that seems to be my genre

kairos

kairos (n.) — the perfect, delicate, crucial moment: the fleeting rightness of time and place that creates the opportune atmosphere for action, words, or movement; also, weather // but it seems as if jihoon can’t seem to grasp the right timing for anything involving you

genre: fluff + angst

word count: 2.5K

pairing: reader x park jihoon

a/n: can you tell that i’m absolute trash for wanna one oops ! i also take requests so just slip into my ask if you want to see anything in particular :“)

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Sue Min Yoongi | MY

Pairing: Min Yoongi X Lawyer!Reader

Summary: Yoongi leaving his family behind in order to pursue his musical career. He also left his girlfriend that supported his dream and ends up running into her after his success. Y/n is a corporate lawyer who is suing big hit for copyright infringement. He still has feelings for her but doesn’t want to seem like he only likes her so the lawsuit could be dropped. Even though she tries to avoid him, they keep meetings inevitably through charity galas and corporate parties.

Genre: Fluff, angst

Warnings: Mention of the sexuals…

Word Count: 2,800+

Note: Thank you so much for this request Anon! Honestly this is such a good idea and I love it! I hope you enjoy along with everyone else who’ll read it. If you haven’t already and want to read more of my stuff you can read:

Assist Him | MY ~ CEO!Yoongi X Assistant!Reader  1 2 3

Healthy Fighting | KS ~ Husband!Jin X Wife!Reader 1 2

Please Don’t Tell | JJ ~ Playboy!Jungkook X Reader

336 Hours | JJ ~ Dealer!Jungkook X Agent!Reader (ft. Agent!Jin, Agent!Hoseok, Agent!Yoongi, Dealer!Taehyung) 

Love Bites | PJ ~ Boyfriend!Jimin X Girlfriend!Reader (ft. Peeping! Taehyung)

Let me know | PJ ~ Fiance!Jimin X Reader

In the Spotlight | MY ~ Yoongi X Idol!Reader

This is Us | PJ ~ Bestfriend!Jimin X Bestfriend!Reader

Texting Series:

2 AM Texts ~ Yoongi | Hoseok | Jimin | Jungkook | Namjoon | Seokjin | Taehyung |

Cheater! ~ Yoongi | Hoseok | Jimin | Jungkook | Namjoon | Seokjin | Taehyung


 “Ugh! You disgust me! You’re a disgrace to this family Min Yoongi! Get the fuck out and never come back!” The angry woman yelled as her husband watched the scene with a smirk on his face, finally getting rid of his son. Yoongi threw his bag strap onto his shoulder and started heading towards the door, “Oh trust, I plan not to!” He yelled before storming out and slamming the door shut. Min Yoongi, aka Suga. Likes, rapping, playing piano, song writing, and smothering his girlfriend with kisses. Dislikes, his family, his lifestyle, his girlfriend when she’s mad. He was in a small group known as BTS which is also known as Bangtan Sonyeondan or Bangtan Boys. He didn’t mind the group of six other boys he just found them irritating sometimes. He was officially kicked out of his house for not wanting the career his family chose for him. He wanted to pursue his career in song writing and wrapping, but his family wanted his to go to college and become a doctor. Yoongi didn’t even like anything related to medicine, especially the sight of blood. He walked until he came to her house, going up and knocking on her front door which she opened quickly with a smile but it soon faded when she saw her boyfriend wasn’t here to see her. He was here to crash, to stay because he had nowhere else to go. “Yoongi…” Y/n said before letting him inside. Y/n aka n/n. Likes, Yoongi, Suga, Min Yoongi, Listening to Yoongi rap or play piano. Dislikes, When Yoongi is being annoying, Clingy Yoongi, constant anxiety attacks and being called ‘Love.’ As soon as she closed the door she was pushed up against it and Yoongi attacked her lips suddenly, she would love to just make out like this forever but to her dislike her parents were home and could wake up any second. “Okay, you need to be quiet.” She giggled pulling back and placing her hands on his firm chest to hold him back from kissing her again. “Sorry, I just needed to see you.” He breathed, trying to keep his voice down but he just wanted to be as loud as he could. He pulled her into his embrace and just held her like that, his face snuggled into her hair as hers snuggled into his shoulder. “Babe, you okay?” Her muffled voice asked as Yoongi hummed in response. “I just missed you.” He said pulling back to meet her orbs filled with worry. He sent her a sincere smile and kissed her once more. “Can I stay the night? I promise I won’t be a nuisance again.” He said smirking slightly at the memory of the last time he was over. Y/n couldn’t help but smile at memory too, of Yoongi and her waking up and smiling after he stayed the night. He leant down and kissed her plump lips which turned into a small make out session but they had to cut things short when y/n’s father chased Yoongi out of the house with a baseball bat while still wearing his striped blue boxers and white t-shirt. It was embarrassing but funny as well, Yoongi enjoyed himself though. They walked upstairs and laid down on her bed, she was tired from staying up late studying. Y/n was studying for law school, something her parents pushed her into but since she wasn’t rebellious she didn’t dare to disobey her parents. And even when Yoongi would climb onto her roof and hold her in his arms as they watch the sunset go down behind the houses, and tell her to follow her heart and take a risk she couldn’t do it. She loved Yoongi but she just wasn’t like him. Yoongi laid on his side, his elbow propped up and holding his head in place as he looked down at y/n’s sleeping figure. “Even god doesn’t know how much I love you.” He whispered as his hands still danced along on the bare skin on her stomach, just how she likes it. Yoongi smiled remembering the time when she and Yoongi first started dating and how she tried to get him to rub her stomach, he didn’t want to and wasn’t into the whole PDA relationship thing but when he saw how relaxed and calm the feeling of his fingers grazing over her made her, he constantly did it. He knew her all too well, he knew her tickle spots, he knew when she had been crying just by hearing her voice, he knew when she was on her period just by looking at her, he knew what made her weak in the knees, he knew some things that she didn’t even know about herself at times. He leaned down and kissed her lips, his fingers still dancing along her skin even though she was fast asleep and wouldn’t complain, he still did it.


 Y/n woke up, Yoongi no longer by her side with his fingers grazing her skin. “He must have gotten out of here before my parents woke up…” She mumbled to herself, she yawned and looked around. Standing up and looking at her study table, noticing a folded note left on it. Yoongi usually left little cute notes while she was sleeping for something to make her morning better. She walked over with a big grin on her face, ready to read the sweet message.

Y/n~ah,

I’m sorry I had to leave this morning, but it wasn’t because I feared getting caught. It wasn’t so I could get home and change for school and it wasn’t because I just felt like it. It was because, last night was my last night. By the time, you read this, I will be gone. I’m sorry things had to go this way for us, but I found a contract deal with a company known as BigHit or something like that. I’m going to take it. I know you probably are going to hate me for this, but I had no choice. I had no home, no place to stay. There I will have a place to stay, three meals a day if I’m lucky and maybe some decent friends too. I love you so much y/n and this was heart breaking for me to write, I want you to follow your heart. If you want to quit law school and become a pole dancer or a journalist because it’s your dream, then go for it! Don’t hold back, let that inner, beautiful girl who I love out and show everyone what you are good at. I hope I will see you in the future, if I make it. I know you think I’m selfish, and rude and conceited but while I wrote this for you, I was crying my eyes out knowing the look on your face when you read this, and how heartbreaking it will be for me not to be here right now holding you and never letting go until you’re okay. You have it all y/n, a home, a family who loves you, a good future behind you, and a life. I had nothing until you came along and you became my everything. I didn’t care if I got only one meal a day or if I got beaten up by some kids because I stood up for you, because that was my job. I was your boyfriend and protecting you was my job. But I couldn’t protect you from this, that’s why I want you to move on. Please don’t cry over me for months, I want you to be happy and find someone who’ll love you unconditionally. Who can bring you home to a nice family and have meals with, who will hold you like I did, who will kiss you like I did, who will ask you to marry them and have kids with you. So, this is it, this is goodbye. I wish we could go back to that night in the truck, do you remember it? The red one where we layed in the back with blankets and stargazed, it was a clear night. And then I rolled over and kissed you, and I was your first. And that was also the night…I told you how I really felt…I remember, leaning down after seeing your face in pain and a small tear escaped your eye. So, I placed my lips against your ear, and I could hear your heart beat raising and then I whispered “I love you” and I saw how you relaxed under my touch after those words. I wish we could have stayed in that moment forever. I love you y/n…I wish I told you this when I had the chance but I guess the only time is to tell you now…If we stayed I think we would have…I wanted to. But, things are different for us now.

Min Yoongi…your Suga.

p.s. turn it over.

 She turned over the paper and saw the photo they took on their very first date. It was y/n’s first date with a boy and Yoongi had never been on this kind of date. They were in the park, laid on the grass and smiling. Yoongi pulled her into his and pulled out his camera. “Say cheese!” The voice echoed in y/n’s head as the photo was then taken, Yoongi’s big grin on his face and his brown hair parted down the middle. And that’s when she broke down, she fell to her knees and cried. “He’s gone…” She whispered, still clutching the note close to her chest as she cried. “He’s really gone.”


 12 YEARS LATER

 “I want that report on my desk by this afternoon, and I also want Hun Ji to stop breaking the printer. Also, call Misa and tell her that I’m taking on a new case.” Y/n stated as she strutted down the hallway in her short, black pencil skirt, her white button up blouse and her black ironed jacket. Her thin black stockings that hid her pale legs and her Gucci black shiny high heels echoes on the wooden floor. She finally made it to the meeting and sat down, she was head of her very own Law Firm which was also known at ‘Ready for Law.’ Not the best but it’s kind of catchy. She’s only takes in the best cases and the best lawyers from around Korean. “Sorry I’m late, had a small run in with Hun Ji. I would like everyone to pay attention to today’s meeting since it will be our top case that I will be working and I need only the best to be on board. Got it?” She asked and everyone nodded, pulling out their pens or laptops and ready to take down notes. She turned the TV on and hooked her laptop up and display a slideshow. “This is Bang Si-Hyuk founder of BigHit Entertainment. We are suing him and one of his top and successful groups known as Bangtan Sonyeondan or BTS for short. Not much research was needed into the group, because they aren’t exactly the main focus, BigHit is. We are suing them for copyright infringement on a song known as Graduation Song which is using the music and tune from another song from America known as Young, Wild and Free sung by Wiz Khalifa, Snoop Dog and Bruno Mars. Any questions so far?” She asked her eyes scanning around the room at them and no one raised their hands. That’s a good sign. “Moving on, I will be going to BigHit tomorrow to go see the man himself and discuss the case. I am taking one person with me for this case. So, whoever brings me the best report by tomorrow before 7 o’clock they will be jumping on the case with me. Dismissed.” And with that y/n turned off the TV and her laptop and packed her things away. She was going to be spending the next 12 hours in her office. Yay. The day Min Yoongi left broke her, y/n pushed herself at school and lost her friends, she never dated again because falling in love was known as being intoxicated as she would say. She never slacked off in classes, she was always on time and on top in her class and even got many student honours. She was known for being the best many had seen, she aced her exams in Law School and now owns her own Law Firm. She rarely sees her family anymore, even on Christmas or Birthdays. She was in her office for 15 hours seven days a week, when she got home she was so exhausted she would have left over Chinese takeout. She didn’t take care of herself properly, her bedroom and loungeroom had boxes of different cases from divorces, to murders to just simple crimes like robberies. But one y/n enjoyed most was suing, watching people burn to the ground after she lit the fire. Crushing people so they knew exactly how she felt. Although after Min Yoongi, it took y/n forever to get back to herself and so she was sent to therapy five times a week and soon fell into depression. Her family grew worried and still think of the day they may have fully broken their daughter. There y/n laid on the red leather couch with her eyes following the small pocket watch and listening to the man’s words that soon were lost as she fell into a trance. Her eyes locked in place and the therapist in her mind. “You will forget Min Yoongi. You will forget every moment and memory with him, every touch, every kiss, every ‘I love you.’ You will forget about Min Yoongi. When someone asks, you will not know who he is. When I snap my fingers, you will forget him and you will wake up.” The man snapped his fingers and y/n finally moved and looked around. “Have you seen Min Yoongi?” He asked and y/n furrowed her eyebrows. “Who’s Min Yoongi?” She asked looking at him before looking at her parents. “I’ve managed to get her conscience to lock away her memories with him and I recommend getting rid of any evidence such as photos, notes or gifts that could unlock them. One day something might trigger them to unlock but I doubt it will be anytime soon.” He explained and her parents nodded. They rid the house of everything, her school books with little notes and doodles done in them, photos, gifts, clothes, everything. Y/n sat in her office, the sun going down and rubbing at her temples as she read over the agreement forms for taking on this case. All day people had been knocking and having her manila folders in which she would reply by saying ‘put it on the pile’ and pointing to the very high pile standing on the coffee table in the corner. A knock made y/n groan and say ‘come in’ for what felt like the 100th time today. “Hey miss l/n. My name is Kimi Soo. I have my report here.” She held up the file and y/n pointed towards the pile on the coffee table, the girl placed it on top and wondered how many people had put in reports. Just as Kimi Soo was about to walk out she stopped, catching y/n’s attention and making her stop highlighting key points. Kimi Soo smile and kept her head low, she was very shy and didn’t seem confident. “May I ask you…how you do it?” She asked and y/n arched an eyebrow. “How do you seem to have everything together?” She clarified and y/n put the high lighter down and gestured for the girl to close the door and sit. She did it quickly and sat down, excited to hear y/n’s story. “I know I may be the boss and be tough and walk around with my head held high and know what I’m doing but…some days I wonder what my life would be like if it was normal. When I was a teenager there was something traumatic that happened to me, and I went and got that erased from my memory. So now I have this big black missing part of my life that I missed out on because I can’t remember. But I pushed myself in school to be the best, I strived to be the best and you know what got me there? It wasn’t the thought of owning my own Law Firm one day, it was how proud it would make my parents and how proud it would make me feel. Knowing that all my hard work finally payed off. So, when you ask me how I have it together, truth is no one has it together and no one has it easy.” Y/n finished and the girl left feeling moved and inspired by her words. She glanced at the time and saw how late it was getting, she began putting things away in folders and walked over to the large pile, packing it all into a box and carrying it out to her car. Her nice silver one that she never dreamed of buying. As much as y/n was ready to go home and sleep, she still had a lot of work to do.

Baby, Baby, You’re a Caramel Macchiato

Title: Baby, Baby, You’re a Caramel Macchiato
Author: sweetmxchi
Rating: General Audiences
Genre: Fluff
Summary: On one hand, Jungkook really needs his daily dose of caffeine. On the other, he really hates how no one seems to spell his name right.

Or the “I’ve been living in this country for three years and you’re the first barista to get my name right” AU

sangdoldol  asked:

143+144 together if possible? With Donghun please 😊 he's your older sibling's friend maybe?

prompt

143 | “Ew, your hand is sweaty.”
144 | “Get out of my face before I hit you.”

scenario: 

the summer heat has a way of making your thoughts and actions a bit more jumbled than normal 

words: 2,787
genre: fluff, au


It seemed as if the sun had just emitted the hottest solar flares of the season with how boiling hot the air was outside. The porch was actually sizzling and the heat alone sent a haze over the top of every surface the rays touched, creating a wobbly screen that was a sign in itself to not go anywhere that wasn’t inside. Well, at least those who didn’t particularly feel like acquiring 3rd degree burns on every inch of their body.

Among those who were smart enough to stay far from the blaze that had taken over the planet beyond the confines of their home, was you, now blissfully sat in front of the air conditioner with your eyes cast on the TV across the room. It was an awfully uncomfortable position and your eyes were squinting at the screen due to the distance between yourself and the box, but there was no way you would be separated from the air sending chills over your skin. There wasn’t a single bead of sweat on you and until the sun decided to disappear over the horizon, it was sure as hell going to stay like that.

Water bottles surrounded your feet, some empty and some half full, but it was the container of ice cream haphazardly balancing on the edge of the small table beside that was truly making this day bearable. While other people may have chose to go run in sprinklers and douse themselves at the local waterpark, namely your brother and some of his friends, the company of Park Hyung Sik was all the people you needed to stay sane.

“If only people like you actually existed,” you pouted at the screen as the two leads teased each other, the scene ending with a soft kiss that had your heart fluttering.

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So, when I was doing my thesis on whether or not fanfiction should be considered a legitimate genre of literature, my advising professor asked me for examples.  I gave him the generic ones, of course - “Pride & Prejudice and Zombies” is a horror fanfic of “Pride & Prejudice”, “50 Shades of Grey” is an erotica fic of “Twilight" - and that seemed to make him understand what fanfiction is, but not how it’s useful.  So I thought about it, and, after about a minute, I said, “Paradise Lost is basically a fanfiction of the Book of Genesis.  And The Divine Comedy is an epic self-insertion fic for Catholic doctrine.  So, basically, you were teaching us fanfiction last semester.”  I had never before seen a grown man’s eyes widen with such fear, incomprehension, disgust, awe, and understanding.

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Send a character! 

Yuri Katsuki: What’s a goal you’re working towards/ What do you want to accomplish someday? 

Victor Nikiforov: List 5 things you love (or) 5 things about your life.

Makkachin: Do you have any pets?

Yuri Plisetsky: Are you having/Did you have a rebellious teenage phase?

Axel, Lutz, & Loop: Do you have any siblings? 

Phichit Chulanont: Selfie? (or) What’s your favorite movie of all time? 

Christophe Giacometti: What is your definition of “sex appeal”?

Guang Hong Ji:  List a few things you find adorable.

Leo de la Iglesia: Do you have a favorite genre of music?

JJ Leroy: Is there something you really love about yourself?

Otabek Altin: What’s a misconception others tend to have about you.

Mila Babicheva: Do you feel like you have a strong personality? 

Georgi Popovich: Is there something you can’t seem to let go of?

Seung-gil Lee: What’s the silliest thing you ever worn?

Sara Crispino: Are you a carefree type of person?

Minami Kenjirou: Is there someone you look up? 

Foreign

Plot: Jimin always thought his traditional Korean girlfriend was perfect – that was, until he realized how beautiful foreigners could be.

Pairing: Idol!Park Jimin x Backup Dancer!Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Notes: I based this off of every single MTL I have seen of BTS dating a girl of a different race or a girl of color – Jimin always seems to be one of the people who were least likely to date one. I definitely do not think that Jimin is this ignorant in any way. This is only a work of fiction. This is for all the international beauties! 2,536 Words

Originally posted by bwipsul

“Oppa, I’m missing you so much!”

“I’m missing you too, my love. Don’t worry, I’ll be back in a few days, okay?”

One of the worst parts about tour was leaving lovers behind. For Jimin, it wasn’t only his lover, it was his home. He enjoyed tour, performing for all of the ARMYs around the world, going on stage; but he wasn’t a huge fan of being in a foreign country. He didn’t know English that well, and he wasn’t fond of being in a place where he couldn’t understand anything. 

“I know,” The soft voice of his significant other brought pink to his cheeks. “Call me when your rehearsal is over.”

“I will, I love you,” He glanced at the leader of his band, who was calling him over.

“I love you too.”

With that, he had ended the call with a sigh, and headed over to his band. It hadn’t even been a few minutes since he cut the call, and he was already missing her – a thought he had experienced after each long-distance conversation with his lover. The short male shook his head and got his head back in the game, his eyes going up to meet a group of people dressed in black.

“This is your dance crew for this city,” The manager announced to the band. “Not all of them know Korean, so if you have an queries, just talk to Jihoon. He is the leader.”

“We understand.”

Once that brief introduction was done, they were all left to their own devices for a few minutes, whilst the leader of the dance team talked to the leader of the band. Jimin had let himself scan over the people he would be working with; not that he would talk to them, he was just curious and bored. Most of them had masks on – no one had really caught his eyes, except for one person. 

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Hair, Sex, and Make-up

Being the youngest hair and makeup artist for the idol boy group BTS was your dream. Since you finally got to achieve it things were great and although it was hard being the youngest on the crew you knew that they loved you. You became close to the boys, but more so to Jungkook since you were the same age. However it seemed like things were going to change.

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 6k


Originally posted by officialwookkibby



“Yah, ___. Can you grab my makeup bag for me?”

“Yes, unnie.” You frowned in concentration and looked at Yoongi apologetically before running across the room and grabbing the forgotten make-up bag. Being the youngest hair and makeup stylist for the idol group BTS had it’s ups and downs. The boys loved you and you were close to many of them but the older girls bossed you around a lot.

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Carousel | 03

Character: Min Yoongi x reader (oc)

Genre/words: Angst, Future Smut/Mature scenes, Arranged Marriage! AU / 10,430 words

Summary: He is the successor of his family’s business empire, and you are the female heir of yours. After the trouble his older brother had created in the past, he now must face certain requirements needed for the sake of the family’s future and to save his rights of inheritance, and you become his only way out. Everything might seem so simple, just the way they are supposed to. But everything isn’t always what it seems, is it?

Playlist | 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06

a/n: for my curious babies, @ssconce, @the95liner :’)

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Inexorable (3-FINAL)

Plot: How does is feel to be arranged to be married to a cocky, arrogant Mafia leader? Once you look at his face, you think you’re lucky, but then he opens his mouth.

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Angst, Smut, Mafia au!

Warnings: dom!Jungkook, steamy hot tub sex yes

Notes: Last part, ya’ll. I hope you like it. I changed the gif because tumblr is being a meanie and it’s not letting me put in my own shit. This brings us to the end of this mini-series! I hope you enjoyed it. 3,430 Words

Part 2 | Part 3 (FINAL) | masterlist

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It was safe to say that there wasn’t as much tension between you and your husband anymore. Everything seemed so much more calm than before. Maybe it was because you guys barely talked; or maybe it was because he locked himself in his office all day, working.

An empty cabin was always nice, but you wanted to talk to him. You actually liked arguing with him; teasing him, and he would tease you back. His touch – it was gentle, even though he was being cocky. You hated to admit it, but you were slowly getting used to him.

Now it seemed like the both of you were more like frenemies rather than complete enemies. There was a sort of understanding, considering you were now aware that you were both forced into this marriage when you would rather stay single, and he would rather marry someone else.

“Princess,” Jungkook called you from behind the black kitchen island, his whiskey glass in his hand as he leaned against the countertop – you had no idea when he started calling you that, but it stuck. “I need some beer and and ice.”

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Aftermath

Title: Aftermath
Characters: Hanji Zoe x Levi
Genre: Humor / Angst
Rating: T

@levihanweek​ Day 2: Nightmare

Levi’s Nightmare: Having a heart-to-heart with Pastor Nick.


“Are you worried about your wife?”

The question shocked him out of his musings.

Levi looked up, “My what?”

But the pastor was already speaking, “You’re obviously beside yourself with stress – and it’s understandable. Not knowing if your wife has survived-”

Levi cut him off, “My what?”

The pastor hesitated, apparently realizing he’d made some mistake, but misunderstanding precisely what it was. “Your…wife? The woman we traveled with before? She’s ah – forceful. You two uh – have the same, er – strident personality. When we first met, she dangled me off the wall.”

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Blue Blooded (M)

Originally posted by saintminyoongi


Summary
: You’ve been happily married to Crown Prince Seokjin for months now. Or so it would appear to the public. What only you and the palace staff know your shameful secret: you never consummated your marriage.

Member: Jin

Word Count: 8.6k+

Genre: Smut, Angst, Fluff

A/N: Requested by @forever-young-got7! Because Jin really is royalty, isn’t he?

Ever since that night you’ve keep asking yourself. What did you do wrong? Was it the way you looked? Something you said, something you didn’t say? Did he just… hate you?

If anyone had asked you prior to your marriage to Prince Seokjin, you would have never even entertained the notion of him hating anyone. The man just seemed too perfect, not only in looks, but in disposition as well, never one to lack poise, always composed. The few times you and your family had visited him prior to the wedding, he had been nothing but a gentleman.

And certainly it didn’t seem like he disliked you, in fact it seemed to be the opposite, even if there seemed to be some distance between the two of you but you attributed this to the fact that you had not known each other for very long, and had expected things to gradually change once you two had actually wed.

The warm expression on his face as you walked down the aisle gave you a hopeful outlook on what the rest of your marriage would be like. However, it all came crashing down later that night.

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Mr. President (M)

Genre: Smut, University!AU
Word count: 3k
Description: Getting some private time gets harder and harder when both you and your boyfriend are busy with responsibilities. Seems like it’s your turn to be bold and make a move on your stressed man.
Warnings: Mature content
Author’s note: It’s been a while since I wrote anything and even though I wasn’t particularly skilled before, now I’m extra rusty. This was more practice than anything and hopefully I’ll like my next works more. Or maybe I’ll even like this one more in the morning, who knows. :D I didn’t proof read this one yet, I’m just eager to finally have something to post… I’m almost done with university but I will have other stuff going on this summer, so I’m still not sure how often I’ll be able to write. However I do have a chaptered work started so I’d love to release that. ^^

Dating the student council president meant busy and conflicting schedules, constant worrying when you’d see the dark circles under your boyfriend’s eyes during your morning coffee dates, and that tiny feeling of inferiority you’d try to hide whenever someone mentioned how smart and charismatic your partner is. The fact that you recently took up editing the university’s newspaper did help in boosting your ego; however making time for dates became an impossible task during busier weeks. On the other hand the student council president you were dating was Kim Namjoon, which meant constant messages no matter if he was in the same lecture hall or attending a conference across the country, deep meaningful talks about everything and nothing at all, sweet dates and mind blowing sex, which would leave your lower body sore for the next day and your skin painted in poorly hidden blotches of blue and purple. To your delight, Namjoon himself would also look like a glowing disaster when you’d spot him in the halls the next day – the usual hickey on the sensitive part of his neck making you bite your lip in satisfaction.

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As a companion to my list of college-set movies written by women, I now bring a list of high school oriented movies written by women, for those who have just begun, returned to, or are nostalgic for high school. 

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All My Friends Are Heathens, Pt.7

Summary: In an alternate universe where monsters roam freely among humans, eight of these creatures group together under one roof. Their newest member, a dark vampire, comes to meet their reoccurring house guest who may be more than what she seems.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Word Count: 1601
Genre: AU
Warnings: Mentions of blood, sexual content.
A/N: This wraps up a very Heathens filled weekend, thank you lovely people for sticking with me! Not sure when I’ll be posting it but just a heads up that pt8 is going to be the final installment for this series!

The song Gold by Eurielle was definitely being played during the writing process for this part so thanks @gondorgirl01 for recommending it to me months ago! And of course, Heathens by Twenty One Pilots because always.

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| Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 Prequel | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

[Previously]

He was distracted from his thoughts when you shifted positions. The thin strap of your nightgown slid from your shoulder and exposed the curves of your breasts pushing against the silky material. Subconsciously, he ran his tongue over his fangs as he imagined biting into the soft mounds. A wicked thought crossed his mind and his eyes turned to coal as he started stepping forward again. The only light in the room came from the moon shining through the windows and now the ominous glow emitting from his dark limb as he waved it as his side. He smirked when you started to react.

I’ll start making it up to you, doll. You’re in for a long night.

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Wrapped Around; pt.6

Jimin x Reader x Tae // College!AU // 11.8k words 

Originally posted by shinevmin

Summary: Freshman year was a mess and sophomore year doesn’t seem to be looking too good either. You know boys like them are no good for you but maybe they’re just your kind of type

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut

A/N: hur hur finally!!! I always feel horrible for making y’all wait for a month for each chapter haha. also, im running out of appropriate vmin gifs lmaooo

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 2.5 | Part 3 | Part 3.5 | Part 4 | Part 5

Previously…

Jimin silently stuffs a spoonful into his mouth and although he had no appetite, the mere thought of this being something you made is enough to push him to forcefully swallow it. He thinks perhaps if he ate enough of it, it could help fill the vague emptiness he felt in his chest but he knew that only one thing could do that and that was you.


“So, he went to the ball with this Mina girl?” Solji asks, her voice slightly fuzzy over the phone speaker.

You let out a low hum of agreement, sinking down onto your bed, the phone still pressed to your ear.

“Because she asked?”

“Yes,” You sigh, setting your phone next to your head after selecting the loudspeaker option on your screen.

“And you had a week to ask him to the ball but you didn’t?”

“Well, I mean… yeah… but whatever, that’s not my point,” You groan. “My point is that he slept with Mina.”

“And is that a surprise to you? You really can’t blame him can you?” She asks. “He probably waited for you to ask him out to the ball and when you didn’t, he assumed you weren’t interested and went for someone else who was.”

“But I am interested,” You grumble, running your hand over your face in frustration.

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Mag7 cast + Horror

Good horror is built on suspense. Shock has its moments, but it isn’t, and should never be, the defining characteristic of the genre.  - Johnathan Maberry

Promising Reciprocity II pt.1

genre: smut

jimin x reader, slight dom!jimin, slight spanking

word count: 8.4k


Deciding to go on a vacation with a few friends and lots of alcohol seemed to be the best idea after taking your exams. Especially the fact that your crush made you an offer that included more than just his friendship.                        But what does the future bring for the feelings you developed for Park Jimin?


„Guys, good news. My uncle said yes!“, your enthusiastic friend, Jungkook, announced as he stormed over the grass of the park you decided to meet up.

Loud cheering was heard from your best friend Lona and her boyfriend Hoseok. After months of exhaustion, a light at the end of the tunnel. The last few weeks were a torture of late night learning sessions, way too many energy drinks and insomnia. This is why you and a group of friends wanted to escape the daily life to drive to Jungkook’s uncle’s holiday home a few miles from town. You already gave up hope because his uncle took his time answering all messages and phone calls the boy had given him until this lazy sunday morning.

“Finally he answered! I’m so excited to go!”, your joyful voice was heard.

“Yeah, me too, but we have to discuss some rules and so on. My uncle is pretty strict if it comes to his little holiday home”, Jungkook replied.

This announcement did not mute your excitement. Instead the four of you began to speak in a mess before Jungkook told you what you had to note for your trip. It was a long list of not letting anyone home alone to cleaning our stuff up on our last day.

Next to you, Lona, your childhood best friend seemed uneasy all of a sudden as she started to squirm which left you wondering what might be the reason for her concern. You looked at her and nudged her arm.

“Everything’s alright?”, you whispered so the two boys would not notice.

Instead of answering you in a low voice she declared the worst possible thing that could happen to the peaceful vacation you painted in your head.

“I have to tell you something, but please don’t be angry with me!”, Lona said apologizing.

Hoseok, Lona’s boyfriend and your high school friend, Jungkook and you waited for her to speak as you stared at her intensely. She avoided all the stares before she inhaled deeply.

“You know my sister Lynn, right?”

A loud groan escaped all three mouths as you heard the name of Lona’s younger sister.

“Come on guys, don’t make it that hard for me!”, the girl pouted, “But my parents won’t be home while we are gone. And, as you all know, Lynn isn’t capable of staying home alone.. So can she tag along? She will behave, I promise!”

This proclamation left you speechless. Lona couldn’t be serious. Sure thing, her sister was just a year younger than her, but this did not mean that they had the same characteristics. While Lona was a charming girl who liked to hang out and party, Lynn had to exaggerate in everything her older sister did. If Lona went to a frat party with us, her sister had to come along and embarrass herself with uncontrollable drinking habits. If Lona slept over at your house, Lynn would call her at night and threaten her to come home. One time she even tried to seduce Hoseok, but luckily the boy called Lona and told her everything. All in all, Lynn was a bitch who granted everyone bad luck but herself.

This were the reasons Jungkook shook his dark locks heavily. “You are joking, right? I’m not going to take this bitch with me! No excuses for her, sorry Lona.”

Hoseok and you nodded at his words. Neither did the boys nor did you wanted to have this witch on your peaceful, relaxing vacation because you all knew that Lynn’s presence would bring war.

“Jungkook’s right, Baby. I don’t wanna admit it, but your sister will just cause chaos”, Hoseok tried to sooth his girlfriend, “Why don’t you speak to your parents again?”

“I did!”, Lona explained weak, “They told me I couldn’t go if Lynn can’t come with me. You guys know how strict my parents are. They are afraid that she burns our house down or kills somebody by accident.”

Sadly exactly this was why you did not want her to tag along but nobody dared to say this to the dejected girl next to you.

“This is bullshit, Lona”, you said while rubbing he girl’s arm, “Your sister is old enough to stay home alone. Just what are your parents thinking?”

“Guess they are not, that’s the problem”, Lona said sarcastically.

In your head you tried to find a solution but failed as you thought of different scenarios. Your eyes were glued to your best friends face while she played nervously with her fingernails.

“Just don’t leave me here, it’ll be so boring alone without you”, Lona declared sadly, “There are enough beds and we also have a free seat in the car. We’ll be partying the whole time anyway, so you won’t even notice that Lynn is there.”

You exhaled loudly. Of course there was enough space for all-

“Are you sure you did count all of us in?”, Jungkook asked, smiling victoriously, “She can’t tag along because we already would be five.”

“Ah, I forgot, but Hoseok’s parents have a bigger car that they might lend us”, Lona defended and looked hopefully at her boyfriend.

You on the opposite were confused as hell. What were they talking about? You thought that you would have been up-to-date but your friends had to prove you wrong.

“Can anybody explain what is going on? Who is coming with us?”

The three of them watched as you held your hands up in confusion.

“Y/n, hadn’t Lona told you that Jimin will be the one who wanted to come with us?”, Hoseok spoke while looking at you calmly his little dimples showing.

Slowly your eyes made its way to your best friend who avoided her eyes pretty fast. Park Jimin, your crush since high school, was going to live with you for the time you stayed at Jungkook’s holiday house? The Park Jimin who you always admired but was too shy to start anything with? And the only person who knew had just forgotten to tell you this little, new detail?

Your gaze pierced Lona for not letting you know that your crush would come along. Suddenly the others around you stood up from the grass you sat on.

“So it’s set then?”, the tall girl asked while taking her boyfriend’s hand in hers, “Thank you, really, I know you hate her, even I do. So I’m indebted now.” Lona’s cheerful voice left you in confusion.

How long did you think about the fact that Jimin would be beside you while you are gone? Long enough for you not to notice that the group had decided to try the trip with Lynn as well. They also agreed to end your vacation if she did not behave. No wonder Lona was so cheerful again, she was able to go even though she had to babysit her annoying sister.

“Let’s talk over the phone about the stuff we need to bring with us”, Jungkook shouted to you as he made his way over the green grass of the park you had met up.

You waved goodbye before turning to look at the two remaining persons who stood next to you.

“I’m going then”, were your last words while turning on your heel to go home thinking about the upcoming event that made your heart race, in excitement and fear.


The heat was unbearable as you sat in the back-seat of Hoseok’s van. Next to you Lona played games on her phone while singing along to the music that filled the big car. The seat in front of you was taken by your best friends sister, Lynn and unfortunately only a rucksack separated her from your crush, Park Jimin. The front row was occupied by Hoseok who drove and Jungkook who had the task to navigate your group to your destination without getting lost on the way. Your suitcases were packed behind you but because of the little space all your lunch packs and water bottles had to stay between Lynn and Jimin and for that you were more than thankful.

The hour you already spent in the van, Lynn tried more attempts to flirt with Jimin that you lost count. They boy on the other hand was polite - watching her tits up and down was an exception -  but you could see that he was clearly tired of her talking. She was pretty - at least one feature she scored with - but Jimin did not seem the least bit interested in a conversation with her.

“Y/n, sing along!”, Lona said and threw her hands in the air, “That’s our jam!”

Giggling at her childish behaviour you began to shout the song in loud voices. Laughter was heard from the seat across from you. The black haired boy, who you found so utterly handsome, looked straight at you, a bright smile on his face. His teeth were showing as you shouted the next verse with your best friend. Only then you noticed his starring and your voice got stuck in your throat in embarrassment. Jimin’s smile deepened so you could see the crooked front tooth of his.

“Wonderful voice, y/n”, your crush remarked laughing, “Keep going, it makes this boring ride funny.”

You felt your cheeks burning but smiled at him shyly. “How about you try it out, too? I bet you know this song.”

With this the bright smile turned into a grin before Jimin turned around again just to start shouting the lyrics as well as the girl next to you. You watched him in awe while continuing the little singing session you guys had started. With that the next half hour flew by pretty fast and Hoseok drove to a picnic area to eat the packed lunches.

“The fucking heat is killing me in the back”, you complained as you climbed out to get into the fresh air. The sun was already setting, so you decided to eat pretty fast before retuning onto the streets.

“Wanna swap the seats?”, a melodious voice spoke behind you.

Goosebumps made its way along you arms at his voice.

“I really want to but your legs are too long for you to fit in the back of the van”, you looked at Jimin over your shoulder, “But thanks.”

The few sentences you exchanged were more than you had ever spoken to each other. The dark haired boy visited the class next to you in high school but Jungkook, your male best friend, was also his friend why you knew Jimin in the first place. At your very first meet up you were so shy that you just went home after seeing Jimin next to Jungkook. You never said more than ‘hello’ and ‘see you’ to your crush and the attention you were getting from him now, was making you quite nervous.

His loud voice woke you from the memories you had of your shy days around him: “Lynn, is it okay if you swap your seat for the next hours?”

The blond, tall girl smiled sweetly at Jimin as she walked slowly back to the two of you. Her eyes never left Jimin’s face.

“I do everything for you, Cutie”, she chirped and you had the feeling that your last meal might land before you at her cockiness.  

“Thanks”, was the only word Jimin answered while checking out Lynn’s body again, “Problem solved.”

A light giggle escaped your mouth while you went to the other three persons, waiting for you to start unpacking the lunch boxes you had prepared. The time went by fast before you made yourself comfortable on the seat the blond girl had sat on previously. Jimin climbed in after you, grinning at your delicate figure next to him. This time no rucksack separated the seats , therefore you were slightly nervous.

“Guess it takes the time we already drove and then let’s just go to bed, this heat is unbearable”, you heard Lona behind you whining about the hottest seat she had. Thank god, you were finally able to relax instead of melting in the back seats.

“Have you seen the latest action movie, y/n? Or isn’t it your genre of movies?”, Jimin suddenly turned his attention to you. He had his tablet in his hands and you could see that the intro of a movie was playing on it. Staggered you looked at the pretty boy beside you.

“I watch everything except horror movies, it gives me chills. But no, it seems pretty new, isn’t it?”, you said while shyly avoiding his dark brown eyes.

“It is! Want to watch it together? I mean, we have more than a hour to kill”, Jimin said, you could see the crooked tooth again, and found it unbelievably cute. The normally cocky, sexy atmosphere around him was not that strong if he smiled with his plump, red lips.

Jimin’s hand went though his black hair as he waited for your answer, eyes focused on your pretty face. He licked his lips while you loosened your seat belt and slid on the seat in the middle, right next to him, leaning forward to grab one of his headphones. You never were this near to Jimin, so the scent that filled your nose was completely new. It intoxicated you the moment you leaned in. Strong cologne, peppermint as well as hair gel formed the scent of Jimin. The distance allowed you to see every muscle that laid beneath the light blue, ripped jeans and the plain white shirt he wore. Now you even notices little moles on his face, his cross earrings and his really long eyelashes. You could not focus on the intro of the film as you were starring at the incredibly attractive boy.

“Y/n, the movie has already began, don’t you think you might focus on it rather than on me?”, Jimin whispered while leaning further into you, pressing his shoulder against yours.

Flushed your eyes narrowed to his hands, cursing you for blankly starring at your crush and even get caught. No wonder you were the black sheep in your family.

“Sorry”, you whispered weakly.

Jimin smiled to himself and observed you a while before the movie caught his attention. During the movie you felt Jimin’s free hand move up around your shoulders, resting on them lightly. The red hue in your cheeks increased and at this rate he had to hear your heartbeat.

“It’s okay, right?”, he whispered again.

You nodded before his hand began to massage your shoulder.

“Relax, y/n, I won’t bite. Not yet.”

With that the last bit relaxation was gone.


At ten this evening you finally got to your destination. The house of Jungkook’s uncle was bigger than you imagined. An alley of grass, cherry blossom trees and a white fence lined the gateway that lead to the white house in front of you. It lay before a little forest next to a few other houses.

“Guys, let’s unpack our cases and then we should eat before exploring the area”, Jungkook stated while opening the trunk of Hoseok’s van.

“I don’t have the energy to explore anything around here except for Lona”, the boy with the curls said sheepishly.

You rolled your eyes at this comment, following Jungkook with your own stuff. The boy opened the front door, searching for the switch of the light.

The house was coloured in brown hues, wooden furniture and the minimum of technological gadgets. At least there was a TV in the living room and internet. The back of the holiday home formed a wooden terrace and a garden you could eat your breakfast in.

After all of you looked around you gathered on the couch in the living room, discussing your next steps.

“There are three bedrooms, and I guess Lona goes with Hoseok, right?”, Jungkook said while looking at the only couple in the room. A double nod was his answer. “Okay, y/n and Lynn? Or do you want to share with Lynn, Jimin?”

“Not doing with her, forget it”, you made your opinion very clear as you shook you head furiously.

“That’s mean, y/n”, Lynn said with strained disappointment in her voice.

“Y/n can go with me”, Jungkook just said and shrugged his shoulder, “Not the first time she slept in my bed.” A grin spread across his face he winked, showing his bunny teeth.

“If she wants, we also can share a bed”, Jimin’s voice reported from the other side of the couch.

All eyes were on the boy with the black hair who smiled at you. Before you knew what you were doing you nodded your head.

At this Jungkook groaned. “I’m sleeping on the sofa, thanks y/n.”


Panic flooded your body as you made your way to the bedrooms upstairs the house. Behind you was Jimin who seemed to be relaxation in its purest form. What drove you the moment you agreed to sleep with your crush in the same bed? Jealousy? Insanity? You couldn’t change it anyway now. Jungkook was leading before he opened the last door at the end of the floor. Lona and Hoseok had their room next to you while Lynn’s bedroom was across the floor.

White coloured walls and a light wardrobe greeted you as well as a cute desk made of glass without a chair. Only the huge bed with flower patterned sheets caught your attention, that built the centre of the room. You gulped loudly at the thought that Jimin’s body will be sprawled across this silky sheets in mere hours. Even though you did not want to admit the feeling in your lower stomach, you felt it tensing up at that thought.

“Y/n, if he bothers you, join me downstairs, understood?”, Jungkook said while laying his arm across the other boy’s wide shoulders. Jimin was a few centimetres shorter than Jungkook, also the grinning boy was younger than his best friend. Your crush just nudged your best friend in his sides before smiling brightly at you.

“I don’t think she will be bothered by me”, Jimin’s voice got a little lower what made you see-saw.

“Don’t worry, Kookie, I can handle him by myself”, you heard yourself saying, grinning at the two boys whom were watching you playing with a strand of your hair.

You watched as the boys talked about some things they wanted to do while you were here, unpacking your suitcase and folding your clothing to lay them in the empty closet. A few minutes later, Jungkook made it’s way downstairs. Now you were alone with Jimin and the atmosphere changed immediately.

“You can handle me?”, the handsome boy giggled, sitting down on the bed, propped up on his hands. His gaze lay on you while he tilted his head showing his pearly teeth.

“After you told me you wouldn’t bite, I guess I can do just that, yeah”, you answered, leaning against the desk underneath the window on the right side of the room.

Jimin’s head flew back and an angelic laugh escaped his plump lips. The heat rushed to your cheeks again, but you did not dare to look away from him.

“Today I won’t bite but don’t except this from me tomorrow”, the dark haired guy said, winking at you, before standing up. The first thought was that he might do something to you, but instead he opened his backpack and pulled a towel and a little bag out of it.

“I’m going to take a shower. Tell Jungkook to order me something to eat, too, yeah?”

Jimin grinned at you shortly as he went out of your room.

The cute characteristics you always imagined he had, turned out to be your own false ideals. In reality Jimin seemed to be a cocky guy, who was everything but the boyfriend material you always thought he would be. The slight feeling of disappointment filled your bones as you snatched your phone and went to join Jungkook.


Back in your room, you changed into your sleeping shorts and a white, low-cut t-shirt for the night. You were quite exhausted from the three hours long drive and the feeling that Park Jimin had some unknown plans as he was your room mate for the time being.

You already had washed up and were ready to head to bed. Lona and Hoseok were long gone while you sat downstairs talking with Jungkook. Some time later Lynn also went to her upstairs and Jimin followed a few minutes later. You were surprised not to find him in your room as you tiptoed in the dark, trying to find your way to the bed.

Only as you switched off the light of the little lamp above you, you heard him opening the door.

“Y/n?”, a low whisper rang from the door.

“I’m awake”, you answered aloud before Jimin switched the light on.

“Sorry, sleep tight, y/n”, Jimin said while unbuttoning his jeans and stripping the rest of his clothes.

How could you sleep while you saw the guy of your high school dreams right before your eyes, only in his boxers, naked torso, shadows dancing on it with every move. The tiredness was gone but as you tried to avoid your gaze, the boy crossed his arms before his bare chest.

“This is the second time today, y/n”, a little smirk played around his plump lips.

“Yeah, it’s okay. Turn the lights down and go to sleep”, even though you wanted to hide your excitement, your voice shook a little.

But instead of an answer the room was suddenly left in darkness and the black haired, half naked boy climbed into the bed next to you. You could feel his presence as he lay down, throwing his blanket over his body.

“I hope Hoseok and his girlfriend are quiet though”, he whispered beside you into the dark.

“Don’t worry, they already fucked before you came in”, you stated with light frustration.

You felt the mattress move as Jimin turned around, face in your direction. But your stare stayed fixated on the ceiling you could not see in the dark.

“Good night, Jimin”, you whispered.

“Good night, y/n”, he answered while hugging his own pillow.

This night you could not sleep one bit. The only times you closed your eyes the image of the boy next to you popped up in your head and with that you stayed awake, hearing the heavy breathing of your crush next to you.


The next morning you decided the activities you wanted to do the next days. Shopping, swimming or partying were the main points that were discussed. Up until now Lona’s little sister was rather quiet but as the words ‘party’, ‘alcohol’ or ‘sex’ made its way into the conversation, she was full awake and getting on your nerves.

Lastly you decided on going shopping in separated groups and going to a famous club this evening. Fortunately your best friend, Lona, would come with you as you wanted to buy some underwear and a suited outfit for the occasion at night. But as Lynn was not allowed to stay behind, she had to tag along with the two of you. You understood that she could not go with the boys but you wanted her neither.

“Take this and.. definitely the black one”, Lona said as she held both dresses up to decide which one suited you better. “The lucky bastard who gets to see you in those, lord, help him.”

You rolled your eyes, laughing loudly, at her exaggeration. The underwear you held up left nothing to ones imagination, black lace that let anyone see through it as it was mostly transparent. A black dress, pretty short only held by two small strings over your shoulder, silk at its finest. You were not sure if you were cabable in wearing such an outfit the right way but definitely wanted to try.

“It reminds me more of a lingerie than an actual dress”, you stated, running your hands down the soft fabric.

“Shut up and take it”, your best friend nodded while grabbing the dress and going to the cashier.

The two of you bought new clothes while Lynn just waited for the two of you to finish your shopping trip to go to the meet up at the restaurant you wanted to have lunch together. Lona had an exclusive eye for fashion therefore she paid for a red revealing dress and monstrous high heels you would never be able to walk on.

After your meet up, Lona wanted to spend some time with Hoseok, so you had to do something with Jungkook, Jimin and unfortunately Lynn. Neither the boys nor you wanted to wander through the hot city any more wherefore you went home again. There you and Jungkook watched TV for some time until tiredness seeped though your bones. You lay your head on your best friends thighs, animating him to stroke your hair. You often did this the last years of your friendship, even though it appeared strange to other people, like Jimin.

“Why don’t you get a room?”, he said, shaking his head as he sat down next to Jungkook.

“It’s a habit. She can sleep here if she had a stressful night”, the boy defended you, caressing your head with his big hand.

“Stressful night? We just slept, dude”, confusion traced Jimin’s voice, looking at your face. “She would not be able to stay awake either here or in her own bed if I would have finished her.”

“Just let me sleep, I want to have fun tonight and not go to bed at nine”, your weak voice was heard and the boys fell silent.

Slowly you drifted to sleep hearing low voices talking about you.


You were woken by a hand that shook you lightly. The nap you only wanted to take developed into a deep sleep why you were quite shocked as you saw Jungkook’s face traced with pain.

“Sorry y/n, but I can’t feel my thighs and my dick any more.”

While rubbing your eyes you got up from his lap, looking at the round watch on the wall. Two hours until you wanted to leave for the club.

“Thanks, Kookie”, a warm smile played around your lips as you patted his brown curls. You stretched before standing up, walking towards the bathroom up the stairs.

Lona already waited for you to wake up as she wanted to tell you what she and Hoseok did. They met some people who showed them a special lake near your house. She described it as ‘a must go to’, so you agreed to stay there the next days if the weather was as nice as the last days.

“You have to wear your new clothes, y/n. They are washed and dry as well, so go on!”

Lona forced you into your newly snatched underwear and dress before doing your hair and make up.

“Jimin will only have eyes for you, y/n”, your best friend smiled at you proudly.

“Ah, I guess his character is too far from what I thought he would be”, you explained sadly. “He is more of a cocky playboy rather than the charming guy I thought he would be at the beginning of our trip. But I shouldn’t be expecting anything. Actually it was the first time I talked to him yesterday.”

Your best friend listened to your complains.

“Bullshit, y/n!”, she said. “You shouldn’t care, he eats you with his eyes the whole fucking time. Even if he is not suited for the perfect partner but a good fuck would be a good fuck. Sweetie, I don’t want to say this, but you definitely need one.”

Shock was written on your face. Of course you thought about Jimin in this light, but an actual friendship would not be possible any more if something more intimate might happen between you two.

“We’ll see, Lona. Let’s collect your sister and head for the club, I need some alcohol.”

With that you girls went downstairs to find the rest of your group.

“Babe, you look so fucking sexy! Let us just stay here, you won’t need this slutty dress any more”, Hoseok spun his girlfriend around, licking his lips.

“You think all the work will be for nothing? Wait till later”, Lona winked at her boyfriend, kissing him passionately, while you avoided you gaze, looking for Jungkook and Jimin.

Lynn’s voice reached your ears, turning around to see the boys walking down the stairs as well.

“God, Jimin, you are far too handsome”, her high pitched voice shouted before she ran towards Jimin, letting her hands wander around his chest. The girl wore a tight red skirt with a black crop top, showing of her nice body.

Jimin grinned down at her, his hands on her waist shortly before noticing your presence behind the girl in front of him. His jaw dropped as his eyes wandered from your heels to the curls Lona had made you. The dark eyes found its way down your body again, letting go of Lynn.

“Y/n, nice dress”, he smiled, coming a few steps closer.

“Thanks, nice outfit, too”, you replied, checking him out as frankly as he did.

Today Jimin went with black ripped jeans, that wrapped tightly around his muscular thighs, a dark blue shirt with long sleeves that were pretty airy at the wrists and had a low-cut. Boots completed his casual but sexy outfit. Your mouth watered as you thought about the conversation from before and decided to take Lona’s advice for today. 'A good fuck’.

Jimin’s plump, red lips curved at the sight before him. You looking so deliciously hot, devouring himwith your sparkling eyes. The night began promising, he thought.

“Better let’s go before Lona and Hoseok fuck in front of us”, the missing boy, Jungkook, announced while heading to the front door.

They wouldn’t be the only ones, you thought and followed Jungkook into the breezy air.


Danceable music filled the huge room as your group entered the famous club 'Night-owl’. Several hundred people flooded the dance floors, laughing, talking and moving their bodies rhythmically to the loud music. Your friends danced their way to the counter of the bar where you found a niche. You ordered your drinks while wiggling to the rhymes.

“Guys, let’s toast to an unforgettable trip and our friendships!”, you stated and held up your drink. Glass clinked as loud cheering filled the air around you. The alcohol burned its way down your throat, a satisfying feeling after exhausting weeks without fun.

“Lynn, don’t be a party pooper today and don’t drink too much”, her older sister warned. “Just have fun.”

Lynn nodded sarcastically at her: “Jimin will be here, so my fun is guaranteed.” The girl’s teeth were showing while she looked at Jimin.

The boy instead had his eyes fixated on your short dress that slipped up your thighs while sitting across from him. You had crossed them over each other what brought you double the attention from the attractive guy who licked his lips for the second time this evening while watching your surprising new actions. Where did the sudden change come from?, he wondered.

Of course you did it on purpose. After considering Lona’s words, you would not reject any offer from Jimin. At least this night should be lived to its fullest, consequences could wait until tomorrow. You deserved it and seeing Lynn walking behind Jimin like a puppy, you wanted him even more. At the beginning you wanted your imaginary boyfriend material but right now the cocky, confident Jimin slowly started creeping inside your head. Lona was just the fuse.

Your group of friends drowned a few drinks while moving in the seats before you and Lona stood up, taking each others hands and walking to the dance floor. Behind you, Hoseok, the dancing king, followed you two. Only Jungkook and Jimin sat on their seats even now. Lynn was gone a few minutes ago but you did not care enough to worry.

“Never was a DJ so good”, Lona shouted next to your ear. And she was right, every song was danceable and the mass on the floor moved their bodies without a break.

So did you three. All eyes were focused on the couple who made the dance floor their own. Even you, who have seen it so many times, watched them fascinated.

“I didn’t know they were capable of such dancing”, a voice reached your ear before you turned around to find Jimin close behind you. His body moved to the music and for you, this was more ethereal than everything you had seen in your life. Toned muscles dancing on his body as he rolled his hips. A lascivious expression on his angelic features, lips curled into a lopsided smile, eyes so unfathomable in the changing lights of the club. Maybe it were the drinks you already had but as Jimin closed the distance you turned your back and pressed it into his revealing chest. Right then his hands roamed around your waist and landed at your hips. They brought you even nearer before Jimin leaned in to say something in your ear.

“Today, y/n, I’m going to bite.”

Although you already made up your mind in wanting him, the last bit of shyness made your cheeks burn. At the same time you registered the same tingling feeling in your lower stomach that appeared yesterday by looking at the huge bed and thinking about Jimin’s body.

Just then the boy started to roll his hips into you from the backside, caressing your sides. Your head lay on his big shoulder, his scent filling your nose again while laying your hands on his. For a while you just danced like normal flirting people but it was only a matter of time until you felt Jimin’s hips press into your butt over and over again. Through the fabric of your thin dress you could already feel his erection digging into you. This feeling alone made your knees weak, as you felt how tight your panties became, the wet liquid soaking them slowly. Your movements became heavier, heart racing and as Jimin’s arm moved round your waist to pull you into his erection, a little, quiet moan escaped your mouth.

How was 'dancing’ this sexy with him? If you still could called it that.

“You look so damn hot in your dress, y/n”, Jimin pressed his lips tightly against your ear. “I want to rip this thing of your body and fuck you right here on the dance floor. I don’t really care if they are watching.”

A whimper slipped out your mouth while you closed your eyes, actually considering his tempting words. You bet that Jimin was capable of doing just what he offered you right now.

“You make my head spin”, you admitted while wriggling yourself out of his tight hug to turn around, looking up into his flushed face. Your crush returned your gaze, roaming over your body before landing on your dark red lips. Just then you stepped into him, folding your hands behind his neck, urging your body to touch his. Your abdomen landed on his crotch, circling to feel the needed friction of your heated wetness. Jimin’s eyes followed your actions, lust boiling behind them as he felt his bulge being stroked by your moving hips.

Your view was filled with the beautiful face of his, tracing every detail with your eyes. From the chocolate eyes, over the quite small nose to the high cheekbones. Until they remained on his plump, wet lips that looked so fucking soft under your own. Oh, how you wanted to feel them on yours. Your tongue wetted your own lips, lascivious, slowly, waiting for the boy to do what you wanted.

“Who does make whose head spin”, your crush’s eyes crinkled as he smiled at you before he grabbed your hips and suddenly pressed his lips on yours.

It was like an explosion as he touched you for the first time. He felt so soft, just what you expected. His round, warm lips lay on yours for a moment until you both started to move your mouths on top of the other. In no time you clung on him, forgetting to dance to the music, several elbows hitting you but you did not care. Finally you were able to feel what you had dreamed about since high school.

Jimin kissed you for an eternity, deepening it from time to time before he shoved his tongue inside your mouth. His wet muscle wrapped around your own, sucking delicately at it while holding onto your hips stronger than necessary. Small moans left his mouth as you passionately kissed in the mass of dancing people. You did not notice how much time had passed but as Jimin broke loose from you, you made a sound showing your disappointment.

“I can’t control myself any more. Let’s go home”, the boy said with swollen lips, red from your dark lipstick.

His big hand grabbed yours as you looked for Jungkook to snatch his key. It took his time until you found him in the bathroom with some random girl.

“Dude, give me your key”, Jimin’s voice was laced with frustration as you stood in front of a toilet booth hearing Jungkook’s heavy voice.

“Are you for real, I’m busy. Fuck off”, the boy’s anger was clearly shown.

“Kookie, just throw it over the door”, you said, beginning to find the wet panties uncomfortable.

As your best friend heard your voice next to Jimin, he opened the door, pulling up his jeans.

“The fuck, y/n?”, he said, the girl behind him furiously glancing at you two.

“Sorry, just hurry up, Kookie.”

With that the boy stared unbelievably in your face, fishing the key out of his pocket.

“Thanks, have fun, Kookie”, you snatched the key and nearly ran towards the exit.

You often saw Jungkook in this state, so it was quite normal to see him half naked with a girl. He would be able to continue, so no worries, you thought.

The way home was a mix of kisses, panting and running as you made your way to the white house a few blocks away. You chased each other laughing, touching him whenever you had the chance until you arrived at the porch of the house.

The door was not even closed, yet Jimin tapped your thighs. You jumped into his strong arms as he wrapped your legs around his waist. In a swift turn he headed for the living room, never once leaving your lips. A few times you two staggered before you reached the huge couch, where Jimin sat down, you straddling his lap. Your hands roamed through his black, soft hair and landed on the back of his neck. He instead let his hands wander around your body, from the curve of your breasts to your round ass. His hands began to massage your flesh before you felt a sting as his hand hit you hard. A loud moan was heard from you, what made Jimin smirk up your face.

“You like that?”

A nod was your answer before Jimin raised his hands again to smack your ass even harder. It stung pretty much as to why he caressed the part he just hit. This action continued to the point where your panties were soaked with your juices.

Heavy breathing hit your face as you looked down on Jimin, focusing on the darkening lips of his.

“Take off your clothes, y/n”, his voice was confident while he still soothed the spot of your pain. “I want to see you.”

You stood up from your position, extremely slowly opening the zippier of your black dress, sliding your arms out of the strings before letting the dress fall of your body. Jimin’s breathing stopped as you made a little show for him, focusing on every new spot of skin he could see until you dropped the dress completely, now standing only in a pair of transparent, black lace. His hands began to stroke his bulge trough the jeans while being in trance from the sight I front of him.

“Like what you see?”, you asked softly, watching as he palmed himself.

Instead of an answer he reached forward to grab you by your waist to pull you into your previous position. Your hips bucked into his as you sat on his lap, your core above his prominent erection. As you lowered yourself to circle your hips, you heard a small whimper from the boy, you oh so wanted.

“I can’t wait to feel you around me, so tight and wet. Look what you do to my jeans”, Jimin said seductively, pointing to the wet strand on his jeans.

“Then do it, Jimin. I’m more than ready for you”, you said, breath stuck in your throat as Jimin began to kiss your jaw to you sensitive neck. His plump lips kissed its way around your delicate skin, sucking, biting and soothing it. With every next tease of his, you moaned louder. The boy’s hands stroked your ass before massaging it again while his mouth wandered down to the hem of your bra. His dark eyes made contact with yours, lips dangerously close to your breast. Then he bit down onto your new bra, leaving you trembling above him. A heated shiver ran down your spine while Jimin left his marks on the soft flesh of your mounds, getting closer to your erected nipples before taking one into his warm mouth. His pearly teeth nipped at the extremely sensitive spot of your breast through the fabric of your lacy bra. With time he sucked strong on your now dark nipple before devoting his attention to the other one, his hands massaging riskily close to your wet folds. His name left your mouth several times already even though he had not touched where you needed him the most. Slowly you moved your hips onto his, needed friction missing as he stopped your movements.

The handsome boy’s touch abandoned your body as he straightened his back, kissing your lips before he swirled you onto the couch next to him. Fast, he stripped in front of you, clothes thrown in all directions, until the last piece lay on the floor. You watched in awe at the view that was exposed to you. Jimin had tanned skin and toned muscles that moved as he made his way towards you. His bare chest was trained and his thighs made your mouth water, how they looked solid and soft at the same time. Only one thing clouded all other thoughts you had the moment Jimin hovered over your body. His prominent erection sprung into your sight the instant he revealed it. Pulsating, darker than his normal taint with a thickness you felt even through his jeans.

Your hands touched his arms, his bare chest and his face as his darkening, lustful eyes devoured you. His next action was unpredictable as he pushed you down with a hand on your chest. He then opened your bra - luckily the clasp was on the front side - before grabbing your free breast with both hands. His thumbs roamed across your nipples that were purple from Jimin’s sucking. They wandered down your free torso until they arrived at your wetness. He then began to stroke you in sow motion, what made you squirm underneath him, every now and then hissing at the sensation. Jimin’s mouth formed a desirable grin, leaning forward, biting his way from you breasts to you stomach.

You knew that your body would be covered in red marks tomorrow, that would show everyone what you have done, but you did not care as your crush’s lips trailed to the hem of your transparent panties. A heated kiss was pressed onto the bundle of nerves before he straightened himself again, stopping all body contact. You whined at the loss of his hand that gave you at least a little friction.

“I wanted to treasure this moment, y/n, but I’m at my limit and it seams you are so damn wet for me that my dick will slide in without problem”, Jimin’s voice was lower than ever, teasing you about your body’s reaction.

“Why don’t you do it then? I’m at my limit, Jimin. Just fuck me already, please”, you begged while the boy just stared at you, smiling proudly about the marks he covered your body in.

“Eager, baby girl?”

The new nickname filled you with even more desire. This word lid a fire inside you, so you grasped down to push down your panties. Jimin’s reaction aroused you as he licked his prominent bottom lip, his fingers wrapped around his shaft.

“So, so eager, I see”, he whispered, leaning over the couch to fetch the condom out of his purse.

You hummed in agreement, watching him in heat as he pulled the condom over his dick. Then he grabbed your arms, pulling you onto his lap. You straddled him, taking his dick in your hand before you positioned it before your wet core. The tingling feeling intensified, finally being able to feel his cock into your tight wetness.

Loud moaning filled the room as you lowered your hips onto his pulsating dick. He filled you completely, waiting for you to finally move. The pleasurable stretch made you grab onto the boys wide shoulders, before you started to roll your hips against him. Although he had barely touched you, you felt yourself tightening with every hip roll of yours.

“You are so fucking tight, baby girl, I won’t last long”, Jimin’s said, breath stuck in his throat from the way you circled around his dick.

His words gave you an ego boost why you grabbed his hair and pressed your lips hard onto his. Passionately you kissed his delicious lips, earning low moans from the pretty boy beneath you. His solid grip on your hips became even stronger as he moved you up and down his lengths.

The heat in the pit of your stomach was vigorous and you could feel how your pussy contradicted around his dick, what made it hard for you to move.

“Jimin”, you cried his name while he moved you furiously, breasts bouncing in front of the face you found so angelic, but at this moment the delicate features were exchanged with the ones of a fallen angel. His eyes so deep and fathomless, watching you bounce on his dick, moaning his name over and over again. He could feel how close he got with every roll of your hips against his own, your juices flowing down onto his balls.

Jimin’s fingers got down between your legs, rubbing your clit, fastening the process of reaching your high. Your voice echoed trough the room while closing your eyes, feeling as your orgasm approached you.

“Make yourself come, baby girl”, Jimin encouraged you, mercilessly stroking over your bundle of nerves. “Use my dick for your high.”

With that you slowed down, warmth flooding your core as you rode yourself through your climax. The prickling feeling overwhelming you while Jimin stroked you over the edge. It was an unbelievably intense orgasm, sweat forming on your skin as you stopped rolling your hips into Jimins. Your head fell onto the boy’s warm shoulder.

“You aren’t done yet”, his voice woke you.

With that he held your hips in the air, before he started thrusting into you from underneath. You cried out at the overstimulation you got from the friction his dick caused again. Therefore you moaned his name again, close to his ear to aggravate his lust. It worked because the tanned boy moved even faster, grunts falling from his swollen lips whereas drops of sweat formed onto his chest as well as his forehead.

“Ahh~ Baby girl”, Jimin moaned your new pet name a few times before he pulled himself out of you, getting rid of the used condom before he pushed you down onto the floor in front of him. He stroked his dick with his hand in agitation, the sight of you kneeling so close to his dick let his semen spurt onto your chest. Thick streaks of the white fluids flowing down your torso onto your stomach. Light whimpers left Jimin’s lips while he pumped his pulsating dick until it became soft in his hands, watching your fucked out state, your eyes fixated on his semi hard cock.

“You are amazing, y/n”, Jimin said, grinning at you while showing his crooked front tooth, eyes crinkled. His chest heaved as his head fell back onto the rest of the couch.

Your legs were shaking as you stood up, falling next to the boy you just had sex with.

“Guess you were okay, too”, you teased, brushing your hair out of your sweaty face. “We should repeat it some time, Jimin.”

Adrenalin made you say it, but as the boy took his time answering, panic crawled inside your head. Did you cross the line? Your view lay on Jimin, who returned your gaze, an unknown expression plastered on his features.

Without saying anything he straightened, standing up before he leaned down lifting you up into his strong arms. He held you bridal style while walking out of the living room into the dark corridor.

“I never said that we are done for the night, did I?”, his low voice proclaimed amused.

You just giggled, kissing his plump lips as you made your way upstairs.

Mixed feelings blended into you as the night continued to become more promising than before.

The relationship between misogyny and romance: a SJM study

Why female desire* isn’t problematic, but A Court of Thorns and Roses is.

In which I wade into an issue in depth, praying that the flame war gods do not strike me down.

**Please note that this essay discusses only the misogynist elements of SJM’s writing in the ACOTAR series. There are obviously other problematic elements that require acknowledgement, but this is the one I feel confident in addressing. I haven’t read any of ACOWAR yet.** 

*also, female desire in this instance refers to the desire of the presumed female reader of romance. The reading of romance and YA is obviously not exclusive to women, although a lot of the assumptions of SJM’s work ascribe to the concept of a binary gender.

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B.A.P Debut Story

Yongguk

“I was born in a hospital in Incheon on March 31st, 1990. I’m the youngest out of two sons and one daughter in our family. My brother and I are twins.”

“I learned how to speak really late. I couldn’t speak till I was 5 so my family thought I was mute.”

“In kindergarten , I received a lot of awards in competitions like children’s arts or math competitions. My older brother always placed 1st and I was always 2nd though.”

“I used to really like sports when I entered elementary school. I liked all types of sports. In third grade, I was recommended by my coach to sign up for little league baseball since I liked sports and in 6th grade, I started soccer but because I caught the eyes of a recruiter from a different elementary, I even went to practice at a different soccer team in another school.
Also, I entered a basketball team without my parents knowing, in which I even advanced to the National Sports Festival. Back then, the anticipation of my surroundings were high and some even believed I’d become an amazing athlete. However, I wasn’t able to achieve that due to my parents being against it.” 

“Because both of my parents were working in Seoul to provide income for our family, I spent majority of my adolescent days at my grandfather’s house. Even for school arts festivals, my parents never came and at the time, I was upset since I was younger but my grandmother always did.” 

When he entered junior high, Yongguk rejoined his parents living in Seoul.

“I started gaining interest in music from junior high and on. One day, I just thought how hip hop music seemed cool. It was also because my older sister liked American music so when I’d turn on the computer in our house, there were only songs in that genre. Because of that, I naturally began listening to hip hop music and gained interest, which led me to start looking for related videos myself.”

“I think after seeing videos with rapping in it, I realized then for the first time that I wanted to rap myself.”

“In my second year of junior high I wrote lyrics for the first time. After composing lyrics, coincidentally I found an online forum that comprised of people who were interested in hip hop and rap just like me and it was a whole new world. I posted my lyrics for the first time on an online forum and the responses were really good.
At the time, I saw lots of responses like, “Your rap is unique” and “It’s refreshing.”

How did I feel? Of course I felt so happy that I felt like I was going to fly. Many people listened to my music and I even received a question that asked, “Do you live outside of the country?” I think my motive back then was to not be swayed by the trend and prove “I only do my kind of music” to others.”

In high school, Bang Yongguk was really a quiet student. Despite moving onto the same high school as his friends that he was with in his junior high years, he was known to be the kid who never really talked.

“I didn’t really talk in high school and I would just go to school and come back home to do music:  that was all I did.”

In his second year of high school, Bang Yongguk started meeting up with his hyungs (who are label-mates with him currently) that were promoting at the time and began studying on composing. He said he started gaining more knowledge about music from professionals who were around this time.

“In meeting up with the hyungs of our label back then, I composed by myself. My spectrum in music began expanding and seeing them produce music, I learnt a lot from it. Even when writing lyrics, I used to just write what came to mind before but, then, I think I started thinking a little more before jotting down lyrics.”

However, Bang Yongguk’s parents were very against him doing music.  

“Because my parents didn’t like me doing music, I even rebelled for the first time. I used to sneak out to produce music alone. The storage room we had, I remodeled it into a producing room and I used to stay there. That was the place where the life of rapper Bang Yongguk began.”

However, the bigger his dreams got, his parents’ disapproval grew stronger as well, but both parties eventually found a compromise:

“My parents told me, “Be studious first and then do what you like,” so I opened my eyes to studying as well. Having them tell me that they wouldn’t say anything afterwards once I would achieve something first, I went to the library by myself and began studying. My test scores? I eventually ranked first in the entire school. Even after that, I maintained my status in our school’s top rankings (smiles).”

With him being motivated to focus on his studies so that he would be able to make music in the future, he earned a scholarship, of course, but was also offered a job in a major corporation that is one of the top nationwide.

“I received an excellence award in studies for the first time in my entire life and received a scholarship as well.
Once I graduated high school, I was even offered a job in the S Corporation (Samsung). However, I wasn’t interested in any of those and I only had one thing in mind which was music.”

“I showed my parents my all in terms of being studious and it was my turn to do what I wanted which was to pursue in music. Eventually, I was able to convince my mother and she began to have an optimistic outlook on me pursuing music as well.”

“When I was 20, all I had to me was music really. When I promoted underground, I promoted with a quite popular crew and we released a compilation album, even so as to holding a nationwide tour and I stood on stage without any worries.”

However, Bang Yongguk never knew what satisfaction was. He even left the crew for the purpose of finding his own color in music and was on the constant search for finding his own kind of music.

“Even when I was a part of the crew, I still had dreams of going through my own challenges and when I left the crew, I still did music by myself underground. It was a difficult period of time in my life but with music, I was able to hold strong.”

With him being stubborn about music constantly, the opportunity of a major debut was given to him by fate.

“In 2010, the Untouchable hyungs that I’ve always known and was close with told a representative of our current label about me and when I was contacted by them for the first time, they said they wanted to make a hip hop idol group. I was shocked in hearing the term “idol.”

“I hesitated a lot at the time and I thought that if I was classified under an idol group, it would mean that the spectrum of music I was able to put out was limited. However, they told me, “If you come into this group, you’ll be able to live out your dreams” and that’s how they convinced me. After hearing about the members, I thought, “If I just work harder, it can be a good group.”
So I told them I’d do it.”

And that was how Yongguk took his first step into the TS Entertainment company.