Love To Hate (Ch. 1)

Love to Hate (Ch. 1)

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Creative Contributor:@baebae-goodnight​ I mean, look at this moodboard. LOOK AT IT.

Genre: Fuck Buddies / Enemies to Lovers

Pairing: Jungkook / Reader

Synopsis: Born with a silver spoon in your mouth, you’ve done your best to rid yourself of the taste since you were old enough to walk. Occasionally though, your mother manages to rope you into an obligatory function – or a blind date with playboy billionaire, Jeon Jungkook. Jungkook stands for everything you loathe about the world you left behind, but you can’t deny the spark of attraction between you. Intrigued by the promise of mutual satisfaction, you agree to one night in bed… and quickly realize you’re in far, far deeper than you ever intended.

Rating: 18+

Warnings: semi-public nudity, slight voyeurism, dirty talk (mention of a threesome, mention of restraints), nipple play, fingering, spanking, oral (male), face-fucking, multiple orgasms, slight possessiveness, jungkook calls y/n sweetheart and princess; seokjin is not in the fic (yet), I’m sorry about that

Word Count: 13,103

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collab announcement: IN THE SPOOP

Welcome to the threshold, where worlds collide.

For the 31st of October, seven authors have joined forces to bring you stories of rituals gone awry and worlds meeting. Join @augustbutwinter @xjoonchildx @kkulfm @hobisuniverse @sahmfanficbts @madseok and @wwilloww for an out-of-this world ride.

GOODNIGHT NABI by @sahmfanficbts

Pairing Namjoon x reader Rating Explicit Genre DILF mechanic AU, ghost AU, school AU Summary It’s been years since his Nabi (Butterfly) flew away with angel wings. Kim Namjoon meets you, a librarian at his daughter’s school, who reminds him of life’s beauty and love he's sure he doesn’t deserve. It will take a strange convincing from the other world to help him let go of the past and embrace... you. The question remains: Is he ready?

OCTOBER 28

GOD OF MISCHIEF by @wwilloww

Pairing trickstergod!Jin x reader Rating Explicit Genre fantasy, smut, supernatural au Summary You've dedicated your life to the temple of Lugh, the golden sun god. But when your world crumbles, your ticket to escape is not what you imagined it'd be, especially when it comes as a handsome, mischievous figure waltzing through the flames.

OCTOBER 29

WHAT THE WATER GAVE US by @madseok

Pairing ghost!Yoongi x reader (f) Title What the water gave us Rating explicit (18+) Genre ghost AU, strangers to lovers Summary What was supposed to be a quiet Friday night after a hectic week at work is ruined by the sudden arrival of a strange man. The worst part? He doesn’t want to leave your bathtub.

OCTOBER 30

SEE YOU AGAIN by @hobisuniverse

Pairing ghost brother!Hoseok x human-turned-ghost!reader Rating PG-13 (death) Genre angst, h/c, smidgen of fluff at the end Summary You lost your older brother when you were 25. Every subsequent year, at the stroke of midnight on All Hallows Eve, he appears in front of you with a dazzling smile to spend twenty-four hours with you. But this year, when you turn 100, things are different when you realize everything as you knew it has changed.

OCTOBER 31

ALL WE SEE OR SEEM by @kkulfm

Pairing bird shapeshifter!Jimin x neutral!reader Rating PG-13 Genre dream AU, shapeshifter AU, angst & fluff Summary Trapped in a dream you can't wake up from, you find yourself on a strange journey home. On the way you meet Jimin; a young man but also a magpie who wants to help. But not all is what it seems, and something is chasing you that cannot be outrun.

NOVEMBER 1

STRANDS by @xjoonchildx

Pairing soldier!tae x reader (f) Rating explicit (18+) Genre creepy shit, spooky smut Summary taehyung can’t figure out how he ended up separated from his men, lost in these woods. or how he got hurt. he only knows he has no choice but to rely on the beautiful, secretive stranger who found him.

NOVEMBER 2

SEASONS DON'T FEAR THE REAPER by @augustbutwinter

Pairing reaper!jk x reader Rating mature (for themes) Genre reaper!AU, strangers to something Summary life is short, they say. one day everyone meets their death, they say. how often can you meet yours before he takes you with him?

NOVEMBER 3

namjoon + honeymoon <3

It was your stupid husband’s idea to go to a tropical rain forest, so obsessed with the idea of seeing real sloths and rare birds that he didn’t stop to think about the gazillion mosquitoes that would be there, too. “Ugh, this hurts,” you whine for what has to be the millionth time, scratching at the numerous bites littering your calves. You’re not even safe in your lodging, a tiny little rental house with an air-con system as old as your grandmother.

Namjoon’s just come out of the bath, white towel draped around his waist to make him look like a Greek god. Stray water droplets cling to his shoulders and chest, sparkle under the yellow lamplight as he rounds the foot of the bed. Miraculously, he’s come out of the rain forest unscathed. You’re extremely jealous, but you comfort yourself with the fact that maybe your kids will get his superior anti-mosquito blood in their genes too. “Salve,” he says, plopping down on the edge of the bed with a tiny green jar of something. “The locals said it would help.”

You scoff. “The locals said,” you mimic, but snatch it out of his hand nonetheless.

In truth, you’re actually having a lot of fun. After the numerous Bridezilla meltdowns you had over the course of your wedding planning, letting Namjoon plan the honeymoon was a blessing in disguise; not only did you have one less thing to worry about, but your wildlife-loving husband has the prettiest smile when he’s excited about toucans. “It’s what you get for not wearing bug repellant,” he teases now, discarding his towel as he crawls up the bed towards you. Oh.

Wrapping your hands around his shoulders, you barely manage one brush of your lips against his before he’s stripping you of your nightgown. “Not my fault I have the juiciest blood,” you frown, shivering when his slightly cold skin presses against yours.

Namjoon chuckles, a sound so low and deep, it goes straight to your pussy. “Yeah?” he hums, settling the weight of his body over you. He’s heavy as fuck, but being suffocated by your husband’s hot and heavy body isn’t the worst way to go out. His lips find their place against your cheek, two plush pillows that leave a faint kiss against your skin. “But now you’re covered in mosquitos bites.”

Pulling him closer, you shift your hips from side to side until his cock is nestled between your folds, angry tip kissing your clit. You shudder. “So?” you sigh, “you’ll cover them up for me anyway.”

Namjoon laughs, kissing the corner of your mouth. “That I will.” And he does, sucking and kissing along your skin as he goes. His lips traverse the length of your body, suckling against your tits until you’re whimpering and begging for him to stop. He only stops when both nipples are two, twin peaks, slick and shiny with his saliva. Then, between your thighs. He sucks a painful mark at the juncture where your thigh meets your body, doesn’t let go even when you dig your fingers into his scalp and tug him away. “Relax,” he says, suave, smooth, that stupidly hot bastard.

His pillowy lips kiss down the inside of each leg, tongue peeking out to swipe against your swollen bites. He doesn’t suck on those, knows that it’ll only exacerbate the itchiness, but it’s the thought that counts. He does, however, practically leave you covered in his saliva, licking every inch of skin he can get to. You’re left feeling sticky and wet, a sensation that soon fades into the background when he gets his mouth on your clit.

He nudges the bud back and forth, like you’re nothing more than a sweet for him to play with. Panting, you barely manage to plead your case for more, filling the air of the lodging with sniffles and sobs as Namjoon licks between your thighs. Eventually, it’s your trembling hand reaching for his — the one with the ring on it — that convinces him to help you out.

One finger dips into your achingly hot core, tongue swirling circles around your clit. You buck forward, against his mouth, as the pleasure begins to simmer in your center. Namjoon takes his time with you, does his best to draw out every droplet of ecstasy from you. He loves the sounds, the tiny jerks of your body, the way his name tumbles off your lips. “Joon,” you sob, “no more— please.”

Only then does he let you come, milking your cum out of you with a never-ending series of kitten licks against your clit. You quiver beneath him, body wracked with the aftershocks of such a pleasant orgasm. “Good girl,” he hums, kissing the soft skin of the inside of your thigh. “Always so good.”

{Kharli aweing over Rain episode 114,78?}

First...It's been a while. I know, I'm sorry. But Rain, this series has never left my mind while I was away, and I'm happy that I'm able to come back to this and resubmerge myself in this extravagant world that you have created.

If my memories are correct, I believe that this is the first time that we see Eunuch Kim (Namjoon) calling Chun-ja his wife and Han-Jae his son and my heart couldn't have gotten more full. I have loved watching their relationship bloom and blossom throughout the series and for it to come to this moment makes me so warm. They deserve this so much and I'm truly happy that they're able to love each other and spend the rest of their forever the way that they want to.

I love that you can feel the love and beauty from Namjoon’s words trickle into the uneasy tone the letter. There is uncertainty in the midst of bubbling turmoil that's lingering in the background as he tries to console his lover, and the way you wrapped these two contrasting images was amazing.

With this series, there's always been this seesaw event of losses and gains. Whenever there is a period of comfort and easiness, tension and strained relationships are never too far away. Now that we're seeing Yoongi step into himself and grow not only in age but mentally with each passing chapter, things such as lobbying due to the economic state of the kingdom and the marriage are a forthcoming notion. Sacrifices might have to be made. His happiness. Someone else's. The foreshadowing of what might come if an arranged marriage occurs definitely brings a lot of emotions, but as Namjoon wrote, things are different now and so I hope and have faith that things will get better. Eventually (because it's you and I know that I have to cry a little first before I see sunshine).

I'm looking forward to continuing this, Rain. You are the greatest and each chapter of this series entrances me more and more. I'm addicted. Sending you lots of love, dear friend. You deserve the galaxy 💕🌠

trivia: june 1870.

a hastily scribbled letter the sender wishes he did not have to write.

pairing: joseon king!yoongi x reader words: 406 contains: our favorite eunuch returns!

moonlit throne index. this is drabble 32. start from the beginning?

My beloved wife,

I miss you and our son more than words can say. Not a day slips by without my thinking of your warm smiles and delicious cooking, but I am afraid I must stay here at the palace for some time longer. There is trouble.

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royal flush | knj x reader | [M]

 ➹ title: royal flush

➹  pairing: namjoon x reader

➹ summary: your kingdom’s newest prisoner is giving you sleepless nights. 

➹ rating: 18+

➹ genre/au: royal!au, queen!reader,  prisoner!namjoon, strangers to enemies(?) to lovers, smut, thriller, p(with very minimal)p

➹ word count: 1.5k

➹ warnings: oral(male receiving), fingering, breast play, nipple play, penetrative sex, public sex, mentions of treason, prison

➹ credits: @lavienjin​ and @sunshinejunghoseokie​ are my wonderful betas for this fic. thank you both for working on such short notice ❤️

➹ a/n: this is for part of 2 network events. details are given below.

part of @btsgoldnetwork‘s Golden Royals Event. it’s technically still september so happy birthday joonie! your sexy brain and dangerous body and wonderful heart have us all in shambles ❤️ 

part of @bangtansorciere​’s September House Games Fall for Romance hosted by @yoonia​. 

❥ AU type/trope - Sweaters & Leather Boots - Strangers to Lovers AU

❥ Theme - Royalty, Forbidden Romance

❥ Kinks - Nipple play, Fingering, Public Sex

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more of jungkook being a shy, sweet boy please 😭😭

Jungkook is tiny when you first see him, legs carefully tucked in close on the train, sitting between two elderly women who are adamant on conversing over him. He doesn’t dare interrupt, leaning back as much as he can so they can see each other, before eventually giving into his embarrassment and scrambling out from between them.

He stands next to you then, by the left doors of the train, expertly placing his hand against the standing passenger pole so that he doesn’t have to crowd you anymore than necessary. Not that you’d mind if he did— he’s tall, broad, smells like flowers when the train jerks him forward. You know it’d be infinitely easier for him to stand closer to the door instead, that it’ll keep him from stumbling back and forth through the aisle, but he’s too polite to ask. Or maybe just too shy.

Eventually, you gesture him forward, pulling out one earbud to direct him to his new spot. “Thank you,” he says softly, switches spots with you with sparkling eyes, like he can’t believe someone would be so kind as to think of him.

From then on, that’s all you do. Think of him, that is.

He takes the same train as you every morning, likes to sit against the windows if possible, but is always the first to give up his seat for another passenger. Then, he’ll migrate towards you. Well, towards the door, but you usually stand by the door, so towards you. Ever since your first encounter, you always let him stand closer to the door, shuffling back and letting him slip past you. He always says thank you, sometimes a trio of thank you, thank you, thank you or sometimes just a nod of his head, soft cheeks pulled taut as he smiles.

He works at a daycare, this much you learn when he drops his faculty ID one day. It’s a few stops after yours (you Googled it) and is situated across a supermarket. He wears a similar ensemble of clothing each day, usually a pair of jeans and a long sleeve shirt. You know it’s because he has a sleeve of tattoos— a little unexpected! —hiding beneath the fabric. You catch sight of something on his wrist one day, tell him it’s pretty, and revel in the bright red flush that settles over his cheeks. Another trio of thank yous, this one punctuated with a bashful quirk of his lips as he fiddles with the cuff of his sleeve.

One day, you catch him on his way home from work. It’s weird seeing him at this hour, the obnoxiously white lights inside the train painting his already fair skin an even lighter color. “Oh,” he says, the tip of his nose red. It’s getting colder now, a few months since you’ve started taking the train together. “Hi.”

“Hi,” you greet back, equally as thrown off by this unexpected encounter. It’s an odd hour, your cart only hosting a few riders. You and Jungkook both get a seat and, wordlessly, you decide to sit together. You’re not sure who decides to sit with who, just that you sit together.

Jungkook’s bag brushes your shoulder and he jerks it away. “Sorry,” he hurries to apologize, placing it on the floor between his feet instead. “Um, did you get out early?”

Your brain stalls. “Wha— yeah,” you cough, trying to remember when you ever told him your work schedule. Vaguely, you think you might’ve mentioned it. But that was months ago— there’s no way Jungkook remembered that, right? “Got sent home early,” you joke, nudging his side. Jungkook offers you a tiny smile, nose and cheeks as rosy as when you were outside.

There’s a pause as the train jostles the two of you back and forth, shoulders touching, souls feeling each other out. Eventually, Jungkook says, “so, you’re free today?” You nod, trying to catch sight of him through your periphery. He’s looking down at his lap, fingers twiddling nervously. “Well, if you’re free…”