Tape I: Sunset Masquerade [m]

Tape I: Sunset Masquerade [m]

➛pairing: Hoseok x reader ➛genre: smut, superhero!au, superpower!au, supervillain!hoseok ➛words: 16.2k+ ➛rating: nsfw! ➛warning: smut: oral (receiving), masturbation, fingering, roughness, slight bondage (cuffs), exhibitionism- of multiple kinds, camera, dirty talk, cumplay, slight degradation, dom!hoseok, essentially pwp ➛notes: HAPPY BIRTHDAY HOBI!! In honour of our beloved Hope, and our Queen Hixtape, whenever she drops, I present to you the first of a three part smut series; The Tapes!

You finally trap your arch nemesis, the crimson-haired villain that went by the name Tempest, only to find out that really, the one trapped… was you.

↼posted; 18.02.2018

↼masterlist || tape i • tape ii • tape iii - ½ • 2/2

SCLS: Sunset City League of Superheroes. We fight, so you don’t have to!

You couldn’t help the grimace that slipped over your face as you stood before the large, wooden doors of meeting room 233 in the SCLS building. Apparently, despite asking for your advice on a slogan and receiving it, RM had decided to ignore it and go with the slogan he wanted. Truthfully, it didn’t bother you that much, the slogan wasn’t the worst thing you’d ever seen or heard, but there was still a certain part of you that was salty your advice had been ignored after being requested. It was stupid, and pointless, to simmer over it, and you knew you were really only thinking about it to justify in a roundabout way why you’d been standing outside the meeting room for seven minutes instead of just biting the bullet and going in.

Put simply, you didn’t want to.

Every three weeks to a month, superheroes from cities across the region would meet up in a designated city and share progress, you could say. Report on how things were in their province, like the crime rate, citizen satisfaction, whether a new villain had risen up… the works. This time, it happened to be held in your very own city. Months ago, you would have been bursting eagerly into the room, pride evident in every step you took, and you’d boast the amount of criminals, and villains, you’d taken down. You were a prodigy, excellent at your job and skilled with your abilities— you were revered by many and had built a spotless reputation for yourself as one of the most reliable, and capable, superheroes of the region. Everything was perfect.

And then he showed up.

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Beneath the Boughs (M)

Fantastical Tales for Curious Souls - Chapter 3

Pairing: Dryad!Namjoon x Reader 

Word Count: 20K

Warnings: Very mild peril and angst, tooth-rotting fluff, smut - fingering, oral sex (male receiving), unprotected penetrative sex, multiple orgasms, virgin!Namjoon.  

For almost as long as you can remember, the tree stood opposite your apartment has been a part of your life. Countless memories have been made under the shade of its supple branches, but when its existence comes under threat, you soon discover that your favourite tree is more special to you than you ever could’ve known.

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“Hey!  Stop!”  

As fast as your little feet had been able to carry you, you’d run, furious; hurtling across the grass towards the group of young boys congregated around the base of your apple tree, their figures cast in shade under its far-reaching branches. 

Of course, you didn’t know it was your tree back then - a tree just like any other, no dissimilar to the many others you’d ever seen - but that hadn’t kept you from watching them from your spot from way over by the swings; narrowed eyes, scowling and suspicious.  Huddled together, it was obvious even to you that the curl of their shoulders meant that they must be up to no good.  

Their unfamiliar presence in your park had been worrisome enough, but when one of them had drawn out a switchblade from his back pocket, waving it around in front of his friends only to then turn and gouge its sharp blade straight into the bark of the tree, you were left with no choice but to leap into action. 

At six tender years old you’d marched over to that group of boys, unafraid.  Being several years your senior, they were far less than intimidated by the sight of a young girl in long socks and overalls, copying a pose she’d seen her mother wear before.  They hadn’t even really noticed you were there until you’d cleared your throat to demand their attention, small hands fisted on your then non-existent hips, and even then, the ring-leader had refused to acknowledge you.  He was far too busy carving out a word your innocent mind did not yet recognise at such an age, tongue poking out of the corner of his lips in concentration. 

“You shouldn’t be doing that,” you’d informed them without a hint of fear, so sure were you of your convictions.  The closest boy to you (you’d seen him at school before, you’d thought.  The older brother of one of the girls in your class?) had scowled hard at you, his hands stuffed in his pockets.  

“Why not?” he’d snorted.  

“Because,” you’d replied, matter of fact, “You’re hurting it." 

"It’s just a tree,” another boy had said with a shrug of his shoulders, his tone as entirely apathetic as his stance had been.  

“But they have feelings,” you’d said emphatically, your bottom lip jutting out when the boys around you began to laugh at your expense.  Their mocking was finally loud enough to pull the attention of the black-haired boy with the knife and he’d turned, blade in hand. 

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lovers’ fuck rule (m.)

pairing jungkook/reader/hoseok

warnings language | alcohol use | consensual objectification kink | blowjobs | mild voyeurism | oral sex with some assplay | sloppy seconds | indirect threesome | cum use | probably not for everyone

summary jungkook is still new to your established relationship with hoseok, which means he needs a little help feeling competent sometimes. especially when it comes to sex. alternatively, the span of a poly relationship over inaccurate amounts of fucking.

word count 13k

author’s note this is painfully indulgent, and I have no other excuse. I know some of you wanted to see my rendition of an objectification fetish, so I tried my best. please note that everything in this is absolutely consensual, and is specified as such within the plot as well. enjoy!

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pronoia.

↳ you can definitively say that you did not sign up for this.

◇ namjoon x reader ◇ zombie apocalypse!au | college!au ◇ 15k [1/1]

notes: a very late birthday present for @imaginationofacrazyfangirl, who i kind of like for some reason. 

⇢ pronoia (n): a state of mind that is the opposite of paranoia. a suspicion that the universe is conspiring in your favor.

warnings: some violence obviously. some gore. mostly just me trying to be funny. irreverent humor, zombieland jokes, and a couple bad philosophy references bc idk what i’m talking about. exactly one (1) brooklyn 99 joke. yoongi is lowkey a badass bc u cannot convince me his crafty, conniving ass wouldn’t be good in this kind of situation. jk’s ready to risk it all for a twinkie. tbh this is kind of a mess and the ending might be rushed but i still worked really hard on it so please leave feedback sndfjfkjsksds 🙈

It’s too quiet.

Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, the dull hum fading into the background as water starts dripping somewhere to your left. Your heartbeat quickens, thudding erratically against your ribcage as you suck in a deep breath and tighten your grip on your baseball bat.

It’s hard to believe that just three days ago, you were a regular college student. Three days ago, your biggest concerns were finding a decently paid summer job and getting through your last philosophy lecture without daydreaming about the cute teaching assistant bending you over his desk. But now, sandwiched between two rows in the back of your university’s biggest auditorium, you have several new concerns. Bigger concerns.

And first and foremost among them, are the zombies.

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La Douleur Exquise Pt 1 | Incubus!Yoongi AU

➵ summary: in which you accidentally summon an incubus in the middle of your shitty apartment and he won’t leave until you agree to have sex with him. until then, min yoongi, incubus extraordinaire, is now your sexually promiscuous and grumpy roommate. aka, the incubus au no one fucking asked for. ➵ warnings: demon summonings, lots of swearing, and a grumpy min yoongi (what’s new?) ➵ genre: fluff, angst, humor, eventual smut (none in this chapter!) ➵ words: 6.2K ➵ a/n: the preview got such good responses that I had to finish this right away! hope it stands up to your expectations! enjoy! 

➵ part 1 // part 2 // part 3 // part 4 // part 5 // part 6 // part 7

In retrospect, it was probably a bad idea trying to recreate an ancient demon-summoning circle in the middle of your living room. If anyone asked you what had possessed you to do so regardless, you’d point fingers at your history professor for assigning the task in the first place. Although, you might concede that he didn’t technically ask you to assemble the summoning circle; all you were assigned to do was do some research about ancient summoning techniques with five to ten sources maximum. The problem with the assignment lied with the latter part of the requirements: the motherfucking references.

No matter how hard you tried to search for reliable photographs of professionally reenacted summoning circles, none of significant quality had popped up anywhere. You were seriously starting to consider attaching some DeviantArt fanart by the time you had reached page 67 on the Google search page.

In short, you were desperate—and desperation meant that you didn’t really think things through.

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MONSTER

You sleep with an obnoxious fratboy who used to be your friend.

word count: 1.8k genre: smut

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