are... MUWAH chefs kiss.

@red---moon; "after party" is another fic I read regularly on ao3, sleepy matty after a party with flirting and then smut??? hellooooo yes please. also, “Souvenir” as a series is just amazing, so so so good.

@maxverstappensflatbrim; “show me yours” is such a beautiful universe, and has SO MANY CHAPTERS for you to become obsessed with. I just love every character in that universe, and Mac’s writing is amazing.

@justanamesstuff; “All I Need” is such an amazing series, and I would recommend it to anyone who loves Dad! Matty content!! But all her blubs are worth reading too!!

@procrastinatinglikeapro; is so so sweet and has some absolutely mind-blowing fics. I must have read her entire masterlist 10 times over at this point. Choosing a favourite is hard, but “Does it matter” as a series has me HOOKED. (but also I love “mango lipgloss” and “wear my name around your neck”… don't make me choose okay)

@mybrokenveins3000; college ross SUPREMACY!!! She is right when she says she is proud of “everyday rockstar” because it's easily my fav!!

@wrestletotheground; has some absolute BANGERS that everyone MUST read. Once again, the ross-tent on this blog is amazing. “Crime and Punishment” is my fav Matty fic from them, and she absolutely killed it with “Settle Down” for Ross!!

@steel-elle; beautiful writing with everything she does, but my favourite has to be “But I stay when it's hard, or it's wrong, or we're making mistakes” (is this also because I love the song New Year's Day?? perhaps…)

@kscheibles; “e la vita” is so stunning I don't even know how to verbalise it. That fic has a portion of my heart FOREVER. But college bf! Matty is truly the man we all deserve, and I am obsessed with him.

@think0fmehigh; molly!!! My love!!! What else is there to say about Molly other than she might be my fav filthy smut writer on this app, and thats a tough competition. Every time I get a snippet in DM’s from her, I feel like one of the luckiest human beings alive. Molly does not have a bad fic (despite her protests im sure) but my top two (because I CANT CHOOSE JUST ONE) have to be “Birthday Girl” and “You Get Me So High.” but honestly if you have the time, bless your life by reading every word she's ever written.

@controlmyfeet; DAD MATTY FIC. thats all I even need to say, it is SO SWEET and it makes me so happy!!!!

@bfiaflbox; sooooo much good content, but my favourites are “Wintering” and “Tonight I Wish I Was Your Girl” !!

@nowshesdoingitallthetime; kirke. This is me BEGGING for more bartender matty!!! “Cocktails, Cowboys and back alleys” is MWUAH MWUAH MWUAH. Bartender Matty is a need, I adored every second of that fic.

@wiintring; I NEED more from Christina!!! Her writing is all wonderful, and “Come here dressed in black now” does live in my mind!!!

@grocerystorelist; “body of Christ” is made for the religious trauma girlies and the fleabag girls. PREIST MATTY DRIVES ME CRAZYYYYY. Leila is so talented, it's crazy.

@forcryingoutlloud; wowwowwowwow the smutty content on this blog… its sooooooo good. “Beg for it” and “greedy” did melt my brain in the absolute best way, like I was genuinely SWEATING at how hot it was. As is everything on her masterlist!!

@hrryshoney; gyno! Matty unlocked a whole new side to me that I had NO IDEA was there. Like… insane. And the newest photographer reader fic also drove me CRAZY because I do love a cocky fictional man and some semi-public sex…

@the1975attheirverybest; Halla’s blog is a great place for discussion, good writing and crazy intelligent analysis of the band. “Education” and “being funny in a foreign language” are just… art. Truly. The character of Amelia and the characterisation of Matty are some of my favourites on this app. Hot smut, good writing and a lovely human being- what else do you need hellooo?? (also the pegging blurb from ages ago… yeah I think about her A LOT.)

@sugar-coat-it; FILTY, AMAZING SMUT. literally, every piece on Belle’s masterlist is worth reading 100 times over. Her newest thigh-riding blurb has been rotting my brain, I can't stop going back to it and reading it. Also, the Kylo Ren fic… mask kink unlocked fr. and the matty helping you deepthroat fic is also incredible. (can I just name everything she's done orrr???)

@cinomn; Nina has some great content, and I would genuinely recommend anything!! My favourite has to be “Summer Nights”, but it's a TOUGH competition tbh!!

@noacfslut; THE WRITING SPEED ON THIS BLOG?? MIND BOGGILING. And not only is Elle speedy, but every fic all absolutely wonderful. “Jealousy jealousy” and “undo” are my favourites, but that might change when I get the chance to read her mechanic au, because from what I've heard, it's also extraordinary.

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luveline · 10 months

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Hello! I’m usually a silent reader but OMG the zombie au 😭😭 this series hits me right in the heart, but honestly everything you post is amazing!! You’re such a talented writer that your words create feelings, not just images, and they’re the most comforting, relatable, and heart wrenching all at once. No pressure, but I would love to see more of r’s recovery from her cuts! Maybe something happens when the survivors are moving that causes Steve to be extra worried? Thanks SO much either way!!

thank you so much 😭 I hope this is okay!! sry it took me ages. steve zombie au —steve looks after you again !!

You haven't been able to tell Steve why you're covered practically head to toe in little cuts beyond what you remember. Days now since the attack on The College, you vaguely remember an impact, which might explain your poor memory. Someone or something had hit you down, and when you woke it was in a pool of crushed glass, darkness like velvet enveloping the sky.

"I don't know how you did it," he says, sitting between your legs, unperturbed by your state of undress.

You're wearing a pair of mens boxers as shorts to grant him access to your sliced thighs without feeling naked. The worst stretches across your left thigh, stitched closed and weeping miserably. It's a horror —the cut isn't bad but the infection is, and if it doesn't get better, there's going to be a problem.

"Desperate to get back to you," you say. You're not lying, but you say it like a joke.

Steve laughs and rubs your one unscathed knee gently.

"My poor love," he says under his breath, focusing on your stitches. He cleans around them with a damp strip of cloth poorly shorn.

He moves up with a new strip to clean the top ones. You could do it yourself, but his fussing is nice. Relaxed against a pile of bed rolls, your arms crossed to avoid touching your stomach, which is also blanketed in cuts, you wince as Steve grows closer.

"Can we take a break?" you ask.

"Yeah." He puts down the bowl of linen strips and screws the lid back on the isopropyl. "Sorry, honey. I know it sucks. You've dealt with it all so well–"

"Steve, you say this to me with a sprained knee."

"It's not less true," he says, easing down with a boyish groan beside you.

He turns to you as you turn to him, actual dirt on his cheek, stubbly and waxy in the dusk. You rub at the spot of dirt unhappily. He lets you touch him without complaint.

"Sorry I'm a mess."

"As long as you come back to me," he says. "I don't really care how much of a mess you are."

"Don't, baby." You rub your face into his shoulder, feeling the muscle of his bicep under your palm. You don't want him to be nice to you like that, not while your skin is stinging like this and you're still feeling hopelessly terrified of the uncertain future again.

"I gotta. I'm playing the romantic, doting love interest in our book."

"What book?"

"One I'm gonna write. Me and you and Robin at the end of the world," Steve says, dropping his head on yours.

"Who's gonna read the book?" you ask quietly.

"Everyone. When the world gets back on its feet again and the next generation wants to know what it was like, they'll have a great answer. Boy falls in love with girl destined to be constantly injured and reluctantly taken care of."

"Ah, but I'm not reluctant," you say.

"I can do your other leg?"

"No," you whine.

"That's reluctance."

You sit together for a while.

"You have to let me finish," he says firmly.

"I know… just. I love you," you say quietly. It's hard to explain it, but sitting with him as you are in the corner of a crowded room, it doesn't matter where you are, because you're with him. All these cuts and bruises don't mean a thing.

"I love you, too." He wraps his arm around your shoulders. You wish you could see his face, but this is nice.

"Do you ever worry we say it too much?"

"No." He turns his face into the top of your head. "This is the right amount. But you can definitely tell me again, if you're worried."

You thumb along a scabbed cut. "I love you. Thanks for taking care of me."

"You're welcome. And you can make it up to me. I want a neck massage, you know, where you dig into my literal bones and–" he imitates a cracking sound.

"I don't know why you like it so much."

"Cos it's you doing it. Deal?"

You sigh. Somehow, you feel as though you might have taken the short end of the stick. "Deal."

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archangeldyke-all · 5 months

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reader & Sevika start as co-stars on a netflix series (fans are shipping them bc their press run chemistry is amazing) and they actually end up together irl? sorry if this is a lot 😭😭

aweeeee

men and minors dni

like imagine before you realize you've got feelings for sevika, your manager keeps asking "is there something going on between you guys?? because i need to know before the press finds out!!"

and you're like what???

because you're starring as co stars in a romantic movie, sure, and sevika's been a celebrity crush of yours for years, but you're both professionals!

and just because you guys have amazing chemistry and have become great friends off set doesn't mean you're in love with each other or anything... right?

and then your manager sends you a youtube link to some fan compilations of you and sevika 'being in love for twenty two minutes straight'

you watch it. clip after clip after clip of you and sevika laughing together and sharing inside jokes and nudging and flirting with each other during press interviews.

at first you just roll your eyes. when the cameras are rolling, you and sevika are working. obviously you guys are acting flirty and couple-y, you're selling a rom com.

but then, ten minutes in, a title card flashes. it reads, 'now for the good stuff.' you blink, and then a cropped and zoomed clip of a red carpet interview of a completely different celebrity pops up.

the audio is just the reporter and actor talking, but in the background with the way the editor's cropped the video, you can clearly see you and sevika at a bar, cheersing then downing tequila shots. sevika takes it like a champ, but she giggles and rubs your back as you suck on your lime and cringe in disgust at her.

the video cuts to another clip. footage from a 'behind the scenes' video following the crew on the set of your movie. again, the video's been cropped to only focus on you and sevika running lines in the background. sevika stumbles over her words and you burst into laughter. she scoffs and punches your shoulder, then quickly rubs it when you pout at her.

the next clip is the same-- you and sevika in the background of some video. except in this one, you're chattering away and sevika's nodding along, and the whole time her eyes are on your lips. when she licks her own lips as you babble, your stomach flips over.

oh shit. you totally like sevika.

your manager almost kills you.

"i told you to tell me if there was something going on between you two!"

"but nothing's going on between us, marge, that's what i'm trying to tell you! i just... you sent me that video and it made me realize that, you know. maybe i wouldn't mind if there was something going on between us." you say.

marge heaves a horribly dramatic sigh down the receiver.

the next time you see sevika, you're stiff and awkward.

she pulls you to the side between interviews.

"what the fuck's goin' on with you?" she asks. you blink at her.

"what?" you ask.

"you're brushing me off. you keep acting all jittery and weird around me. for fuck's sake, you're not even looking at me right now!" she says.

sevika looks really upset. your stomach drops.

"i'm sorry. i didn't mean to make you feel like i'm ignoring you or something." you say, honestly. sevika's anger falls from her face, and all that remains is concern.

"just tell me what's up." she whispers. you gulp.

"i just. i recently realized something that's. less than ideal." you say. sevika blinks at you.

"what?"

"uh. i think i have a crush on you." you admit. sevika blinks again.

"what?!" she asks. you sigh

"i know. i'm sorry, it's unprofessional and gross. i mean. i've always found you attractive, obviously, and we get along great... but i promise i didn't realize i have actual feelings for you until filming wrapped. i swear." you ramble. sevika scoffs and you shrink in on yourself, looking away from her.

she quickly reaches her hand out to grab yours. "no, hey." she says. you blink up at her. "that's not-- i'm not laughing at that." she rushes out. "i'm just laughing because i've been waiting for the press tour to end so i can finally ask you out." she says, a little blush appearing on her cheeks. you gawk at her.

"what?" you say. sevika chuckles.

"that's what i said." she says. you punch her arm.

"are you serious?" you ask. she nods.

you quickly look around. no one's looking at the two of you. your next interviewer is shuffling through their cue cards, your managers are quietly chatting, a few PAs are checking audio meters and wrapping up wires. you look back at a grinning sevika and bite your lip.

"do you want to get dinner after this?" you whisper. she grins.

"yes." she says. "but we probably shouldn't go out with the press and all. i can cook for you?" she asks. you giggle and nod, and then shoot up to press a quick kiss to her lips.

sevika's giving you heart eyes for the rest of the interviews that day.

marge sends you a viral tweet that night-- a clip of you kissing sevika from earlier in the afternoon, taken on a shaky camera phone.

marge's caption is just a series of angry emojis. you giggle. beside you sevika nudges you.

"what's so funny?" she grunts. you show her the clip and she grins. "thank fuck. now i can take you out in public." she says.

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18 | chapter four

summary: you met a strange girl and her gang, although you honestly couldn't focus on anything with billy on your mind. Oh, and billy wants to rip jason's head off.

warnings: a softy chapter

listen to: Breakfast - Dove Cameron | Uptown girl - Billy Joel | These boots are made for walking - Nancy Sinatra (playlist here)

word count: 2.2k

series masterlist + read the next chapter early on my ko-fi!!

“You seem like you’re having a bad day,” the blonde girl with wavy hair that had sat down next to you in the last couple of classes muttered as you pulled your bag into your shoulder.

You hadn’t really talked to anyone since meeting (for the second time) the infamous Billy Hargrove. You weren’t sure what annoyed you so much about him, maybe it was his bright smile or his eyes, those damn blue electric eyes.

Sure, you understood the appeal, he might be handsome and look hot and drive a really fucking nice Camaro but it wasn’t about that. It was about his actions, the ones that you knew by heart already, make a girl fall in love with him, deeply, take advantage of her and take her to bed, use her as many times as he wanted to, and then discard her.

Discard you, you thought.

“Really bad first day?” the blonde girl asked again and you finally turned to see her. She had an amazing set of freckles that seemed like a Milkyway under her eyes, through her cheeks and nose. She had pretty soft blue eyes and a goofy smile.

“It wasn’t as bad as I thought,” you shrugged as you both walked out of the class.

“Really? Because Hawkins honestly sucks,” she admitted and you laughed in return. God, how many people hated their own town, you thought. You’d never hated Chicago, not even after what happened with your parents or everything else. It was your home, it would always be your home.

“So, everyone hates Hawkins here?” you asked her, but she squinted her eyes a bit as she examined you.

Suddenly, realization setting on her face.

“Oh, so you’ve never lived in a small town,” she replied as if it all made sense now and you nodded. “Where did you come from?”

You frowned at how she phrased the question. “Chicago, it’s the best place to live truly, I-” you replied and she snapped her head towards you before grabbing your wrist and pulling you through the green and yellow hallways of Hawkins as people turned to watch.

“Look what I just found!” she screamed as she waved at a group of people that were huddling in their lockers. You suddenly felt the small urge to run away but you knew it was better to have a couple of friends than none in a new place, especially now that you didn’t know if Hargrove had ruined your chances of getting into the cheerleading team. “A city girl with an open mind!” she babbled as she placed you in front of them.

“And you’re scaring her, Robin!” one of the guys muttered as he rolled his eyes. He was handsome, a fact, he had a nice smile and the hair, it wasn’t neat but it felt like it was styled to perfection. “I’m Steve,” he said as he shook your hand with both of his big hands.

You nodded and then turned to the others who followed suit.

“Nancy,” A small girl said with a small smile, she was holding the hand of the other guy that was next to Steve.

“Jonathan,” he muttered, clearly a lot more shy than Steve and the last one next to him.

That guy was clearly not shy, he didn’t give you his hand or a smile. He instead moved his long hair to the side and made a rock sign with his hand as he took out his tongue like Gene Simmons from Kiss, “Eddie,” he mentioned casually.

You nodded and they stared at you for a little longer than what you’d like, until you got that it was your turn and you cursed mentally.

“I’m y/n y/l/n,” you replied fast before passing a hand through your hair. “Just moved here,” you explained as you twiddled with your fingers.

“Yeah, we figured,” Jonathan muttered.

“Sorry, that was stupid,” you replied before pinching the bridge of your nose in exasperation before giving a step back as if it was a reflex.

You weren’t usually one to get nervous, there were few moments when people actually figured your emotional state. But it honestly hadn’t been your day, it hadn’t been your week or your month even; you’d come to wonder if your life would be like this forever but you refused to believe it.

You had a plan in mind.

“No it wasn’t!” Steve intervened, a little bit to excited as you raised your head with a frown, was he trying to be nice? you thought. “I think I saw you before. You live at Oakland, right?”

You blinked a bit, surprised that someone had actually been paying attention to you. Someone other than Billy Hargorve. “Yes, just moved in,”

“Oh so you are neighbors!” Robin exclaimed.

“Really?”

“Yeah,” Steve replied and you simply smiled. “I can give you a ride, if you want,” he muttered but you shook your head.

“I already have one, it’s fine but thank you,” you replied politely with a smile before turning to Robin. “And thank you for introducing me to your friends even though you didn’t even ask me my name,” you said with a smile as you took her hand and gave it a squeeze.

“I’m sorry I tend to miss social cues all the time,” she muttered as her cheeks blushed a bit.

“It’s okay,” you replied sweetly.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” She said and you nodded with a smile before you made your way to the entrance of the school and into the school parking lot.

As the warmth air of the summer hit you, you smiled. It was the first time in all day that you felt like you were actually able to breathe. Not even in class you had been able to push your anxiety and Billy Hargrove to the side, you felt like you had been stuck alone with your thoughts, unable to even use class as a means to escape those blue electric eyes and what had happened at lunch. You had tried to follow the exercises, especially on algebra, but you found yourself unable to concentrate on the equations on the page. It wasn’t until Robin had talked to you that you finally had thought about anything else.

You almost wished that you had actually spoken to her before, you’d rather busy yourself with trying to make new friends than have to cope with the reality that you were stuck in a town and the fucking King of the high school had put a target on your back.

As if you didn’t have enough trouble already.

You felt eyes on you in that second and you turned to where you felt them, snapping you from your thoughts. You were immediately met by Billy’s blue electric eyes. He was surrounded by a group of people, some hadn’t even noticed you but others had turned to where Billy was looking and some even frowned. You scoffed automatically and although usually, you would turn away from his gaze, not even giving him an ounce of your attention, you didn’t. You instead stopped walking and maintained eye contact, challenging him. The wicked smile that appeared on his face made goosebumps appear on your skin while you still stared at him as you puffed your chest a bit and raised your eyebrows.

You couldn’t imagine what was going through his mind but he didn’t falter either, he kept looking back at you and he raised his eyebrows back at you while sticking his tongue out a bit. You tried your best to stay level-headed because you knew what he wanted, you knew he wanted a reaction out of you but you weren’t going to give in.

Not at least on purpose and although you would’ve kept staring at him as long as he insisted on maintaining eye contact, a voice made you back down from the challenge.

“New girl?” the voice said and you turned around to see a tall blonde guy with a bright smile and dull blue eyes staring at you, he was wearing a uniform you’d seen during the day on most of what you assumed was the basketball team except for Billy Hargrove. He was unashamedly looking at you and for a moment you were particularly startled by his presence.

He looked like every guy next door. Pale, blonde, strong, all-American white guy. You wanted to roll your eyes to the back of your skull but you digressed. You didn’t particularly like the type of people, you were a cheerleader and you knew the two-face nature of those jock types.

“y/n, actually,” you replied uninterested as you kept walking to where you’d parked. He didn’t take the clue though, he insisted on following you while Billy glared from afar.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you,” he said and you turned to see him once more. “Chrissy told me about you,” he commented again as if you knew who he was.

You didn’t even want to know but then again, if you were stuck you would take every little opportunity if it meant something going right.

“Yeah, and you are?”

He blinked at you and then shook his head, he seemed genuinely distraught that you weren’t aware of his existence.

“Oh, Jason Craver,” he said as he extended his hand to you, you took it but made the handshake faster than what he apparently hoped for. “First mate of Hawkins basketball team,” he continued with his chest puff.

“Cool,” you replied before spinning on your heels and turning towards your joy ride.

And yet, he persisted.

You sighed in frustration once you heard his voice again. How could you expect guys like this to take a clue?

“Uhm, I know you move into Oakland street,” he continued and you stopped.

“Does everyone here lives there too?” you asked.

You remembered that you knew some stereotypes of small towns, everyone gossiped and everyone knew everything about everyone. There wasn’t privacy in small towns like that, not the privacy that you’d always used to have. In a big city, nobody even noticed you and you were hoping nobody noticed you either here.

You were so wrong.

“No, no but close,” he said and you nodded curtly. “I was wondering if you’d like a ride home?”

You shook your head quickly while thinking to yourself that you’d rather chew off your right arm than have him take you home.

“I have a ride,” you replied as you shrugged your shoulders and tsked with your tongue.

He stared at you with a frown.

“Really?”

“Yeah,”

“So, I see someone shot-gun you first,” he said as he passed a hand through his long and perfectly combed blonde hair.

You didn’t understand the connotation and first. Even though you probably understood the thing he said, you hoped that it was a joke. You wondered if people still talked about owning women like that in small cities, but your hope died down as you stared at Jason’s blue dull eyes, you knew he was being serious.

“Yeah, a pretty girl like you was obviously flagged down the first day,” he sighed with a shrug.

“I wasn’t flagged down by anyone,” you snapped at him with a bitter and angry tone.

“Not even Hargrove?” he asked before walking closer to you.

The mention of the name made you want to run and hide, yet, you turned around towards where Billy was. He was still staring at you but the mischievous gaze was gone and replaced by a glare. You scoffed mentally, was he jealous? Your gazes linked for a moment, he watched you carefully but you tried to refocus.

“No,” you lied, before walking to your final stop.

“So, how are you getting,” Jason continued but stopped mid-track and you smirked to yourself as you took your helmet from your bike and quickly placed it on your head. “Oh,” he muttered.

“Yeah,”

He stayed quiet for a few beats of silence as you got on the bike and turn it on. The roar of the engine caused goosebumps to appear over your skin and a satisfied smile to appear on your lips. You glanced at Jason who now had his hands on the pockets of his white jacket, he seemed a little bit awe-struck.

“I’m impressed, there are no girls like…”

You stopped him.

“Like me? Yeah heard that a bunch of times and it’s not that good of a line,” you grumbled as the bike started and you glanced at Jason with disdain. “Bye,” you muttered before you were driving off into the road.

Billy took a shaky breath as he watched you leave, he jerked his sunglasses out of his back pocket and flicked the cigarette to the floor. He straightened his blue shirt and pulled on his Aviators before walking to the driver seat of the Camaro, muttering a small bye to the group that was huddling around him. In all honesty, he wanted to run Jason over with the Camaro when he saw him talking to you, the charming smile he gave you made him want to rip his head off. He knew it was stupid, he shouldn’t be angry that he was talking to you Billy was never angry when other guys talked to the girls he was interested in.

But it was you.

And there was something about you that he couldn’t seem to shake off.

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author's note: once more I'm flabergasted by all the support I've received over this new series, LIKE REALLY THANK YOU FOR TAKING YOUR TIME TOREAD IT. I really can't believe it and although I know these chapters are a bit short like I CAN'T WAIT to let you see what will come next it's going to be a wild ride. THANK YOU SO MUCH and as always lmk what you think of the chapter!!!

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supernaturallyliterate · 3 months

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Okay I know I’m late but I just watched PJO episode 7!

SPOILERS FOR SHOW AND BOOKS AHEAD

We get so much more Sally POV!! I am here for it honestly

The fact that Poseidon showed up for Sally when she prayed to him?! MAN this is a change I can stand by. It shows so much more depth to Poseidon’s character, shows that he is fully aware of how much his family sucks but that he is still bound by its rules. He is still powerless to stand up to the norms of Olympus. He knows he can’t interfere in Percy’s life because it would be 1. Acknowledging that he’s his son and 2. Would make him a target for an insta kill like Zeus killed Maria Di Angelo & tried to kill Bianca and Nico. Don’t tell me Poseidon didn’t know about that.

The RAGE on Percy’s face in the preview during his fight with Ares! YES. GIVE ME FERAL PERCY.

The little scene preview of Luke clapping Percy on the back during the foreworks JDKDKDKFKRK BOOK READERS Y’ALL KNOW WHATS COMING

I am really interested in the moment on the Fields of Asphodel when Annabeth gets rooted to the ground by regret. This is a significant change from the books and honestly I liked this one too. Especially Annabeth’s line, “I trust your dad.” If you noticed, she calls Athena, “mother” but she calls Poseidon Percy’s “dad.” It is doing so much set up with just two simple words.

But also! What is she rooted by? Regret for Thalia’s death? She was six! Regret for Percy getting turned into gold? He did that shit intentionally. Honestly there’s so much that baby Annabeth could be regretting but I think it’s Thalia’s death. Especially because she’s seeing what happens after death here. So she can’t help but imagine her friend Thalia. Being turned into a tree in life. To prevent her from… being turned into a tree, only in death.

And of course there’s Elysium and rebirth and the fields of punishment. But most people go to the fields of Asphodel.

The change of the Fields of Asphodel having people wander around aimlessly to being turned into trees rooted to the ground unmoving is interesting. It felt a little like an intentional parallel to Thalia. But I wonder if it’s based in any Greek myth lore

Grover being eaten by Cerberus not gonna lie I was worried about our resident goat boy!! But it makes sense for him to be the one to lose his pearl. Even though it also could’ve worked with Annabeth

Not gonna lie I was a little disappointed that Annabeth wasn’t the one to almost fall into Tartarus instead of Grover. That would’ve been an AMAZING parallel to the fall into Tartarus later in the series. Heroes of Olympus.

Hades is characterized a little differently. More friendly? More animated? Lmao lively. He gives queer or metrosexual energy. He still has his unbothered attitude about the godly affairs which sets him apart from other Olympians

CRUSTY’S. Okay. I was excited that they included the scene with Crusty. But again, I felt like it was another moment of “Percy knows too much”. He immediately knew who Crusty was, I assume because Hermes told him. He knew how the bed trap worked. He knew about the secret passage to the underworld. I just. I don’t like how the series just GIVES Percy and the trio so much information or they just HAVE it. It’s one of my biggest critiques of the show. Give me clueless Percy asking Annabeth who someone is from Greek myths. Give me Annabeth’s AHA moment when she remembers a Greek myth and puts in context with their situation. I wanna see the trio being so fucking confused and have to work to figure out who they’re up against.

Even Percy realizing that it’s Kronos in his dreams! It felt like something mundane and not a big revelation.

I like the gold percy and gold Sally Jackson parallel. That was good.

I’m so excited to see Percy kick so God of War ass (well, ankle) next episode!

I have more thoughts but have these ones for now

#percy jackson #pjo #percy jackson disney+#annabeth chase #pjo show spoilers #pjo show #pjo spoilers #percy jackson show spoilers #Percy Jackson and the Olympians #percy jackson and the olympians spoilers #spoilers #major spoilers #grover underwood #hades #Poseidon

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littlesniggy · 11 months

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Seduction Part Seven

Well, this is the last part of the Seduction series. I'm still not back with writing but I really wanted to finish this story because it kept bothering me. I had so many different ideas how to finish this but I liked this one best. I can warn you ahead, no happy ending.

Please enjoy!

Warning: ns.fw, 18+, sm.ut, older man x younger woman, no happy ending, swearing, p in v Pairing: Sakazuki x female reader Word count: 3.7k Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six

It’s been a couple of months since you showed up at his house, wounded and maybe even near death. Ever since then Sakazuki knew that something needed to change but he couldn’t quite figure out what exactly. Sure, it all needed to start with you no longer coming to his house and risk his career. He was honestly amazed at your skills to blend in and conceal yourself when you came to Marineford but still, the risk was too high.

Secondly, he needed to distance himself emotionally and physically from you. Since he was the fleet admiral and basically spent all his time at Marineford you were the one coming to see him. He couldn’t describe it any differently, but he’s gotten used to you; to your presence, to your body, to your personality… and that was also something that needed to change. He was the fleet admiral, for fuck’s sake! He had no business getting comfortable around you!

The only way to get out of this dilemma was to end once and for all.

He took a deep breath from his cigar, his back leaning against the wall behind him, and turned his head to look at your sleeping form. Your back was turned towards him and his blanket only covering the lower half of your body. He noticed some angry red handprints on the side of your stomach where his hand had heated up just the tiniest bit last night.

He let the ash drop into and ashtray standing next to his futon before he sucked on the cigar once again, letting the white smoke escape from his mouth. He looked up at the clock on the wall. He still had three hours before he needed to be at work. Three hours to figure out how to proceed from now on. Though he already had a plan that has been manifesting in the back of his mind for quite some time now…

His attention was drawn back to you when you turned around with a soft sigh, inching closer to his warm body. Sakazuki twisted his face a little at your peaceful and blissfully unaware behavior. You shouldn’t feel comfortable around him. You shouldn’t feel safe around him! But here you were, sleeping soundly next to your supposed enemy.

He puffed again on his cigar, his other hand grabbing one of your locks between his fingers and absentmindedly playing with your hair.

You were woken up by a tickling feeling on your cheek and the smell of something burning. Groggily, you opened your eyes and were first met with a very big and very muscular thigh next to you. Your gaze followed the leg, the curve of an equally muscular ass, and up the torso until you were met with a familiar pair of harsh eyes that were studying you as well.

“Morning.” You mumbled after a while, receiving no response from the fleet admiral. Instead, he lifted his cigar up to his lips to puff on the toxic stick. He also let go of your hair and instead casually placed it on his stomach.

You sighed and sat up but winced at various body parts that were more than sore from last night. Next to you, you heard an amused huff at your reaction and you shot him a glare from over your shoulder.

“You should be glad you’re a devil fruit user. Otherwise, I’d fuck you up just the same.” You mumbled under your breath and started inspecting your body for any major bruises.

“I’m pretty sure this wouldn’t change a thing, Y/n.” he mocked.

Another half-hearted glare in his direction only made him shake his head with the tiniest of grins and you decided to not press it any further.

Your eyes widened at the angry red imprint on your side that looked suspiciously like his hand. “I’d appreciate it if you didn’t burn me to death just because you got too excited.” You reprimanded him annoyed but he ignored your comment. Instead, he placed his free hand on the other side without the handprint and let it heat up as well.

“Fuck!” you hissed and jerked away from him, climbing onto his lap to get away from his hot hand. “Are you crazy?!” You turned around to look at him, straddling his lap with your legs and an angry look on your face. Sakazuki tilted his head to the side, his hand finding your side once again but he refrained from heating it up again.

“Maybe that was a hint for you to leave.” Pissed, you wanted to get up and really just leave as he had “suggested” but you felt the weight of his hand holding you down on his lap, commanding you to stay where you were. So, you didn’t move.

He lifted his cigar back up to his lips but before he put it between his lips you reached out and grabbed his wrist. Confused, he looked at you. Your hand slowly let go and instead took the cigar between your fingers and took it out of his hand. Sakazuki let you and watched as you instead put it between your own lips and puffed on it. The taste was not really pleasant and you twisted your mouth in slight disgust.

“How can you willingly smoke this?” you ask. Sakazuki didn’t reply and reached for the cigar again but you pulled your hand away. With a challenging look you moved the cigar towards his bare chest, stopping only inches from his skin. The fleet admiral didn’t stop you but his expression hardened.

“I want you to think hard about your next move.”

“Wouldn’t it only be fair if I got to burn you as well?” you replied, the burning end of the cigar still hovering over his chest.

“Life isn’t fair.”

You swallowed, contemplating on the possible outcomes. You really wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine but there was still his hand on your hip, dangerously warm.

You sighed and removed the cigar from his chest and stubbed the cigar out in the ashtray.

Sakazuki hummed contently and put his other hand on your hip as well, caressing your warm skin with his calloused palms. You looked up at him and put your hands on his chest, slightly moving them up and down before your placed them on his shoulders.

You lifted your body up and pressed it against his, your breasts being squished between your two bodies. Your head leaned forward and you started to follow his chest tattoo with your lips. Sakazuki’s hands slightly traced your back and butt, squeezing it now and then.

You panted against his skin, pressing your body closer against his. Your mouth moved up his chest, over his collarbone and to his strong neck. You breathed in his musk. Paired with his gentle massaging your butt your felt how your core got wet and your body heated.

You whimpered against his skin when his hands started massaging the back of your thighs, kneading the soft flesh and inching closer to your hot core.

Your kisses on his neck go more heated in return and you started letting your teeth graze over the sensitive skin on his neck and your heard him take in a sharp breath as a response.

You stretched your body a little bit more to reach his ear, your warm breath ghosting over the shell of it. Your hands moved over his chest, his stomach and grazed against his stiff member. “You like that?” you whisper into his ear. He could hear your grin in your voice.

“Don’t get too cocky.” He growled and gave you a sharp slap on your butt.

You gasped in surprise. Your body started to rub against his, your hard nipples appreciating the friction. Sakazuki grabbed both your ass cheeks and spread them apart, then resumed to kneading them, this time stronger.

His beard scraped against your face as you started kissing his jawline. You felt his jaw tense the closer you got to his mouth and also his hands stopped caressing your ass. Uncertain, you stopped and looked up at him, his face extremely close. Your body longed for him and you had the urge to feel his lips on yours. And why would it be wrong? You’ve had sex plenty of times before so what was one kiss? But back in your mind you knew that a kiss could be much more intimate than simple sex. It’s been an unspoken rule between the two of you that there was no kissing involved. Kissing was something reserved for lovers and your were….fuck buddies. But still…

Your lips moved closer to his, feeling his breath against your skin. You looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of permission.

“Don’t.” he mumbled, his lips almost brushing against yours. The smell of the cigar on his breath is fogging your mind and his voice is somewhere in the distance.

He should push you away. He is the older one and he has a responsibility not to behave like a horny teenager. You shouldn’t kiss him. You shouldn’t want to kiss him. But here you were, mere inches away from his own lips, your eyes longing but also unsure. He can see the internal fight you’re currently having with yourself and he hopes the reasonable voice in your mind will win – because he knows he won’t stop you.

“Why not?” you hear yourself ask, your lips inching closer to his until they brush against each other. Your lips are parted and you’re waiting for his response. But he doesn’t speak.

This is the sign for your to throw all remaining doubts over board.

You place your lips against his; they’re firm and warm yet inviting and surprisingly gentle. Your heart starts hammering in your chest and there are a million butterflies going rampant in your stomach.

You are hesitant when you start moving your lips against his, thrown off guard when you notice that Sakazuki is not reciprocating the kiss. Your heart sinks into your stomach; what’s going on? Doesn’t he want this?

You open your eyes and look right into his harsh eyes which are staring right back at you. Oh no! Your body runs. Is this bad? This must be bad!

You want to retreat from his lips, the horror plastered all over your face. You know you messed up. You know you should’ve listened to the small voice in your head! He told you not to! He will be mad at you! He will yell at you! He will-

His firm lips capture yours in an intense kiss that takes your breath away. His hands press you against his body, his nails digging into your skin, while his lips move against yours.

You are completely thrown off guard by his sudden action and are stunned.

You hear yourself whimper when his gently nibbles on your bottom lip and you start moving your lips in tandem to his.

His lips move precise and purposefully against yours; there is no unnecessary movement, no sloppy tongue. You try to get your tongue between his lips but he won’t let you. But that’s fine. Your body is on fire and you let him feel how horny you are by grabbing his wrist and leading his hand between your legs where your dripping pussy desperately waits for his touch.

His fingers brush against your wet core and he growls against your mouth excited. His thick fingers rub against your folds before he inserts two. Your core clenches around his digits and you moan pleased, moving your hips against his fingers.

Sakazuki places his lips against your neck close to your ear.

“Fucking slut.” He growls and inserts a third finger, spreading you to his liking. You moan again, your fingers finding support on his shoulders and your nails dig into his skin und his skin breaks and a little bit of blood starts running down his chest.

“Shit!” you hiss, felling how your orgasm is rapidly approaching. You want to push him away, trying to remove his hand from between your legs to prolong the nearing climax but Sakazuki won’t let you. The fleet admiral grabs both your wrists with his free hand and pulls them above your head while his other hand pistoles in and out of your dripping pussy, wet sounds mixing in with your unhinged moans.

“Fuck!” you curse, throwing your head back and pressing your eyes shut. Your mouth hangs open as you desperately gasp for air, face red and sweaty, a few strands of hair clinging to your skin.

“C-cumming!” you moan, biting your lip in anticipation of your orgasm.

Sakazuki leans forward, his teeth nibbling at your jaw.

“As if I’d let you cum.” His voice is dangerously sadistic and your brain processes his words not fast enough. Otherwise, you could’ve prepared for his fingers retreating from your pussy, leaving you hanging and frustrated.

Your eyes snap open and your head shoots forward. Angrily but also desperately you glare at him.

“Don’t stop!” you pant, your arms wriggling in his iron grip. Sakazuki lifts his free hand that is covered in your juice and holds it in front of your lips. “Suck.” He orders and you open your mouth willingly. You taste yourself on your tongue as it swirls around his digits, licking up every last drop of your slick.

With an audible plop he retreats his fingers from your mouth before wiping them dry on your breasts.

“Please….!” You look at him desperately, wiggling your ass a little to maybe encourage him. Sakazuki leans forward and kisses your lips hard and longing, even biting at your lips again until he suddenly turns and brings you underneath him, his hand still holding your wrists but now pressing them into the futon below you.

“Please what?” he asks, his eyes boring into your own, making you feel small and vulnerable underneath his big man.

“Fuck me.” You press out, adrenaline rushing through your veins. His grip around your wrists tightens and a displeased look is on his face.

“Please, fuck me, Sakazuki sama.” You breathe out, knowing exactly what he wants to hear. The fleet admiral smirks at you before letting go of your wrists and grabbing your hips tightly, lifting them up until your body is aligned with his dick. You look up at him, your position kind of awkward because of the angle you’re lying on the futon.

Sakazuki looks at you for a moment, then he presses the tip of his dick into your dripping core and then pressing further and further, stretching you almost uncomfortably until he is completely buried inside you. A long and guttural moan is pressed out of your lungs and you grab the pillow behind you for support.

He thinks about giving you time to adjust but then decides against it, coming to the conclusion that he’s already spoiled you enough. He starts with slow but intense thrusts, letting you feel every inch of his hard cock; and you love it. Your eyes are pressed shut, enjoying what he is doing to you. His fingers are gripping your hips hard, pulling you closer with each thrust.

Your legs are stretched wide apart to fit him in between them and you are generally unable to move, let alone move away from him if you wanted.

Sakazuki leans forward, pressing your lower body closer to you upper to get a better angle. He picks up his pace, his hand moving from your hip to your tits and squeezing them in the process. Another moan leaves your mouth and you arch your body against his touch, trying to move against his thrusts but it’s just not possible so you let him manhandle you.

His hand moves from your tits to your throat and he closes it tightly around your neck, squeezing your windpipe shut. You try to gasp for air but to no avail, your hands instinctively claw at his larger on to loosen his grip but he is unforgiving.

Not long after does the lack of oxygen go to your head and you feel high. His dick inside of you feels more intense and Sakazuki seems to notice it as well since he slows down and lets you once again feel every inch of his hard dick which keeps rubbing against your walls.

You open your eyes to look up at him, his lips slightly parted but otherwise having himself under control. Your lips form the word ‘air’ and you hope that he grants you the much-needed breath of oxygen. Sakazuki waits a little longer until panic starts to settle in, then he loosens his grip and you take in a long and deep breath of air but let it out right away through another loud moan he draws from you when he changes angles again in his dick presses against your special spot.

“Shit!” he hisses when you tighten around him and his grip around your throat tightens reflexively again. You watch him close his eyes for a moment while he starts pounding into you before he opens them again to look at you.

You watch your breasts move in tandem to his thrusts and how his massive dick is forced in and out of your cunt over and over again.

Soon, this familiar tingling inside of you makes itself known again and you know that you’re close.

Your legs twitch at the feeling that becomes more and more intense with watch thrusts, your body tenses and relaxes to cope with how quickly your orgasm is approaching. Sakazuki notices it as well. For a moment he considers denying you this one as well but he does not have unlimited time and he knows you need to leave soon.

“You wanna cum?” he asks, stopping his thrusts for a moment, his dick still buried deep inside of you. Your walls are clenching around him, trying to force him to move but he doesn’t budge. His hand lets go of your throat and instead he places it right next to your head on the futon.

Your eyes are red and watery due to the lack of oxygen but you know exactly what you want.

“Please let me cum, Sakazuki sama.” You whisper, biting your lip seductively. The fleet admiral presses his lips into a thin line and his hand clenches into a fist when he starts ramming himself into you, pressing you even further into the mattress while he fucks you into oblivion.

You almost scream at this onslaught of his member and your orgasm hits you hard. Your whole body tenses, your toes curl, and your back arches from the futon. You throw your head back and let out one last long and loud moan while you cum hard around the older man.

Sakazuki grunts in response, feeling how your pussy is trying to milk him and he is tempted to just let you squeeze him dry but he can’t do that.

The small voice in his head forces him to pull out at the last moment before he unloads on your stomach and your tits, his cum covering you almost completely.

He keeps his eyes closed for a moment to compose himself again, then he looks down at your wrecked form.

“Fucking brat.”

He wa already fully dressed and ready to go when you came out of the bathroom after getting rid of all the evidence of your morning session.

He threw your clothes right at you, urging you to hurry since he had to go. You silently got dressed without complaint and then stood before him.

“You’re not getting a goodbye kiss.” Sakazuki simply said and you huffed. “Why would I want that?” you retorted but internally not being completely against it.

“Good. Just so we’re clear. This will never happen again.” He said and you rolled your eyes. You already knew this spiel and he always caved when you came back.

“Sure. Whatever you say.” You turned around and walked towards the window. For a moment, you contemplated turning around one last time but decided against it. Instead, you just lifted your hand and gave a half-hearted wave goodbye. Then, you were gone.

Sakazuki watched you disappear, not moving for a moment as if he was frozen in place. Then, he reaches for the den den-den-mushi on the cupboard.

“Borsalino, there might be a rouge pirate at Marineford.”

The marine caught you by surprise and you were completely unprepared. You tried to get away from them but there were simply too many and you had to surrender. Now, you were led towards the big navy headquarter with its prison cells underneath the building, ready to be shipped off to Impeldown.

First, you had no idea why and how they found you but realization hit pretty quickly when you heard admiral Kizaru speak into his den-den-mushi.

“You were right, Sakazuki. There was a rouge pirate running about Marineford.”

Of course, you thought to yourself with a bitter smile on your lips. Would’ve been too good to be true.

“Do I wanna know why you knew there was a pirate running around HQ like this?” Borsalino sat on Sakazuki’s sofa in his office while the fleet admiral stood at the door, looking at the endless ocean.

“You don’t need to know, Borsalino.” Sakazuki simply replied and with that the conversation was over for him.

He felt weirdly dissatisfied but he dismissed it with the fact that he would simply miss having sex with you. This whole situation between you two was purely physical, nothing more. The kiss this morning was simply a slip-up and he just got carried away. It would never happen again. He would never see you ever again. Was it the right thing to have you locked up for the rest of your life?

Yes, absolutely. There was nothing wrong about locking up a criminal. He had his fun but if he kept this going this whole situation would simply cloud his mind and he couldn’t let that happen.

Was it selfish to lock you up for the rest of your life?

Probably. But Sakazuki has never been known for being particularly selfless.

He was the fleet admiral, after all. He didn’t get this job by being considerate but by being ruthless. And he would not change just for some good pussy.

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Thank you for reading and staying with me all these years! I hope you enjoyed this whole story and I'm sorry not really for the not so happy ending. It just seemed right and fit Akainu's personality. He just seems like the type of guy who puts the marines over everything else.

Well, thanks a lot again!

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#one piece #op #op Sakazuki #op akainu #Sakazuki x reader #Akainu x reader #female reader #op x female reader #one piece x female reader #betrayal #akainu #akainue scenario #seduction #ns.fw #sm.ut #older man x younger woman #Sakazuki is a pos

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pumpkinstrawbrew · 6 months

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(a second batman x venom crossover. i mean, they just kinda keep having similiar themes all around, an' with two my fav halloween freaks. i cannot just pass this chance, haha.

either way, jon n' jack havin' a swell time as you can see. they're at the bottom of the food chain quite literally. poor twinky ghouls are about to become a dinner in more ways, than one. how unfortunate for them! but what a feast for a nosferatu n' alien parasite. one drinks 🩸, the other love eatin' human 🧠, so it's no biggie that both jon an' jack are scrawny an' undernourished. their predators aren't after their meat or limited fat. they are after more individual body parts an' components.

so yes, this is my halloween 'special' thingy! a conjoined mash-up about big bad predator an' their twangy, evil prey. the sort of dynamic, that both pairs had going on at one point or another. less so 'canically' for scarebat, since that series of comics *where batman was a savage vampire* is technically a separate 'what if' reality. but still, jon n' jack had a very real brush with smth, that is way stronger than them. an' only one made it out alive, but oh well, this is what AUs n' other stuff is for. bc how about no, an' how about some more homoerotic take on those scenes? like, it was 'hot' to me in some ways. esp with words like 'territorial dispute' an' implication of batman givin' scarecrow good ole vampire succ, post morten or not.

i honestly always amazed, when the comics does smth very servicing for my tastes / interests, without actually ever tryin' to pander to people like me. it's prob one of the most 'erotic' things to me as to an author. it's like a possible wink wink to someone, who wants to see it. but generally, just a part of the story. not even a big one, but that's just a tasty bit anyways! i always had a weakness to predator/prey thrope, esp when it's less of fluffy, twinlight kind of romance, but instead a gore-ish sort of deal, where one party can end up actually dying even if by pure accident. it provides some pretty big stakes. not to meantion, that there is always an unspoken paralell between sex n' death in horror genre. including consuming / stabbing / sucking blood an' such. it's important for me as horror movies fan. i like there to be some 'love' in my horror, even if it's not traditional or on the nose. it gives all those exederated gore-y / deadly scenes more meaning, if one wants to impliment it there. an' it just makes for a memorable scene as well.

also while i'm not super into the heroes 'turnin' bad' stuff, in this case, there is an appeal of flash / bruce going feral. it's hard to resist the playful thought about how bruce n' flash find their foe tempting, *iresistably attractive*, but in a different manner now. jack n' jon aren't no rosy maiden, who usually gets the spot of main dish / love interest, but this what makes it even better. jon an' jack are walking ginger bread, an' that's that, really. but tbf, they're kind of weirdos, who would always partly dig it. their handsome, brooding *arch*-enemy wants to eat them an' not some random hussie. that's very scary, an' also sexy lol.

still it's one of those moments in comics, where i wish that they kept the secenes going for a bit longer. just expanded on that suggestive possibility of them taking it step futher. but i also get why they didn't drag it out, cuz it wasn't the point of issue, anyways. just some lil fun moment. tho, i do love how batman *out of his mind or not* seemed to have enough mercy on crane to kill him off relativly quickly compared to the others. the riddler, pen-pen *yeah, i call oswald this* n' ivy had to suffer through the whole overdeal with full awarness, feeling their throats being ripped out, as they were still alive. jon was spared of such fate. the bat came, lectured him, broke his hand an' beheaded him. way quicker vs when you have to feel your meat and blood dripping all over ya. an' in venom's case, i loved how jack was so oddly forgiving of flash nearly decapitating him on the spot lol. flash *at that point* had already ate a fella or two. like bruce, he clearly wasn't proud of those times or enjoyd it, but out of all people, who managed to snap him out of the murder mode, it was jack. but hey, not on my watch! no one will die, but someone will be 'consumed', alright. that's just natural order of things or whatever. an' it's so bc i do make all the rules, haha.

as for more technical side of things, i did altered a few things. mainly with flash n' jack. i made flash's berserk venom form smalles an' all black, bc of well...uh, reasons. and also jack has an actual face here lol. also while at first, i wanted to draw him with his trade-mark messed up features, but kinda end up drawing him all 'dolled up' instead lol. so i suppose, along with all other au-ish elements, his face wasn't blown off in this universe either. an' on somewhat unrelated note, i like how both jack *even some of spiderman's ones* and jonathan are usually shown to be brunette or redhead. my pref will always be with those two being redheads, but still, it's a funny thing to ponder on. another technical bit is that, i wanted both jack n' jon being unable to use their hands / arms in one of the picture, since for me it's like snaring a 'prey' and then, they are kinda useless without it too. jon can land one hell of a kick for sure, but it won't help him to push away the vampire from his neck. also no fear gas to spray from his gloves, even if it would have acomplished nothing. in jack's case, it's similiar situation. he can throw / shoot lil flames from his gloves, the only thing that all symbiotes seem to detaste, besides specific levels of noise. but if he can't do it, and it's too risky to shoot flame from his helmet, welp, he's screwed lol. an' i also wanted to use venom's tongue as bondage tool lol. it was one of those things, that i always loved about venom symbiote / carnage looks an' anatomy, is how 'bendy' their bodies are. an' how creepy they can strech their body parts as well. both, bruce n' flash possess superhuman powers in this, so nor jon nor jack is actually a match for them. but taking away even the last of their defenses is a cherry on the top. jonathan is already always spooked animal, an' with someone as dumbly tunel-visioned as jack, it take a tad more to scare him shitless. esp bc he thinks, that he's such hot shit of a mercenary, haha.

so yups, this year batman n' flash got a treat. jack and' jonathan *in comparison* got tentacles and anemia respectively. can this count as trick? i mean, i guess lol. but on bright side, jonathan is kinda bruce's bf / blood bank in this one, an' jack is....well, he's a bitch. i mean, he touched the toxin, so now flash have to 'mark' him lol.

anyway, this is as pg-15 as i can go about it on here. i have two extra adult-ish artworks for these set ups. you can call it a follow up, if you want. here's the link, if someone is curious. but pls remember adults only. while there is no nudity in this one, there is still a clearly sexual cut in it. *also, i'm working on fics related to these set-ups as well. already workshoping vamp!bruce/crane one. sadly, had no free time to finish it all on halloween as well, but hey, it's always halloween on this blog!*)

#batman #venom comics #bruce wayne #jonathan crane #scarecrow #jack o' lantern #flash thompson #agent venom #scarebat #flashjack #brew draws

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Fairytale

Series Warnings: Language, fake relationship, lying, drinking, major depressive disorder, mommy issues. Mentions of occasionally sexula interactions/ wording. Maybe eventual smut. Individual chapter warnings will appear as needed.

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Chapter 7: Decoration Run

“Wait, so why do you need a wedding shower? A bachelorette party, and a rehearsal dinner.” You asked Mia as you looked over her many tiny note cards.

“Well, a wedding shower is so that people could bring their gifts ahead of time and not at the wedding. Just to clean up the venue and keep that fairytale aesthetic.” She explained with a smile. You nodded and continued to look through the cards.

“Okay, so you’re fine with it being in the backyard?” You double-checked with her. Though, you two already discussed that it would be in the backyard. You just didn’t want any sudden changes.

“Yes, when we sent the cards out we made sure to give this address. The bachelorette party will only be just the wedding party, and so will the rehearsal dinner will be at the venue, and it will be a few days before the wedding.” She explained.

“Right right… So really I just have to do the wedding shower and the bachelorette party?” You asked her.

“Yeah basically.” She nodded in response.

“Right okay…. So the wedding party is this Friday?” You double-checked with her.

“Yes.” She smiled brightly and clapped her hands together. “I can’t wait. Nick and I will be here around three. Just a bit after the party begins to make an entrance.”

“Noted.” You looked up at her, “Looks like I got my week planned.”

“Hey, you’re doing an amazing job. Thank you for everything, and thank you for helping me find my dress.” You smiled at her compliment and pulled her into a hug.

“You don’t know to thank me. You’re my sister. I love you.”

“I love you too.” She said and pulled away. “Okay, I have to go, we’re getting ready to pick a cake out.” She smiled and stood up.

“You got this,” you smiled at her. She nodded and made her way out. “Oh, hi Austin.” Your sister said as she ran into your fake boyfriend.

“Hey Mia,” he responded as he walked into your room.

“See you two, Friday!” She smiled and gave you both a wave before leaving.

“Friday?” Austin questioned as he pressed a kiss to your head. You hummed and nodded.

“Wedding shower.” You answered as you wrote down a few last things on the notecards.

“I thought they only did those for babies?” Austin responded back confused. In all honestly, you thought the same thing. You have only ever heard of baby showers. Not wedding showers.

“Well, she doesn’t want gifts to be running her wedding. So, she wants a wedding shower. Which I have to prepare for on Friday.” You explained to him as you closed your laptop, and tossed the notecards to the side.

“I’ll help you,” Austin said as he plopped down on your bed.

“We also have to do the bachelor and bachelorette party and make sure the rehearsal dinner goes well.” You sighed and brought your hand up to your face. “I didn’t know being the maid of honor meant I did everything.”

“Your sister trusts you, and she believes in you. I believe in you. You got this.” He held his hands out for you. You smiled softly and grabbed his hands.

“You’re just saying that.”

“Nooo, I mean it.” He said and pulled you closer, causing you to fall onto the bed, right on top of him. Your breath hitched as you realized your close proximity.

“I-I.” Austin chuckled at your response and shook his head.

“You okay there?” He asked. You hummed and nodded. You pulled yourself away a bit and sucked in a breath. You already felt your cheeks heating up. Goddamn, you and your feelings.

“Yeah yeah, I’m all good. I’m so good, I’m coolio.” You tried to cover up, but let’s be honest… you were as bright as a tomato. You didn’t know what to say.

“Coolio?” Austin chuckled lightly. You blushed even harder and pulled yourself away.

“So, you’re coming?” You asked him.

“Yup,” Austin stood back up on his feet.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

“So what’s their theme?” Austin asked as he pushed around the cart.

“It's a fairytale, so anything magical and whimsical.” You answered as you walked down the many aisles of Micheal’s.

“Is it a play on their names? From the princess diaries?” He asked. You turned and faced him. He was catching up on the nicknames you gave your sister and her fiancé.

“Yes, it is.” You smiled and turned back towards the merchandise. You picked up some things and placed them in the cart.

“So, how many people are going to be at this shower?”

“Just as many people as the wedding.” You answered and dug through your purse. “I have the exact number in here somewhere…” you muttered.

“You don’t need to grab it right this minute, Y/n. As long as we grab a rough estimate we’ll be fine.”

“No no, I need it to go perfectly. If it doesn’t go perfectly then I ruin Mia’s wedding shower. I can’t let that happen.” You said as you finally found the paper with RSVPs on it.

“Is it that, or is it your mother?” Austin asked.

“My mother? Why would it be my mother?” You looked at him confused.

“Y/n,” Austin put his hands on your arms and ran them up and down in a comforting manner. “It’s going to turn out perfect. You just have to believe in yourself.”

You nodded listening to his words. “Okay.” You knew he was right, he always was. You just have to believe in yourself. Push all the negative thoughts away.

“Okay,” He replied back and pulled his hands away. You nodded and started to pull things off the shelves. You just needed the decorations. Then you would have to get a bunch of balloons.

You could hire someone to make balloon things, but you would rather do it yourself and save some money. Well, save some of your father’s money. Plus, it would add more meaning to it. Though, it wasn’t something they could keep. It would just go straight into the trash. So, sure you’ll waste some time but… that’s okay.

“Okay… you’ll meet the rest of my family here. Friends don’t really matter. My brother will be coming in. My aunts and uncles. My cushions. The whole zone of family members will be in.” You told Austin.

“Shouldn’t be too bad. We got our story.” He replied back.

“Maybe so, but you haven’t met my aunt. She will ask everything and more.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means, you don’t get… Oh, how did you two meet? No no no. You get that, what was the time you two met? What was she wearing when you fell in love? That kind of stuff. She digs deep for those answers.” You explained. Austin made an oh sound and nodded. “And she’ll dig, and ask us the same stuff just to see if our stories match up.”

“Is she a detective? What the hell?”

“She does it to make sure. She did it with Nick. She just wants to see if they are the ones.” You shrugged because you weren’t even a hundred percent sure if that’s why she did it.

“Interesting. It’s like she’s looking out for you two.”

“Oh, she does it with my brother also.” You mentioned.

“So she’s like that aunt who wants to know absolutely everything, and thinks she’s constantly being lied to?”

“Hmm, in a way yes. She grew up with only brothers so… she was lied to a bunch and was always last to know about things.” You said as you dropped some plasticware in the cart.

“So in the end… we gotta be prepared.”

“Yes, very prepared. If you thought my parents were hard… she’s the one we have to watch out for-” Before you could finish your sentence.

“Y/n?” You turned your head at the sound and saw Noah.

You pressed a fake smile on your face. “Noah, hey.”

“I can’t believe it, it’s been what…” Noah starts to think for a big.

“Yeah yeah, six years.” You nodded as you stood a bit closer to Austin. Noah looked over at Austin and smiled.

“You must be Nick’s best man, I’m Noah,” Noah said as he held out his hand for Austin to shake.

Austin grabbed his hand and the two shook hands. “Nice to meet you. How do you two know each other?” Austin asked.

“Oh, we used to be together. Yeah, we broke up a bit before she ran away.” Noah answered. You rolled your eyes at his response. You didn’t run away. You simply fled from the place that caused you so much pain and sorrow.

“Right well, it was nice to see you again. Let’s uh… Let’s not do this again.” You smiled innocently. Noah looked at you confused.

“Well, I’ll be there on Friday, and at the other events. I am part of the wedding party.”

“Right, I forgot you were Nick’s friend… right. Well, we are very busy so… we have to get going: You forced your smile and pulled Austin along.

“What was that?”

“Noah,” you grumbled under your breath.

“I’m guessing that didn’t end well?” Austin questioned. You shook your head in response. You folded your arms against your chest and let out a sigh.

“We were fine in the beginning, but then as time went… it got worse and worse. Then he broke up with me. And while in some eyes I ran away, I simply fled from the scene.” You shrugged.

“Look, don’t worry about him okay? It’s you and I. You have too much on your mind to worry about some idiotic ex. Besides, you got a new hot boyfriend now.” He smirked. You looked at him and raised your eyebrow.

“All right hot shot, let’s split. I’m going to hit the balloons and fake flowers and whatnot, I need you to grab other decorations. We’ll meet up somewhere in ten or twenty minutes.” You told him. He nodded and you two went your separate ways.

You made your way over to the balloon section and started pulling off the colors you needed. Friday was closer than you wanted it to be, and you didn’t want it to be. Truth be told, you were more nervous about this event than the main wedding.

Maybe that was because you just found out about it, but it just meant there was no escape. You had duties at the actual wedding, here you were just gonna sit around, enjoy food… and converse. The one part you actually didn’t want to do.

It couldn’t be too bad. Just avoid everyone. Just keep to yourself and everything will be fine and dandy. Keep yourself close to Austin, and he’ll do all the talking. You let out a sigh and shake your head. You couldn’t let him do all the talking. You couldn’t just let him do everything just because you think you’ll fuck it up.

Okay, just… clear your mind. You have the stuff to do. You’re here for your sister’s wedding. You aren’t here for shits and giggles. Mia is your priority. You want to make sure everything goes according to plan.

You walked over to the fake plants and flowers and started to pick some out. You really started to regret splitting up, mostly because he had the cart, and you were starting to get overfilled. You let out a sigh and reached for your phone in your pocket. Of course, because your arms were overfilled with an abundance of items, you started dropping them.

“No no no,” you groaned.

“Here let me help you-” You already knew from his voice who that was. The person you didn’t want to see anymore.

“Noah no. I don’t want to talk to you, and I don’t want to see you again.” You spoke to him as you shook your head.

“Still being selfish I see,” he chuckled and started to pick some things up.

“Noah. I said no.” You turned to face him.

“I’m already picking them up, nothing you can do to stop me now.” He stood up. You rolled your eyes at him and pulled out your phone.

“So I was thinking… maybe we could get together for drinks later? Just the two of us,”

“Back away pal. She’s taken.” You looked up and saw Austin. You let out a breath of relief and went over to him. You had no idea how he knew you needed him, but goddamit you were very happy he knew.

“You?”

“Yes.”

“Oh please, like she could pull you. No offense bro, but you are way out of her league.” You let out a gasp and shook your head. He really came here to fight, didn't he? You dropped the balloons into the cart and cracked your knuckles. You were ready to punch this fucking idiot.

“First off, she is way out of your league. I don’t even know how or why she dated you in the first place. Second off, I don’t even feel like I deserve her. She is way too good for me and I deeply love her. So, drop the fake flowers in the cart, and get the fuck out of my face.” Austin looked at him annoyed.

Noah rolled his eyes and dropped the fake flowers in the cart and walked away. “Yeah, you better run you fucking bitch.”

“All right, calm down, this isn’t WWE smackdown.” Austin chuckled. You rolled your eyes at him and leaned up to him and kissed his cheek.

“Thank you for being here.” You said. Austin smiled and perked your chin up to kiss you softly.

“Thank you for bringing me.”

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pars-ley · 1 year

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Number 28 (part one)

Pairing: Taehyung x female reader

Summary: Moving into your new building, the last thing you expect is to be helped by your gorgeous new neighbour but will ignoring the connection the two of you have be that easy or will it backfire and blow up in your face.

Genre: Neighbour au / fluff / Angst / friends to lovers /strangers to lovers / series /

Rating: 15 (SFW)

Warnings: slight embarrassment / flirting / Taehyung being dreamy

Word count: 3.2k

Beta: @baljinciaga and @kthpurplesyou thank you both so much for your kind words and advice.

Banner: @imakeamess you’re honestly amazing.

Notes: This is for @btsmosphere thank you for your ask, I really appreciate and sorry it’s taken me so damn long. I’m turning this into a series, future chapters might possibly be nsfw. Thank you for reading and if you could reblog, comment or send me an ask telling me what you think, i’d really love it.

You manage to catch one of the double fire exit doors at the back of your new building with your foot and manoeuvre your back against it, enabling you to slip inside without having to put your heavy box down.

Moving into a new apartment is hard enough but you chose to do it at night, with only one friend to help you. It seemed like a good idea at the time, it would be quiet with hardly anyone using the elevator but you’d forgotten just how much stuff you had packed and the idea of just the two of you lugging everything up filled you with dread for the very long night ahead.

You hear the ding of the elevator, snapping you out of your thoughts, and rush round the corner to catch the back of someone going inside.

“Hold the doors, please!” you call out, struggling to get there before the doors close. A hand comes out at the last minute sending them opening again. “Thank you.” you say strained, as you step in and place the box down with a bump. Hopefully there’s nothing fragile in this one. Leaning over you press the same button that’s already alit and straighten up, trying to stretch your already aching back.

“Are you moving in?” a deep, rich voice echoes in the confines of the metal walls.

Wiping the sweat off your brow with the back of your hand and glancing up, you freeze for a moment. Now you understand what tall, dark and handsome really means and there he was in a suit tailored to perfection. Black hair styled flawlessly with not a single strand out of place, not to mention a face the gods themselves would make a picture of out of stars.

Suddenly you were wishing you weren’t standing here in your lounge suit, had some makeup on and weren’t a flushed sweaty mess while in such a confined space.

“Uh, yea.” you reply, feeling like an absolute idiot. That was the best you could come up with?

“Number 27 by any chance?” he asks, running a hand through his shiny hair and sending it bouncing back into place. The movement of his arm circulated his scent around you. Musky, sweet but clean and absolutely drawing you in.

You raise an eyebrow at his question. “Yea, how do you know? Was there a newsletter or something?”

Laughing with a boxy smile that has your insides melting, “I happen to know who your new neighbour is.”

God, you hope its him.“And…what are they like? Wild parties? Loud music? Never ending stream of guests?”

A sideways smile that makes your heart hurt, he looks so damn good. “More like; quiet nights in with a book, a few friends over on the odd occasion and excessive photography. So if you can hear the click of the camera lens through the walls then it sucks for you.”

You laugh. That was a relief to say the least. “Oh, well that sounds bearable.”

“Does that mean you’re the party animal?” A touch of humour glinting in his ebony eyes.

“More of a late night movie watcher, friends over for gaming sessions and unless a paintbrush on a canvas can be heard, I'm as quiet as a mouse.”

A genuine heart warming smile stretches across his face.How someone so devastatingly handsome could be so adorable at the same time had you dizzy.

“Then in that case, welcome to the building, neighbour.” he puts a hand out and you shake it.

“You’re the bookworm?” you ask, unsure whether to feel excited at having his apartment so close or disappointed that you know can't date him for the very same reason. Like you'd have a shot anyway.

He grimaces slightly at the nickname. “Taehyung, nice to meet you.” you give him your name and he looks down at the singular box you have with you, “is this all you have?”

“I wish, there's a whole truck full downstairs and I've only just started.” you rub your face, tiredness of the day finally catching up.

“Where are your movers?” he frowns, seeming genuinely concerned.

“Miss cheap skate here didn’t wanna pay out for any. My friends offered but everyone, bar one person bailed last minute, so it’s just two of us.” you shrug attempting to ease the crease of worry on his forehead.

“We can’t have that. I’ll go down with you and help.”

The elevator stops and the doors open with a loud ding. Bending to pick up the box it is taken from your grasp and lifted swiftly away.

“No, no, honestly, you’ll ruin your suit.” you’re practically chasing him down the hallway to your door.

“I'll change.”

“I really couldn’t ask you to do that.” you fumble with your keys but manage to open the door to let him place the box inside.

“Well it’s a good job you didn’t and I offered.” he says heading back out the door, removing his blazer and unlocking his door just a few metres from yours. “I’m just going to change quickly.”

You hesitate. “Well, if you insist on helping, that would be great."

He nods. "What are neighbours for? I'm just going to change," he says as he unlocks the door to his department. "I'll meet you back downstairs."

"Sure thing." You reply, pushing the button for the elevator and resisting the urge to look inside his apartment. When you hear his door click shut behind you, the excitement of having him help blooms inside you, holding back the squeal you feel bubbling in your throat and opting for a silent laugh instead.

The opening doors of the elevator invite you in and all you are met with is your cheshire cat grin looking back at you in the reflection of the mirrors inside. You shake your head at yourself. Get a grip. See a cute guy and you're ready to lose your mind. Yea sure he seems nice, friendly, helpful, not to mention dreamy but you cannot date your neighbour.

You push the thoughts aside ready to return to your task at hand.

Once outside, the autumn night air has a bite to it, very different to the warmth you felt next to Taehyung and it sends a shiver through you. The lights from the building illuminate the darkness, your boxes glowing like a broadway sign saying ‘new to the building’.

Footsteps echo as you stroll down the quiet alley at the back of the building, the hushed sounds of the cars on the road of the busy city whisper in the distance. Your friend, Mark’s grunts interrupt the peace, the noise bouncing off of the walls around you, as he moves furniture into a pile at the end of the van.

“Is there anything you want taken up first?” he asks from inside the van.

“Probably the parts of the bed, they can be taken straight into the bedroom and I'll put it together tomorrow.”

He turns to you over his shoulder, looking at you through his dark fringe and says, “and what are you going to sleep on tonight genius?”

“It’s called the sofa, dummy.” you poke your tongue out at him as the sound of light footsteps echo behind you. When Taehyung appears at your side, the same scent from the elevator envelopes you, even outside it's intoxicating. Glancing up at him you’re even more devastated by his casual outfit than you were in the suit.

The grey hoodie unzipped, showing a white t-shirt tight enough to accentuate his defined chest, with the matching grey jogging bottoms and a black baseball cap he wore backwards. This look made you want to bite your lip and let your eyes wander down but you dare not.

Snapping yourself out of your trance, you make introductions. “Mark, this is my new neighbour, Taehyung, who has so graciously offered to help us out.”

They nod to each other, before Mark returns to halling out bed parts.

“So, I made a call and a couple of my friends are coming over to help.” Taehyung informs you with your head snapping up in his direction. “What?”

Mark sighs, the sound full of relief. “Taehyung, I don't even know you but I like you already.”

Taehyung’s answering chuckle was endearing and you had to stop your eyes from growing puppy dog wide whilst you tried not to make your admiration obvious.

“You didn’t have to do that.” You say quietly, not wanting to seem ungrateful but not knowing how to deal with this stranger's kindness, as Mark starts to unload the bed parts, passing them down to you and Taehyung.

“I know but they aren’t doing anything, they’re happy to help.”

You both head back inside, placing the bed parts against the wall next to the elevator to try to lessen your trips.

“It’s Friday night, how can they not have plans?” You can’t seem to let it drop, as kind as it is, you don’t like feeling in debt to someone.

“Hey, I don’t have plans.” Taehyung protests with a slight pout.

“You sure looked like you had plans?” raising an eyebrow at him quizzically.

He sighs, defeated, “Ok, I had a date.”

Surprisingly, disappointment blooms in your stomach and something akin to jealousy threatens under the surface but you push that away in an instant. “Oh?” you respond as you turn away and head back to the van.

“It was a blind date, I don’t usually agree to them,” he says quickly, as if ashamed. “And tonight just proved the reason why.”

You can’t fathom the delight that blooms inside your chest at hearing this and you mentally scold yourself for it. “That bad huh?”

He nods and you watch his face drop as you finish lugging all the parts of your bed back into the building. “I text a friend to "fake call" me with an emergency just so I had an excuse to leave.”

You watch his forehead wrinkle in anguish as if wrestling with that decision he made and clearly feeling bad about it.

“We’ve all been there. Sometimes it’s gotta be done.”

He mulls that over and gives you a small smile. “Safe to say it’s the last blind date I'll be going on.”

You both journey up in the elevator again, holding the parts against the walls to stop them falling over.

“I’m struggling to understand why someone like you even needs to be set up on a blind date.” There you go thinking out loud again before you can stop the words escaping your lips.

His eyes look up at yours, gaze curious but you see something flicker in them you can't quite place. “Someone like me?”

Instantly your cheeks heat, wishing you could take that sentence back. Not having any idea what to say in response to save yourself some more embarrassment, you scramble for an answer until the panic makes you cave and you just decide to be honest.

“Yea…I mean, look at you. I’m surprised there’s not a line of women following you around as we speak.”

Now, it was his turn to blush. You watch the pink spread across his cheekbones as he tries to hide his bashful smile. “Definitely not.” clearing his throat and flicking the hair out of his eyes he changes the subject, something you’re grateful for. “Anyway, what about you? Moving in alone?”

“Yep, just me.” You were feeling awkward and not sure why.

“No boyfriend?” his eyebrow twitches and you just shake your head in response.

“Now that surprises me.”

It was your turn again for that persistent blush having only just got rid of it. “Why’s that?” and yet, a part of you wanted him to continue.

“Well, you’re beautiful, funny, friendly…that's just what I've got from our brief encounter so far. Not to mention, creative and a gamer, all high ranking points in what a lot of guys look for in someone…”

You shrug, managing to hide the grin that threatens to portray itself. “It’s finding a nice guy that's not going to waste my time, that’s the problem.”

He nods, understanding. Maybe it’s the same with women too. “Relationships are not the difficult part to navigate. For me, it’s finding someone that’s actually interesting enough to want to spend so much time with, do you get that?” The same worry in his eyes you’ve felt in yourself countless times when attempting to open up to someone. He really gets it.

“Completely. Lately, it feels as if so much is focused on how someone looks and how much money they spend on dates, as opposed to the actual connection you have with someone and how they make you feel. After all, when you’re old and wrinkled that’s what’s really going to matter.” There’s a long pause and when Taehyung doesn’t respond you glance up at his face to see him staring at you, smiling.

When a few more moments pass, you awkwardly shift your feet and that seems to snap him out of his trance. He clears his throat again and nods. “Couldn’t have said it better myself.”

On your return trip back downstairs, his friends have arrived in the lobby and he introduces you to Jungkook and Jimin, both extremely friendly and extremely handsome. What are these guys eating? Having this many good looking, friendly and helpful guys in a friendship group should be against basic human rights.

After some casual chit chat, their sleeves are rolled up and they are lugging box after box to your apartment. Even Mark seems to get along with all of them and he is one of the least social people you know, he barely even tolerates you.

Everything moves fast with the extra hands and before long there are only a few more boxes to take up. It's when you get the sofa into the building that you realise it will not fit in the elevator and all of you will have to try to take it up seven flights of stairs.

The comical aspect of this proves too much at first as all of you at some point end up in fits of laughter as you all try angling it in different ways to get it past the corners and the bannisters. This was a living 'friend's' sketch for sure, the urge to call out "pivot" was almost overwhelming but in case they were not fans of the show you decided to keep it to yourself, smirking in your own amusement.

By the time the sofa reaches your new living area, the guys had a sheen of sweat across their brows and their heavy panting chorused together.

“Ok, you guys have done enough! Me and Mark can take it from here,” you touch Taehyung's shoulder, “Thank you, all, you’ve been such a great help.”

Jungkook jumped on the spot a little, “Nah we’re good, there’s like three more boxes, we’ll go and grab the last ones.” He flexes his muscles and wiggles his eyebrows at you before him and Jimin jog out down the hallway.

“Whatever these guys are on, I want some of it.” Mark says dryly before leaving with them.

Now you and Taehyung are alone again, awkwardness starts to rise up and you’re unsure why but before it can escalate you interject, “Well then, I’m getting pizza for everyone as a thank you. Where’s a good pizza place ‘round here?” You pull out your phone already googling places in the area.

“You don’t have to do that.” Taehyung protests and you give him a disapproving look.

“And you all didn’t have to help me, so let me repay the gesture.”

He gives in and nods, telling you about a pizza place they order from all the time. As you complete the order, the others return with the last of your stuff.

You surveyed your apartment, it didn’t look like much right now but it was yours and all your stuff was here.

Mark’s arm winds around your shoulders, encasing you in a warm hug. “You ok?” he watches your face as you nod and lean into him.

You felt an immense swell of pride in your chest, and you had every reason to be proud of yourself. You had bought this apartment on your own, with only a little help from Mark of a small loan for your deposit but you had done it. A huge milestone you'd dreamed of reaching, fair enough you'd always imagine this step with a partner or husband but the fact that you managed by yourself made you feel even more successful. It showed you, you could be successful on your own without a man propping you up.

After the last apartment you attempted to buy with your ex, you weren't sure you wanted to even try again. But dwelling on the past doesn't do anyone any good. Here you are, finally at a place in life you were happy in most aspects.

You take a deep breath and turn back to the guys. “Ok, pizza’s on the way.”

They cheer and you are quickly enveloped in a warm hug with Jungkook and Jimin, dancing you around the room until you are laughing so much your belly hurts.

“Alright, I vote we eat in my apartment, as I have the luxury of seating.” Taehyung’s amused voice sounds.

“Excuse me sir, but what do you call that?” You point at your sofa with feign shock popping your mouth open.

“Let me rephrase, I have the luxury of ample seating.”

You couldn't help the laugh that escapes. “Fair point.”

Taehyung leaves with Jungkook and Jimin talking excitedly but you feel eyes on you and turn to the only one left in the room.

“What?” you ask after noticing Mark's questioning gaze.

“What is that?”

You frown as you look around the room, not understanding. “What is what?”

“Oh come on, there’s something between you two.” he says as if stating a well known fact.

Your brain hustle’s for some semblance of understanding. “Between who now?”

He laughs and shakes his head. “Don’t give me that. You and Taehyung, it’s so obvious it’s practically visible.”

Your mouth pops open and you feel annoyance rise up inside you, at him creating something over nothing. “I’ve only just met him.”

Shrugging, he replies. “Since when does a spark have a time constraint?”

Your mouth opens for a response but you hesitate. Do you have a spark? Just because two people get along doesn’t mean there’s something behind it. “It’s called being friendly, doofus.”

“Hmm-mm,” raising an eyebrow at you. “You’re friendly with me, with Jungkook and Jimin too but Taehyung…god, it’s practically suffocating, the energy between you, and you know i’m right otherwise you wouldn’t be getting so defensive.” He smirks and the sight irritates your soul.

“There. Is. Nothing.” your foot stamps slightly making your point final as you fold your arms across your chest, something Mark finds very amusing.

“Alright, little miss brush-off, whatever you say. Let’s go eat.” He hooks your arm and drags you out the door and to Taehyung's apartment with questions rapidly filling your head and overthinking now beginning.

Was he right? Did Taehyung like you or is Mark simply reading into a new friendship too hard? Either way, you have to be careful now, the last thing you need is to fall out with your next door neighbour. Whether that be heartbreak or misunderstanding, especially when you’ve only been in the building for four hours.

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sanb3rry · 1 year

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Hi! I loved your Jean fic so much! 🥰🥰🥰

If you're still open to taking requests, could you possibly do one with an "enemies to lovers" and "hurt-comfort" tropes wherein reader and Jean are always arguing with each other (similar to the canon dynamic between Jean and Eren in the series), but Jean makes a remark that takes things too far and hurts the reader big-time so reader avoids him and Jean gradually realizes that he actually misses the reader.

lover boy !

in which jean's words finally get him in trouble.

cw : angst kinda??, asshole! jean, fem! reader, he gets better tho dw, angst to fluff.

"wow, fuck you jean" you bumped into him as you both played mario kart in connie's apartment. "not my fault you suck ass" he retorted.

your relationship with jean was complicated, to say the least. yea, you argued with each other but if anyone messes with you he'd beat their ass and the same goes for you with him.

you've been crushing on him for a while now but will you admit it? no. will you accept your friends' claims about him liking you back? no, obviously not.

this crush didn't come out of nowhere either, yes jean is very attractive but there are times when he's the nicest person to you. especially when you aren't feeling the best, he catches on to your emotions pretty quickly considering how close you two are.

like mentioned before it's complicated.

connie and sasha were giggling to themselves as they opened the pizza box you ordered. "honestly, why are you so annoying" you asked, "you only think i'm annoying cause i'm beating you in mario kart." he replied.

"that's not true, i think you're annoying all the time."

"uh huh, sure you do."

"ok, that's enough you two." sasha intervened. "anyways how'd that date go with that guy?" she changed the topic.

"shitty." you answered, her attempt to lift the mood had failed. "as expected." jean said.

"what's that supposed to mean?" you questioned, jean glanced at you and back at the tv. "i'm just saying that almost every date or relationship you've been in always ends up being "shitty" or whatever." he explained. "i'm starting to think maybe the problem isn't the guy.".

your eyes widened, "that's low, jean." connie said. "don't connie, i'm leaving." you said as you got your things. "c'mon, i didn't mean it like that" jean said, "yea, don't leave cause of him, please." sasha pleaded. "i'll text you when i get home." you said to sasha. and just like that you left.

"way to ruin the mood jean." connie remarked, "you better apologize."

it's been a week and you haven't talked to jean. and no, he hadn't even come to apologize to you.

honestly, he missed the banters or stupid fights you got with him a lot, and you missed him too but if what he said is what he really thinks then you're better off without him.

it got very awkward whenever you hung out with connie or sasha cause he's always there just looking at you, trying to say something but he just leaves, it's ridiculous.

so when he called you to "talk" right after your last class you agreed.

"uh, i'm sorry about last week. i wasn't thinking right." he said. "yea, you weren't" he chuckled at your comment. "i don't like seeing you get hurt by these people when there are plenty of guys who would treat you the right way, and we both know you aren't the problem, you're an amazing person, i just worded it the wrong way. i'm sorry, i missed you a lot this past week." he continued. his apology was genuine, you could tell.

"i accept your apology, but it still stings when the people you're closest to say stuff like that, y'know." you said, "i know, and i'm so sorry. i didn't mean what i said at all, i'll make it up to you, i swear." you nodded.

"jean, were you talking about yourself when you said 'plenty of guys who would treat you right'." you asked.

"... i mean, i know i'm not the nicest person but if you give me a chance, i swear i'll be the best. it's totally fine if you don't want to either, i don't want to pressure you, especially after what i said last week." he smiled.

"take me on a date and then i'll decide, lover boy."

"deal." he was gonna make it up to you no matter what.

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trulybetty · 6 months

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Sunday Week in Review XII

Happy Sunday on a Tuesday!

(let's pretend it still is and I didn't fall asleep on the sofa last night and get sent to bed by Mr. Truly when I insisted I wasn't sleeping).

I apologize that this is a compact version - but I really wanted to make sure what I read last week gets the attention it very much deserves 💕

So, on with the show...

T R U L Y U P D A T E S . . .

oct' x 22 - pile of leaves (frankie x gn!reader)

oct' x 23 - harvest (gold rush!joel x charlotte)

oct' x 24 - fog (tim rockford x f!reader)

oct' x 25 - jack-o-lanterns (marcus pike x reader)

oct' x 26 -campfire (frankie x reader)

oct' x 27 - witches (sequins!joel x f!reader)

oct' x 28 -samhain(tim rockford x gn!reader)

W H A T I R E A D . . .

Wash Day (Marcus) by @secretelephanttattoo I re-read this one again because this is one of the most adorable pieces of Marcus Pike fluff - this whole fic just sucks you in and is just a comforting cloud 💕

Goodwill Hunting (Dieter) by @secretelephanttattoo This is just So Dieter branded through and through! Chaotic, fun and hilariously Dieter, just as our favourite trash panda should be.

in fiction (Dieter) by @sin-djarin Becca's follow-up to Joel's Coming Home is this beautiful piece on Dieter coming to bed and it's gorgeous. I'm here for anyone who can paint our favourite trash panda in a soft light.

A Gift of Light and Joy (Javi G.) by @prolix-yuy This hit right in the feels. It was the right balance between exploring the complexities of existing in a plus-size body, and being in a relationship with someone who doesn't see that, but not for lack of care. It hit home with a lot of my own experiences and was a truly comforting read. Honestly, I'm selling this short - please do read, you won't be disappointed!

Good Morning Agent York (Dave) by @morallyinept I'm in awe of Jett's Giflet series, 500 words or less and written based off of a gif. They've all been fantastic and this is another great addition. I'm tentatively dipping my toe into all things York and this was a soft landing. Jett does a fantastic job of weaving the interaction of the reader with Dave that is neatly left for your own interpretation of what comes next - but may have you itching to know a bit more.

Working Title (Dieter) by @rhoorl I'm very much enjoying the slow burn between Belle and Dieter and who can't enjoy it when it's set in the beautiful landscape of Hawaii? Chapter 15 does not disappoint and I love a cheeky cameo of any kind 😉

Dress Me Up & Call Me Pretty (Dieter) by @morallyinept This was both a character study and a delicious romp with Dieter. I really do appreciate a good fanfic of Dieter that explores the vulnerable side of him while leaning into the chaos that is him. I very much recommend this one.

Bubble (Joel) by @secretelephanttattoo This was beautiful! There's so much intimacy woven into the story without being explicit and gives you an understanding of these two with barely a word spoken between them. El does such a fantastic job here with building a little window into this relationship.

Hinterland (Frankie) by @legendary-pink-dot 600 words. 600 words and it's just amazing what Dot does here in crafting an intimate story between our reader and Frankie. So atmospheric, so dreamy, so hot and very much all Frankie.

Hope everyone had a fantastic Halloween if you celebrate or if not, a terrific Tuesday!

Here's to the rest of the week!

#betty's sunday in review #sunday week in review

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Let's Talk Whump

Welcome to Let’s Talk Whump, a series of interviews that spotlight the amazing people in our whump community! I’m Malice and I’ll be your host today.

Today’s I’m talking whump with the amazing @lonesome–hunter!

(this blog and the recommended pieces contain NSFW and are 18+)

Welcome to Let’s Talk Whump! Would you mind sharing a little about yourself?

Howdy! My name is Sarah but everyone usually calls me Lonesome. I'm an elder here in the community lol. I love thrifting, smoking pot, birdwatching and Disney World (I live so close to it). My favorite colors alternate between black, various greens and burnt orange. I truly love all animals. There's no way I could pick just one. I am particularly fond of moths, owls, elephants and exotic birds.

I'm a big stoner goth aunt and I love connecting with people. So feel free to come talk to me anytime!

What does whump mean to you?

It's absolutely an outlet for me. When I was a kid I couldn't figure out why I liked seeing people tied up in people's basements in movies and on TV so much but it never left my mind. Those feelings are there, the excitement. When I started writing in fifth grade I realized I could produce those feelings by writing the stories myself.

And trauma dumping through fictional people is almost therapy lol.

And how did you find the whump community? What made you want to join?

During the first season of Supernatural I got on live journal and found other SPN communities. Then I fell down a rabbit hole that led me to whump. I finally had a word and a whole bunch of people who felt the same way which felt validating after being told I'm weird from teachers and family members.

During the pandemic I reconnected with it when I was in a dark place and really got into what everyone was doing. I thought "maybe I can do this". The rest is history.

Do you think your view on whump changed since you joined in terms of trope enjoyment or consumption style?

My view on whump has always been the same really. No one is hurting anyone and with proper warnings we can write the darker stuff some of us really enjoy.

I can't really say there are any I changed my mind over. Any trope can be good if it sucks you in with the writing.

And your favourite whump tropes because it’s guaranteed there’ll be more than one!

Ooh wee here we goooo lol. I dig dehumanization, whipping, sadistic whumpers, noncon, water torture, stress positions, begging. So many.

Time to share your awesome writing. Do you have a favourite piece you've written?

So my first main series “The Devil’s Highway” has been my baby for three plus years and I’m excited to rework it now that I have more tools at my disposal. That being said, I really am proud of what I did with “Bury Me Beneath The Weeping Willow Tree”. It features some heavy TWs so be mindful of that but that almost stopped me from wanting to do it. Would showing Big Boy and Darlin’s graphic murder be too far? Probably lol. But I really dug deep in and got emotional writing it honestly. And it shows Ezra that this weird love Josiah has for me won’t protect him like he thinks it will. It didn’t work for Big Boy. Those two guys are secretly my favorite and I’m most excited about reworking that particular story.

Your imagery is deliciously brutal and creepy. I’m obsessed with it, it’s that good! Do you have a writing routine or is it more when inspiration strikes?

Definitely a night owl. I can’t focus until it’s dark out. Gotta have water and a little sweet drink to keep me focused. I tend to write when something strikes, lately it’s been extremely dry for me creatively but I’m trying to stretch my legs again and get back into it.

And do you find that it’s easier to write some things over others?

I can write the hell out of dreams, surrealism and atmosphere. That’s always been my favorite thing to do writing wise. Also death fics are fun lol.

Dialogue is my least favorite and it probably shows but can’t get better without practice.

Is there anything you're working on at the moment?

Been working on the rework of The Devil’s Highway, started a fun little prompt series about a bunch of masked men and I have another forced to fight series with slow burn romance than I’ve ever done before.

Do you have a joke or pun you would like to share to spread some smiles today?

I wish I could remember the dad joke my customer told me last night that sent me into a coughing fit but I have another one for you.

"What do you call a factory that makes okay products?" "A satisfactory."

That got a laugh out of me! Is there any writing advice you’d like to share?

Just have fun. Don’t put so much pressure on yourself and just write for yourself.

And tag your stuff!

Shout out to your favourite writing/whump blogs, bffs or people who've inspired you. We're hyping everyone one up here!!!

Oh man there's so many I could be here all day but these folks have truly helped me so much over the years and I would die for them lol

@knivestothroats, @galaxywhump, @girlsjustwannadrawwhump, @evermetnotforgotten, @redstainedsocks, @coldresolve, @whumpshaped, @whumpfigure, @ephemeral-phosphorescence, @whump-me-all-night-long,

Anything you'd like to add?

Save Florida from Facists!

So good to have you here today, @lonesome--hunter!

And to all you folks at home, have a whump-derful day!

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