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girgigiri · 5 months

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FIC RECS NAVIGATION

BTS

Kim Namjoon Kim Seokjin Min Yoongi Jung Hoseok Park Jimin Kim Taehyung Jeon Jungkook

EXO

Park Chanyeol

GOT7

Im Jaebum

HARRY STYLES

MASON MOUNT

JUDE BELLINGHAM

BEN CHILWELL

KYLIAN MBAPPE

MARCUS RASHFORD

LANDO NORRIS

CHARLES LECLERC

TIMOTHÉE CHALAMET

#fic rec #footballers #footballer x reader #namjoon x reader #seokjin x reader #yoongi x reader #hoesok x reader #jimin x reader #taehyung x reader #jungkook x reader #exo imagine #chanyeol x reader #jaebum x reader

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kpopimaginings · 4 months

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Goodnight Kisses - JayB

You knew JayB would berate you for still being awake when he got home, but it wasn't for lack of trying. Recently, you'd got into such a routine of going to be together that it just felt wrong trying to sleep when he wasn't there. You'd done everything you normally would before sliding under the covers, but without your good night kiss and the warmth of your man beside you, you just couldn't drift off.

JayB always promised you you'd still get your good night kiss if you were asleep when he got home but it wasn't the same. When you heard the front door open, you had a brief debate with yourself as to whether or not to feign sleep. As his gentle footsteps approached your room you decided against it, opting to greet JayB instead. You could tell he was trying to be quiet as he entered but you spoke up.

"Jae?"

"Ah, jagiya, why are you awake?" he whispered. There was a slight smile on his face as he spoke, negating any air of annoyance in his words.

"Can't sleep," you complained. "Not without my goodnight kisses."

"Just let me wash up and get changed and you can have all the kisses you want," he replied.

You groaned and stretched your arms out in his direction, hoping to summon him closer.

He chuckled as he approached you, shaking his head. "You're always so clingy when you're tired," he said running a hand through your hair.

You closed your eyes, focusing on the feeling of his fingers in your hair. All too soon he was pulling away again. Your eyes snapped open as you reached out to grab his hand and put it back. Unfortunately, in your sleepy state, JayB was quicker.

"I'm just getting ready for bed, jagi, then I'm all yours."

You still whined a little as he left you to head to the bathroom but you were for too tired to launch any sort of actual protest.

After far too long, he was climbing into bed behind you, enveloping you in his arms as a kiss was pressed to your shoulder.

"I love you, my needy jagi," he whispered.

You grunted at his teasing and snuggled further into his embrace.

There was a moments silence before you felt his finger tips digging into your waist and tickling you slightly. You squirmed but JayB didn't relent.

"Say it," he demanded.

"Who's needy now?" you retorted.

He tickled you again.

"I love you, too." You told him what he wanted to hear to stop the attack.

"That's better," he replied. "Sleep well."

With one last kiss placed gently on your neck, he held you tightly again, allowing you both to drift off to sleep, comforted by each others presence.

NAVIGATION | GOT7 MASTERLIST

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sweetestofchaos · 1 year

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Jaebeom Masterlist

Story Key

Fluff 🎀 Angst 💔 Slice of Life 😊

NonHuman 🦄 Smut 🔞Dark 🚬 Hiatus 🛑

Writing ✍🏽 Complete 👍🏽 Mini Series 🤏🏽

Got7 Masterlist

Hard Hours: Different 🔞 requests

Say Yes ft. Yugyeom - While getting a late-night coffee, they find the best surprise. 😊

Between The Sheets: What a sweet morning wakeup 🔞😊

My Burden: Jaebeom’s best friend is in an abusive relationship 💔😊

Swollen Eyes: Jaebeom has to leave for a little while and Y/N doesn’t handle it well 💔😊

Battle Scars: Jaebeom’s cats don’t really like you😊🎀

Ride My Body: One crazy night with Y/N has Jaebeom ready to write a song 🔞😊

You Broke My Heart: Y/N loved Yoongi with all her heart, but a heart can only break so many times. Jay B was there to pick up the pieces. 🔞💔

🄽🄾🅃 🅂🄾 🄽🄴🅆 🄿🅁🄾🄵🄴🅂🅂🄾🅁: Who is the hottie with a body that showed up on campus? 🎀

Woman’s Work: Jaebeom can’t get a song out of his head and calls you for help. 🎀

Knock, Knock ft. Min Yoongi: Jaebeom is finally woken up by his soulmate after how much time? 🔞 🦄 🚬 🛑

Dragon’s Heart: Jaebeom is the Prince of Dragon’s and Maya’s just trying to save him ✍🏽🦄💔🎀(coming soon)

#soc jaebeom #lim jaebeom #got7 jayb #got7 jaebum #jaebeom fic

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dontbekoifish · 2 years

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The Sky Prince (1/3)

Pairing: Duffi!Jaebeom x f!reader (future chapters), slight Muska!Jinyoung x f!reader

Genre: Angst, some fluff

Warnings: Mentions of bullying, death, violence, mentions of murder, injuries, toxic relationships (chapter specific)

Word count: 3684 (chapter specific)

Summary: Maybe Jinyoung was a little mean to you, but you think it gives him personality. You kind of like it. But he leaves you all alone. Until one fateful day, where your whole life turns upside down.

Movie: Castle in the Sky

Fandom: GOT7

This was written for the 2021 Ghibli Collab by @toikiii. It’s a long time overdue, so I’m sorry about that. But this will be finished by October, in a three-parter. I hope you enjoy the first part. :)

Jinyoung insisted he’s some sort of prince. You would’ve found it annoying if it was any other kid in the village, but you didn’t mind it from him. He had dreams and aspirations, and who were you to judge him? You would sit with him under the big oak tree in the orphanage’s yard and listen to his stories and tales. The other kids would call you both weird, but you didn’t mind. It wasn’t like they were any more mature.

As the oldest two of the orphans, Jinyoung being only a few months older than you, you and he often had a lot more free time. Honestly, you didn’t know why you both had to stay. Well, kind of. You weren’t able to leave until someone offered to marry you, as you were a young woman with no family. Such was how the village worked. But Jinyoung, you didn’t know what was stopping him.

Deep inside you wished he was waiting until he was old enough to marry at twenty and then he would engage you, but you know it wasn’t that. He didn’t really like you. He only put up with you because you believed his tall tales. You could see it in his eyes. When you two were stuck doing chores any other day, he would look at you with such animosity. But when you sat at the tree, he smiled at you.

That was why you would listen. Any sort of appreciation he looked at you with, you relished. Even if it was only thankfulness at your willingness to hear his stories.

But one day, when you were waiting at the tree, Jinyoung was slow. A lot slower than usual. Usually, he was right behind you, eager to tell tales.

“Jinyoungie,” you called out, watching his head lift, “why so slow today?” You ran back down the hill to meet him halfway.

Jinyoung looked at you, eyes dead, and your brows furrowed. “(Y/N).”

“Jinyoungie? What’s wrong?” You reached out, hands fisting in his cotton shirt sleeve. “Why do you look so mad?”

“I have a family.” What? “I have family,” Jinyoung repeated as if he read the look on your face.

Your lips pulled down into a frown, feeling a burn behind your eyeballs. You don’t want to cry, but you might. Having family means he would leave, and you’d be stuck here by yourself. “But I don’t want you to go,” you whined, the words coming out more choked than you’d like.

Jinyoung rolled his eyes. “Well, I have a family. I want to find them. They’re the key to reclaiming my position as prince. You remember, you have to. All those things I told you. And the gift, remember it?”

You nodded, letting go of him and shoving your hand in your pocket and bringing out the book he gave you. It was an odd show of affection, but it had been your fourteenth birthday and Jinyoung had found you crying in the closet because the other kids had pulled your hair and called you names. It was filled with drawings and notes upon drawings and notes of these bodies Jinyoung called robots. It was a little weird but you still loved it.

“Well, it’s important. And you gotta keep it safe.” Jinyoung assured you, and you nodded again. “Look, I’m being serious.” He had such a look of determination on his face for an eighteen-year-old, you suddenly felt small in comparison.

You sighed heavily. There would be no stopping him. Jinyoung took your silence as assent and he turned around to leave. “Wait, Jinyoung,” you said again, and Jinyoung turned back. “You know, I like you a lot.”

Jinyoung smiled slightly, a rare occurrence. “I know.” His hand lifted and planted itself on the top of your hair. “Thanks for listening to me.” He leaned in and your breath hitched as his full lips planted itself on your cheek.

You couldn’t move, not even when Jinyoung pulled back and offered you a wide grin before heading back down the hill. You stayed up on the hill ‘til evening when the mistress of the orphanage called for you, and when you headed to bed without even having dinner, the other kids laughed at you. But you didn’t care.

He kissed you. Even if it was just on the cheek, and you’re probably never going to see him again, he kissed you. He likes you back. Maybe he’ll come back and marry you when the time comes. You clutched the little book close as you fell asleep. Jinyoung will return, you could feel it. You knew it.

And he did return, just not in the way you expected.

You had just turned twenty-one and from in the closet of where you hid, you could hear shouts and cries. This was not how you had wanted your birthday to go. When the morning of had come you were waiting anxiously in the early morning at the gates of the orphanage as you had done for the past two years on your birthday, hoping Jinyoung would come.

But strange men in suits had come instead, telling you to go fetch the mistress, and you had gone to her. You had thought maybe they had come to get one of the boys, so you waited inside for them to leave so that you could come to the gates again. They talked with the mistress and it seemed they had reached a conclusion, so you thought they might leave. But they didn’t leave.

They pulled out a gun and shot the mistress right in the face.

The kids watching at the door and outside screamed, but you couldn’t go out and save them. You didn’t have time before more men swarmed the courtyard, grabbing the kids and shoving them down before pulling out their guns. You couldn’t look.

The kids inside were still here and you needed to help them. The mistress would be angry if you didn’t.

You shoved the children inside closets, under cupboards, in wardrobes, anywhere they would fit. Only then when they were all hidden and you could see the big oak door entrance start to shake violently did you run.

You found yourself in the boy’s side of the orphanage, in Jinyoung’s old room. What a sick irony. But you had no time to wait, the clamor was getting closer. You shoved your way inside his wardrobe, thick shirts from the kids who replaced him over and over getting in your way. But it was dark and it felt safer than under the bed.

It wasn’t safe enough, though. The closet door opened and you were yanked out so hard you thought your bone might pop out of your shoulder. The men had found you.

“We found another one!” One of the three men in the room poked his head out the door and called to someone. “It might be the one you’re looking for, sir! She looks like it!”

You struggled, but it’s no use. The men are too strong and one of them backhanded you, the gun he held slamming into your jaw. You cried out from the sharp pain, but they just hit you again. “Shut up,” the man gripping you hissed, “you’re only making this harder on yourself, little girl.”

You clenched your eyes shut, waiting, waiting for pain or death, when footsteps entered the room and a familiar voice was heard. “(Y/N).”

Your eyes flitted open. “Jinyoung?” you ask in a hoarse, broken voice. “What– what are you doing here?”

Jinyoung, now twenty-one, smiles at you but there is nothing positive in his eyes. Just cold, hard, greed. “(Y/N),” he repeats, “you’ve grown up well. Happy birthday.”

Your eyes welled up, unsure whether to be happy he remembered or disgusted he did this. This was not the determined eighteen-year-old boy you knew all those years ago. “Jinyoung?” you repeated again, voice cracking. Jinyoung smiled a little wider, taking a step closer. “Why are you here?”

“(Y/N),” he tsked, “don’t be so sad. This orphanage never did anyone any good. They keep you here to be married off, and when they don’t get you married off, they keep you for free labor. Tell me, how long have you been here? Six years? More? So why haven’t you left? You had all the chances you could.”

You didn’t even know how to respond, only weakly saying his name once more. Jinyoung rolled his eyes and sneered. “Stop calling me like a child who just learnt their parents’ names. Look, I’ll just cut to the chase. Give me the notebook.”

You blinked up at him. “Notebook?” Jinyoung hissed through his teeth, stepping closer and grabbing your jaw with his hand. He wrenches your chin up and you can feel your neck strain as you’re forced to meet his eyes.

“The damn notebook, (Y/N). God, you’re so fucking stupid. The notebook. I entrusted. To you.” Your eyes shook looking up at Jinyoung. He was unhinged, so, so angry, and you hated him.

“It’s in my room,” you croaked out, and Jinyoung slipped into an easygoing smile with a bat of an eye.

“Good girl,” he crooned, and you felt sick. “Now, take us to it and I’ll let you go.”

You stood shakily, legs weak. How did this happen? You wanted to cry but you were so damn scared. When you stepped out in the hallway, you almost collapsed again. Bodies of the employees and the children here littered the hallway and it was only the grip of one of the men that kept you upright.

Jinyoung tsked again, hand moving to your shoulder where he dug his fingers in uncomfortably. “Stand up straight, (Y/N). Hasn’t the orphanage taught you anything? I could just kill you right now and find the notebook myself.”

You couldn’t respond, eyes trained on the wall in front of you. You could not look down. You must not. If you looked, you fear you would kill yourself. You lead them silently through the hallways until you stop at your room next to the headmistress’s. You unlocked the door with shaking hands, and you could feel your heart cry at the sight before you.

The children who were hiding under your bed were strewn across the floor, blank, dead eyes looking up at the ceiling. You could barely move, and Jinyoung sighed at your almost-catatonic state. “Go on, (Y/N),” he said with barely concealed impatience. “Go get me the notebook.”

It’s only when the other man shoved you did you stumble toward your pillow, feet heavy and tripping over the bodies strewn across the floor. The notebook– it was inside your pillowcase and you drew it out quietly.

When you turned around with the small, worn notebook in your hands, Jinyoung’s eyes lit up. He leaned forward and basically grabbed it, flipping through it fervently with a sick, twisted smile on his face. “Finally,” he breathed, “finally.”

He stood there for an almost uncomfortably long amount of time, flipping through before landing and staring at a page. With a sinking feeling in your gut, you knew which part it was. After a few minutes, Jinyoung finally turned to the men standing right at the door. “Leave us,” he commanded, and despite their obvious uncomfortableness with the command, they left you two in the room alone.

Jinyoung stared at you for a moment before thrusting the notebook at you, opening to the page you had dreaded. “Read,” he commanded again.

“Why?” you asked, but Jinyoung shook his head and you cleared your throat slightly before reading aloud what you had written. The journal entries you added once a year on your birthday until today. “Entry one. Jinyoung is gone, am I happy about it? No, but maybe he’ll come back.” The words were choked, and Jinyoung tsked again.

“Clearer.” You coughed lightly, eyes quavering with unshed tears.

“I want him to return and marry me. I want to smile at his side. I miss Jinyoung. It’s only been a few hours but I want to hear his stories again. He’s a sky prince. Will he return? I must believe he shall, for if he won’t I know that butcher from the village will ask me to be his. I don’t like him that much, he gets mad when I’m dreaming about things that are out of my reach”—the first tear slipped down your face and you quickly scrubbed it away with your palm—“but I’m sure Jinyoung will return.

“He has to,” you continued with your resolve weakening and more tears falling down your face, “because I love him. In all those children’s books, they say love trumps all. I want Jinyoung to come and yell at the kids teasing me like he used to. I just want him back.”

Jinyoung sighed, hands coming out and cupping your face in his big hands. You flinched but Jinyoung paid no mind, thumbs gently brushing the tears away. How could he? How could he come here and kill all the people you cared for and then just treat you so softly? “Continue,” he ordered once more, but his voice was a lot quieter.

“Entry two. Jinyoung isn’t back, but I’ll wait until next year. I’ll be old enough to marry then, and he’ll come and take me away. The butcher is getting impatient. He keeps coming to talk to the headmistress about me, and I’m never allowed to listen in. Where is Jinyoung? Even though he was a little mean to me, he still made sure I was all right. After all, I was the only one who listened to him. Why can’t he come to visit?

“Entry three.” Jinyoung’s hands were still on your face and you refused to lift your eyes from the book. You don’t think you could look at him after what he had done. “The butcher asked me to marry him. I said no and he hit me.” You could feel Jinyoung tense, fingers pressing into the hollows of your cheeks slightly. “The headmistress was angry with him, but he still waits at the gates sometimes to look for me. I try not to go out anymore. Where’s Jiny-”

“Stop,” Jinyoung hissed, hands dropping from your face and grabbing the book back. “Don’t read it anymore. Instead, tell me.” His voice shakes almost imperceptibly as if he’s trying not to become the eighteen-year-old he once was. “Why did you write in it?”

Your lips tightened, you still refused to lift your head to look at Jinyoung. “I missed you. I was young, lonely, and I loved you.” Jinyoung’s hand grabbed your jaw again, forcing you to meet his eyes. They still didn’t show any affection for you, but you’re rather glad about that. If he looked at you with love you might have forgiven him.

“Do you still?” The question made your lips quirk up. How could he ask you this now? Your eyes shifted to the side; you could hardly stand to look at his cold eyes.

“Maybe under different circumstances, I would.” The answer was enough for Jinyoung and he dropped his hand once more. He turns away, but you can’t help but ask him one more question. “Why didn’t you kill me?”

Jinyoung looked back at you, something akin to pity flashing across his stony face, and he stepped closer again, leaning closer. You flinch back but his hands dart out again, holding you still as he presses his lips to yours. Unlike the first kiss you had received from him, your heart didn’t beat in excitement, only in fear and disgust. There was no feeling as if Jinyoung was only trying to see if he would feel any different.

He lets you go after a moment, pulling back with an unreadable expression on his face. “Maybe if I stayed here, I would’ve married you. But I had left and I only knew you as the girl for whom I owed a favor. I suppose it was some sort of wishful thinking. Never will happen again, probably.” Your heart dropped.

If he stayed, this never would’ve happened. He would have been yours. But he’s unrecognizable now. Greedy, evil, you hate him. Jinyoung laughed at the expression on your face. “Don’t look like that, (Y/N). Be glad I kept you alive. And don’t worry about the butcher anymore.”

You didn’t move, almost in a sort of parody from when he first told you he was leaving. You didn’t move until long after he left the room and the sun was rising to its position in the middle of the sky. Only then did you have the courage to move. The bodies were still strewn across the grounds and you couldn’t help but cry for each and every one of them.

Fifteen kids, you remembered the count. Fifteen kids and all of them dead. Fifteen children and their mistress, the workers, all dead. Only you were alive and you didn’t want it. The village was just as quiet, when you had left the gates of the orphanage no one came out.

But when you approached the center, one lone woman came out, eyes burning with hatred and tears. It was the butcher’s sister. “You killed him,” she cried shakily, a finger pointing at you accusingly. “You sent that man to kill him.”

You can barely hear her, your own heartbeat thrumming in your ears. But the words struck you. “He– Jinyoung? He killed–” She nodded angrily once more.

“He came, saying he was doing a favor for you, and shot him point blank. You told him to,” she screeched, and you flinched. She took an angry step towards you, and you took one back.

“I didn’t– No, of course I–” you pleaded, “I didn’t know– He didn’t tell me, I told him nothing.” The sister shrieks, in fury or anguish, you don’t know, and lunges at you. She doesn’t get far when someone else runs out and holds her back. You recognize him too, the son of the village elder. His name escaped you at the moment, and it would only be years later, when you tell the story to your grandchildren, that his name was Jackson.

He sighed, shaking his head at you. “I don’t think you caused this,” he started to say slowly, “but I don’t think the village will believe you. I cannot save you from their wrath. You need to leave now. I can give you time until sundown, but leave.” His face tightened at your expression; you didn’t know what face you’re making.

You didn’t even have time to register when he pulled the sister back inside and left you standing out there in the open. Only then did you realize that while the town yard was empty, eyes were staring at you through the windows and the doors. He was right, they blamed you. Who else, when all the others in the orphanage were dead? Maybe Jinyoung thought he was doing you a favor in some twisted way, but his life wasn’t the one upended, it was yours.

You ran all the way back home in a fit of panic, pulling out the lone suitcase you had and shoving everything you can into it. Maybe if you had paused for a moment, you would have changed your mind because you certainly wanted to die after seeing what you saw. But this wasn’t the way you wanted to go. Maybe you didn’t deserve it, but you wanted to live.

Walking out of the town after spending almost all of your life in it was strange. You didn’t know how to feel about it. On one hand, you were happy you were gone from this hellhole, but on the other, you hated yourself for causing the death of someone. Why would Jinyoung do this? That was the lone question on your mind. Did he cause all this just for the damn notebook?

Your heart ran cold thinking about Jinyoung. What happened to him? Sure, when he still lived at the orphanage was cold-hearted and often just flat-out mean, but he still had some sense of morality. But not he just went on a rampage, killing every child in the orphanage because of what reason? It couldn’t have been spite.

What changed him? You shivered, remembering his cold eyes as they looked at you like you were just another person in his way. And maybe you were. But then, why would he kill the butcher? A favor? In return for keeping care of his notebook?

You shivered again, not up and down your spine, but from the cold. It was November, not quite winter yet but it certainly felt like it. The orphanage was always warm in the winter so you hadn’t the need for coats, but now you regretted it. With only a worn shawl around your shoulders, you were uncomfortable in the bitter wind.

If you died from the cold now, you wouldn’t be opposed. You had been walking for hours; night had settled over the trees and the temperature dropped by the minute. Death seemed like a good option, and maybe it would give you peace of mind about Jinyoung.

You may not be given peace of mind, but your brain did stop thinking about Jinyoung when your ankle rolled and you started falling down the steep hill you had been so carefully walking along the edge of. Sharp rocks bruised and scraped your body as you tumbled down what seems to be everlasting.

Only when you slammed into the side of what seems to be a stone wall did you come to a halt. You could hardly move, aching all over and your eyes fluttered shut. Everything hurt and you just wanted to die. You could hear a lantern jangle but you didn’t even have the energy to call out for who it was. You only feebly curled into yourself and let the pain overcome you and turn everything muddy, and then to black.

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seawitch62 · 2 years

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The Collector

(Just for fun 😀 Word count 161)

Jay Park

Management and staff groan inwardly, he posted what?

'Officially collecting bras all over the world, Jay Park aka Mr Won Soju aka The Bra collector.

#newsuperheroname.'

Repercussions! Time to get out the battle gear!

Fuck!

■

Word spread like wildfire, the fans squealed and giggled, the haters and trolls began their March.

Environmental groups demanded, "Do you donate these bras? Or do you throw them in the trash?!".

Women's rights groups are up in arms, "sexist" "chauvinist".

Other Women's groups support the bra throwing craze sweeping the globe.

"He has sexualized himself therefore women are in their rights to throw their lingerie if they so wish!".

Groups of Mothers were not impressed with their daughters wasting their money in such a way.

"Perv" "creep" these words were tossed around like yesterday's salad.

Protesters swarm AOMG, marching and chanting.

Total chaos ensues.

Jay Park monitors the mayhem.

"What the fuck! Why are they on my case? I'm just the collector".

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daintydoie · 1 year

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right where you left me

pairing: im jaebeom × park jinyoung (got7/jjp)

wc: 10.3k || 4/4 chapters

tags: post-break up, exes, friends to lovers, past relationship(s), flashbacks, fluff and angst

language: english

excerpt from chapter 1

The sun reaches its highest point on this chilly Saturday afternoon. Although there aren’t an overwhelming number of cars today, Jinyoung makes an effort to leave his house earlier than usual. He hasn’t seen his family in around 4 months due to his incredibly busy job, and him and his sisters made a bet on who could get to their parents’ house first. With an overnight bag in the passenger seat and his hands on the steering wheel, Jinyoung drives through the high rise buildings and billboards.

He reaches the main bridge that connects the city to the small towns in the countryside. It’s been a while since he passed this bridge, fewer cars here than he expected. After a couple more minutes, he sees his old hometown.

Although Jinyoung came to visit many times before, his hometown still gives off a timeless feel. The grass green and well kept, the simple rustic style of the houses, the neighbourhood children biking with their friends outside. It seemed like most of it stayed the same, minus the residents perhaps. Jinyoung drives past the other houses, as if he was in his school bus coming back home. He finds a house with a dark brown exterior and parks in front of it. Even though his parents are planning to have it repainted, he’ll miss the old brown wood color of their house. He takes his bag from the passenger seat and exits the car. The path leading to the door has small weeds, and his mother’s outdoor plants still look very much alive. He lifts his hand to ring the doorbell, but he hears someone opening the front door.

“The dishwasher has finally arrived!” His oldest sister, Minyoung, answers the door. Jinyoung looks at her, confused. While leaving his shoes near the doorway, he sees his other sister, Hwayoung, in the middle of eating lunch. “Huh? Since when did both of you get here?” “Half an hour ago.” Hwayoung answers while moving to the side and patting the seat next to her. “You guys left earlier, didn’t you?” He puts his bag down. “We left at noon, you’re just salty that you lost the bet!” Minyoung sticks her tongue at him while walking back to the dining table.

“Jinyoung, my son!” His mother gives him a warm hug and kisses his cheek. “I hope the dishes aren’t too much for you.” “Don’t worry mom, I’ll wash them all.” He side eyes his sisters, snickering while shoving kimchi rice in their mouths. “Jinyoung!” His dad calls him over. “Sit down and eat before Minyoung and Hwayoung finish it all.” Jinyoung hangs his coat and sits next to Hwayoung at the table. His mother hands him a bowl of kimchi stew and puts bulgogi on his plate. He takes a spoonful of the stew, still tastes the same even after so long, like the times he requested his mother to make it while he does his homework.

While he catches up with the rest of his family, they hear the doorbell ring. His mom stands up and goes to answer the door. “Oh, Mrs. Im!” The siblings look to the door. “Oh! I’m sorry, am I interrupting something?” “No, don’t worry!” The rest of the family politely greet Mrs. Im. “Nice to know the kids came to visit. Um, could I ask for some extra ingredients? I’ll pay you back after today.” “Yes, of course! What do you need?” “Just some tofu. My son decided to surprise me with a visit today!”

Jinyoung suddenly stops eating. Jaebeom’s back? Why would he be back?

Minyoung and Hwayoung notice, and they look at their little brother worryingly. Hwayoung gently places her hand on Jinyoung’s shoulder to try and comfort him.

“Jaebeom? Isn’t he supposed to be in America?” “That’s what I thought too! When I saw him at the doorstep, I told him: What are you doing here?!” Mrs. Im laughs at her own story. “Turns out they gave him a week off, and he flew all the way here! He’s staying at some hotel but he dropped by earlier. He’ll come back here again since I’m preparing dinner for him.”

Jinyoung stands up from the table and goes to the fridge to look for tofu. He finds it and gives it to Mrs. Im. “Oh, thank you Jinyoung!” She takes it from him. “Wow! You look so mature! And so do Minyoung and Hwayoung!” She turns to his mother. “You raised such diligent adults.” His mother proudly smiles at her children. “Oh, Jinyoung! Jaebeom is just walking around in this area, do you want me to call him and tell him you’re here too?”

“Oh no, you don’t have to.” Jinyoung hesitates a bit with his answer. “I’ll just find him and surprise him myself.”

They wave Mrs. Im goodbye and return to the table. Minyoung and Hwayoung give each other a look, surprised with Jinyoung’s answer. They say nothing and continue eating, occasionally glancing at their brother.

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a picture’s worth jinyoung/jaebum, NC-17, 54863 words. nyoung god are you some kind of troll? the cat pfp makes more sense now JB I’m not! My friend said I needed more company than my cat and told me to download this app nyoung jesus i promise you that you making friends isn’t what he had in mind JB I’m kind of getting that feeling now, yeah Alternatively: Jinyoung puts his foot so far in his mouth that it may or may not cost him the best looking dick he's ever seen.

#got7 fic rec #behold: a masterpiece #I love the humour in this #sassy wine mom jinyoung is a Mood #awkward cat dad jaebum is a Mood #chaotic bam and gyeom is a Mood #I'm in love

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THE HIGH LORD OF NIGHT COURT; SEO CHANGBIN

PAIRINGS. highfae!changbin x springcourt!reader

WC. 6.7k

SYNOPSIS. When you run away from spring court and cross the lines into night court, changbin immediately recognizes you as his enimies little sister. He lets you stay, saying it's just to make him mad, but in reality it's because his mating bond activated.

WARNINGS. oral (f receiving), multiple sex scenes (two), fingering, mentions of breeding, unprotected sex, mentions of mating (THIS IS NOT A A/BO FIC)

TAGLIST. @kosmoreads @hipsdofangirl @imhyvnjin @lovemepie67 @chvnnie @hgema @candiecans @my-name-is-namename @yourhwngness @midsoulz @jessyrdn @cutielittlepie @intomysoul-555 @cxentrxcks @yurippiefelix @missrobyn81 @stayinthemirohwoo @3retcha @lifeissteph @skzfelixlove @reiheis @chereshnyya @levantea @why-am-i-sad @blankdyean @kunstistliebchen @userbangchan @fairywriter-oracle @elmi-chan @compersian @mal-lunar-28 @n4tiii @ddazed-lhs @felixcharmerera @ch4nniebang @hyunibinnie @fairyyeo @reddesert-healourblues @fxckedupbitch

DISCLAIMER! THIS IS NOT AFFILIATED WITH THE BOOK SERIES BUT IT WILL HAVE REFERENCES TO THE BOOK.

You loved your brother, you did. but god was he controlling sometimes— he controlled everyone in spring court, he was a busy man and you were an adult, so why did he make it his mission to always be in your business.

"Lee know said he caught you trying to sneak back in through the border of the mortal realm." you scoffed, turning to lee know. "snitch." he shrugged.

"＿＿, you think this is a joke— you went there, knowing jaebum was recently murdered, have you learned nothing." you rolled your eyes.

"Please, like i'd let a mortal kill me." he sighed angrily, slamming his hands on the table, making you jump. "jesus chan!"

"Don't act like this is just you coming in late at night, you keep crossing the border, you're powerless- i can thank you for that." you mumbled. "you can thank yourself for that, i told you there are consequences for your actions—you disobeyed me, and i told you what would happen if you did."

"It wasn't that big of a deal."

"Wasn't that big of a deal— you tried to cross the border, you could've died!" you stood up, tired of his yelling. "but i didn't, let it go."

"How about you grow up, you're always claiming you're an adult, then act like one, or the next time you find yourself in a dangerous situation, i'll let you die like the idiot you are." it was silent, no one ever bothered to intervene when you got into these arguments.

"I hate you." you spat, walking away from the table, and making your way to your room, you weren't gonna stay here and take this, you were leaving, for good this time.

Waiting for everyone to fall asleep, you put on your shoes, making your way to the stables where the horses were stored.

"Hello midnight." you patted the horse you used to ride when you were younger. "long time no see, me and you are gonna get out of this wretched place." the animal huffed in response. "you don't have much of a choice."

You climbed on the back of the animal, shushing her when she began to make a lot of noise. "you're gonna wake up the staff hush." you held the strap, keeping her steady, "okay, let's get out of here." you slowly took off— just until you crossed the gate of the castle, then you commanded the horse to go faster, and you watch as the castle became smaller and smaller until it was no longer in sight.

You rode and rode throughout spring court, without a care in the world, you finally felt free from your brother and the spring court castle... well that was until midnight came to a stop.

"Midnight, what the hell?"

The steed nudged her head forward, almost as if it was trying to tell you something. "what is it?" you look forward, finally realizing that you were at the border... the border of night court.

"He'd never think i went into night court, he'd search the mortal realm first." you ushered the horse along, but she resisted. "go midnight." the horse huffed, before continuing on slowly.

You could definitely tell you weren't in the spring-court anymore, everything was covered in weird artwork. "we must be in the hewn city, it's just like they described it." you whispered, trying not alert anyone, walking further through the streets of the hwen city.

The more you walked, the more worked up midnight became. "midnight, calm down why are you act- i know a spring-couet faerie when i see one?" the voice sent shivers down your spine, and apparently midnights too, because before you could even react, midnight stood on her hind legs, sending you flying to the ground, before she took off in the other directions.

"Shit."

"That must've hurt." you could just tell he had ill intentions. "oh? that's a pretty gold necklace." his eyes raked down your body, making you feel uncomfortable. you quickly jumped to your feet as he walked closer to you.

"N-no it's mines." you rubbed your elbow that stung from your fall. his lips curled into a sinister smile. "oh, i didn't ask, give it." he backed you into a wall. "and i'll let you live."

You felt his hand on your waist, pulling you against him. "let me go!" his laugh showed you he didn't really care. "feisty one, maybe i'll keep you, see how long you can put up a fight." he held both your wrist together to keep you from hitting him. "see how long it takes to break you."

You tried to scream, but he just held his free hand over your mouth. "shut the fuck up." his hands were rough on your lips, as his hand reached up to grab your necklace.

"Come on, leave her alone."

A voice spoke from behind. "you can't be serious trying to rob her of a necklace." he was definitely more built then the asshole who was currently pining you to a wall.

"Aw come on, looks like she's having fun though, i'll share her." you locked eyes with the raven haired man, and he could tell you were scared. he walked closer towards you and the asshole, who still hadn't turned around yet, grabbing his shoulder.

"Look i don't normally even ask, if you don't want to share her then get the fuck-" his voice got caught in his throat once he locked eyes with the mystery man. "w-what a-are you doing h-here, in the h-hewn city?"

"My business here doesn't concern you, i told you to let her go." the asshole immediately let you go, trembling in fear. "no go before it's you who is pressed against the wall, but i'll snap your neck." his tone serious, sent the asshole running tail tucked between his thighs.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." you wiped all the dirt from your dress. "tha- don't worry about it." he interjected. "hold up, i know who you are." shit, you were caught. "what's chan's little sister doing here in night-court? you're a long way from home." he smirked, but it wasn't sinister like the previous guy, more so mischievous.

"It doesn't matter." you tried to walk away, but he grabbed your arm, preventing you from doing so. "let me go." you tried to pull away. "i could let you go, let the people here have there way with you, or you could come with me and you can get that elbow checked out, your choice spring-court." you snatched your arm away.

"My name is ＿＿." he quirked up an eyebrow. "and fine, i'll go—only because i don't want to run into that asshole again." he chuckled. "my carriage is over there, let's go." you stopped.

"You're carriage?" he rolled his eyes. "you're the high fae."

"Changbin is fine, now let's go before i change my mind." he led you to the carriage. you climbed up sitting on the opposite side of him, holding your elbow. "not much of a talker are you?"

"You're stranger." you stared out the window.

"But here you are, in my carriage, about to go to my castle." his tilted his head. "just drive please, my elbow is killing me." you snapped.

"Yikes. you are something else, you heard her, let's go."

Not much wasn't said on the way there, but changbin couldn't keep his eyes off of you. he was intrigued, why were you here? you're practically royalty yourself, so why were you alone, in the hewn village of all places, without guards? and where were your powers? you should've been able to easily throw that man off of you.

You eventually arrived at the doors of his castle, stepping out of the carriage, 3 of his servants waited at the door for him, one of them taking his jacket. "let's get that arm checked out, mrs.jung escort her to the left wing, the rest of you get back to work." he spoke with such dominance, everyone scrambled to do whatever they were instructed to do.

"Let's go, the left wing is that way." she walked and you took it as a sign to follow her.

"It's just some blood and bruise, you should be fine, the pain should decrease within a few days, the bleeding in a few hours." the woman stood up. "It's just a little boo boo." changbin stood in the threshold.

"Leave us mrs jung." the woman nodded, before leaving the room quietly, closing the room door. he moved over to the seat in front of you, eyes never leaving yours as he took a seat, crossing his arm, biceps flexing.

"What, why are you looking at me like that?" there we was again with that stupid smirk. "no need to be so uptight, just want to ask you some questions, that's all." he sat back in his seat.

"What?"

"Why are you in here in night-court, alone?" he questioned. "royalty like you just doesn't waltz into night-court without multiple guards surrounding you."

"I ran away." he sat up, intrigued. "ran away? why, and why'd you allow that asshole to pin you down like that—unless you like things like, but that guy should've been lightwork for a fae like you."

"You ask a lot of questions." who was he to ask all these questions, was he gonna tell on you or something. "but since you want to know so bad, i ran away because i wanted to get away from my controlling brother, he doesn't allow me to do what i want, then he yells at me to be an adult."

He shook his head, "and what is it that you wanted to do princess?" that new name sending a chill down your spine, changbin smirking, watching your eyes widen a bit. "c-cross t-the border to the mortal realm." he laughed.

"Why would you want to go to that wretched place?" he noticed your face, deciding not to press for now. "well, what about your abilities, what happened to them?" he changed the subject.

"i got them stripped away." he scoffed. "of course you did." He stood up, walking slowly over to you.

"W-what are you doing?..."

"The sister of my sworn enemy, i could have a alot of fun with this." it never stopped to occur to you that he was a enemy of you're brother. "y-you can't keep me prisoner here." he chuckled, bringing his hand to your cheek. "princess, if i wanted to imprison you, i could." you were about smack his hand away when he grabbed your hand.

"You're powerless, remember."

His laugh was tantalizing, he dropped your hand in your laugh, letting your cheek go. "but, i have a different agenda in mind, you can stay here." he said. you were confused, "stay here?"

He nodded. "sure. why not, first your brother will look in the mortal realm for you, thinking you finally crossed the border, for a few days, he'll be stressed , angry— and for me, that's the enough, then." it was your turn to scoff. "so you're doing this just to piss my brother off?"

"I could let you die out there, and call him to tell him, his cries of agony and mourning of your death would still make me smile for the next following months, either way i win." he looked at you with a 'what's it gonna be' look.

"where will i sleep?" you coughed awkwardly. "i'll get mrs. jung to show you to your room, don't worry, i'll sure it's fit for royalty such as yourself." you rolled your eyes, not noticing his smile as he walked out of the room.

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Mrs. jung escorted you to your room, the decor much more darker than the your normal room back in spring-court. "he requested you have this room, it's one of the best rooms here." you sat down in the bed. "it's nice."

"Seeing as you don't have any clothes, he's taken it upon himself to request the tailor to design a few for you, be warned, they're fit to his liking." you rolled your eyes. "of course he did." she pointed to bed. "you'll find everything you need in there for tonight, it's late you should get ready for bed." she left you alone, closing the door behind her.

why did he make you feel like this.

You decided to take just a quick bath, just to wash the dirt from your fall off your body, stepping out, wrapping the towel around your body when the water grew cold.

You eyed the black night gown sitting on the bed, picking it up to feel the fabric. "pretty isn't it?" you whipped your body around so fast your towel almost fell down, but luckily you grabbed it tightening your grip on it.

"Oh wow, i didn't think we'd move this fast, i don't mind it though." you wanted to smack that smirk right off his face. "i'm kidding, i just wanted to see if you had gotten settled in." he said.

"I did, you can go now." instead he didn't leave, he just inched closer and closer, backing up you didn't realize the chair was behind you, until the back of your legs hit it. "g-go."

The close proximity was killing you, and he was aware of it "g-go."

"go before i- what?" he grabbed your arm. "what are you gonna do?" he whispered, you tried to pull your arm away, but his serious face made you stop immediately.

"Good girl, i just want to check the bandage on your elbow." he lifted your arm, you used the other to hold the towel.

"Why do you keep trying to cross the border to the mortal realm?" he unwrapped the bandage. " there must be a reason why you keep going back?" you shrugged.

"Because i've been told my entire life listen to your brother." "he's older than you, so he's right." "your brother just wants the best, it's so annoying, im my own person you know." he nodded, feeling for you.

"How close have you've gotten?" he questioned. you sighed. "not close, chan is always there to find me." he laughed, you stared blankly at him. "it isn't funny." you went to slap him, but like before he grabbed your hand.

"You'd have to let your towel go to use the other one, i have no problem if you want to be naked princess, but i bet it would be embarrassing for you." his eye's traveled down, smirking.

You looked down, horror evident in your face. how the hell did you forget you were naked? "get out!" he stood up, laughing on his way out. "good night princess." he closed the door.

"Asshole." you let out a yell of frustration, not knowing he was laughing on the other side of the door, he thought you were cute.

Sitting on the bed with a huff, you slipped into the night gown, noticing the little bit of blood poking through the badge, thinking about the minutes before, when changbin had just wrapped it.

"Idiot." you unrolled it, doing it the right way. "you did it wrong." a smile creeping up on your face, he was cute.

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The next morning you woke up pretty late, you weren't in your realm, so you didn't have any duties to do, why not sleep in a little late.

"You're up." mrs. jung stood in the door. "finally, I don't know if that's how they do it in the spring court, but here we get up on time for breakfast." you laughed, embarrassed. "for you, he made the cooks fix you breakfast, it's waiting for you." you nodded.

"Hurry and get dressed." she closed the door. "what a cold lady." you shook your head, deciding not to let it bother you, getting up to get ready for today.

"He has got to be kidding?" you scoffed as the tailor helped put the dress on, the black longsleeve dress, that went to the middle of your thighs, a slit in the side, with a deep plunge.

"Beautiful ain't it." you rolled your eyes at the familiar voice. "I knew you'd look amazing in it." he ordered the tailor to leave.

"Absolutely ravishing."

"A bit short, don't you think?" he shook his head no. "of course not! i personally think it should be shorter, maybe right..." you gasped as his hand touched the side of your thigh, slowly pulling up the fabric of the dress, stopping. "here." he smirked at your flustered face.

"I can see how frustrated you are, you thinking of something naughty princess?" he chuckled, pulling away. "s-shut up." you frowned. "it's okay if you are, i had a naughty thought about you too, i can't tell you though, i want to keep it to myself."

"I didn't ask."

"So mean princess, i get you all these nice clothes, and you treat me like this." he pouted, but your face still stayed stone. "what do you want?"

"I just wanted to see your beautiful face, i'll be out for the day, i'll be back later this evening, you may do whatever you want, but i wouldn't recommended going out to the city, cause you know." you nodded, "we're are you going?"

"Why will you miss me?"

"No, but i'd rather not be left here if you so happen to die." he grabbed his chest jokingly, which looked like it was about to burst from his black button up shirt. "ouch, that hurts princess." he smiled. "I'll be back soon, i promise." you nodded as he walked to the door, turning to face you once again.

"You really do look beautiful." You tried to contain the smile that crept up on your face, but he saw it, he chose to keep quiet though, closing the door, smiling to himself.

"Have you told her?" He turned, facing the woman. "About the mating bond? have you told her that she's your mate?" he sighed. "mrs. jung, i met her yesterday, how do just tell someone something like that, someone of another court, and your enemy's sister at that."

"She knows what it is, she isn't stupid." changbin walked away, her following right behind. "yeah well it hasn't even activated for her yet, so it might not even be her." the woman grabbed him, stopping.

"But it activated for you. you said it as soon as you heard her call out for help, it activated." he shrugged. "i don't know what's going on, besides she has a lot going on right now with her brother, she doesn't need this—so drop it for now, i'll figure it out later. i have to go." and like that, the man was gone.

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And he stayed gone for 2 whole days, leaving you lonely, and you had to admit— not having him around, you definitely felt a little ping in your heart that you couldn't understand why.

Not being able to do anything, you stayed in your room, reading the books mrs. jung bought you, even though she complained the entire time.

Quickly the new day bled into a new night, and you grew quite hungry.

You remember the words mrs. jung told you as she left for the evening 'the staff made deserts for you, if you want one, they're in the kitchen, ring for help if you need it.' you didn't need to ring for help, the kitchen wasn't that far away, sliding your slippers on, making your way to the kitchen.

You were greeting in the kitchen by the smell of different desserts sitting on the table, stomach rumbling with hunger. you picked up a chocolate chip cookie, taking a bite, moaning at sweet treat on your tongue.

"Such a pretty noise." changbin stood in the corridor of the kitchen. "you're back?" you said, mouth full of cookie, biting back a smile in relief. "where were you for two days?" he made is way over to you. "you missed me did you?" he smiled. "no, i was bored, there's nothing to do here."

"You're so cold." he pouted. "i missed you." you rolled your eyes. "i did." his voice a bit more deeper. "i was in agony for 2 days without you." he was getting closer and closer, much like this morning. "c-changbin, s-stop playing around." he was getting frustrated, he wished the mating bond would just activate already.

"I'm not playing around princess."

He knew he wasn't supposed to rush the mating bond, but no one said anything about having any fun— maybe the bond will activate.

He now was standing behind you, caging you in between him and the table. "you're wearing the nightgown i picked out for you." he held the end of the gown, slowly dragging his hand , the dress going up exposing your underwear. "you look so sexy."

"We shouldn't be doing this." you bit back a moan, as he turned you around, face him. "what's stopping us?" he pulled you into a hungry kiss, swallowing the moan in your throat.

"There's no one here." his hands danced across your panty line, "no one to stop us." his hands finding his way into your panties, cupping your heat. "changbin." you moaned, grabbing his shoulder to keep upright.

"You're so wet princess, you tried to resist me, but this whole time you're soaked down here."

He drew circles on your clit, letting you grind down on his hand. "that's it — fuck yourself on my hand." he attacked your neck with kisses. "im gonna add a finger, okay?" you moaned, nodding.

he slowly pushed a finger into your aching hole, you let out a whine as he pulled out, sliding back in. "So fucking tight, gonna let me split you open with my fat cock? hmm, fuck my cock into you." your mind was somewhere else, moaning in agreement.

"Yes! yes, fuck! im about to cum." he smirked, adding another finger, speeding up to get you to cum, so he could finally fuck you. "go a head and cum baby princess."

"Oh my- fuckkk!" you screamed, cumming on his fingers. "that's a good girl, keep cumming." he rode out your high.

He gently picked you up, sitting you on the counter, his clothed cock twitching against your heat. "changbin....i want you." you desperately grounded your hips against him, he bit back a groan, reaching under your dress pulling down your underwear.

"Jesus, you made such a big mess." he toyed with your clit, using his free hand to unbuckle his pants, pulling his cock out precum leaking from his tip. "please." you moaned when he pressed his cock at your entrance, your cunt fluttering just from the action.

"I'm not even in you yet and you're moaning so prettily." He slowly pushed the tip of his cock into you, watching your cunt swallow his cock. "princess you're taking me so well." you moaned, moving your hips, signaling for him to go faster. "please...please go faster."

"You want me to go faster?" he teased, you nodded. "p..please, changbin." he chuckled before picking up his pace. "oh fuck!" you screamed as he slammed into you. "that's it princess, let it all out." he raised his hands to squeeze your boobs, you clenched around him hard. "fuck- you're gonna cum princess again-" you cut him off with a moan. "yes!"

"fuck princess me too." he groaned, kissing you passionately. "cum for me." he whispered in your ear, biting the lobe a bit, sending you into another powerful orgasm. "that's it- fuck!" he pulled out, tugging at his cock, white pouring out of his cock, landing on your stomach.

You breathed heavily, eyes fluttering. "You felt so good princess." he held your exhausted body against his.

"Let's get you to bed okay?" he held you so gently as he carried you to his bedroom, not wanting to let you go, even for a second when he had to clean you up.

"Princess?" he noticed your sleeping body...it hadn't activated yet.

He felt his heart about to burst in sadness, he was so sure it was gonna activate. he heard of male fae going crazy if the mate bond was denied, but not when it hasn't even been activated yet.

Or has it? had you found out without him knowing and rejected it? his head was spinning, he was slowly losing his mind, coming out from his head when he felt your body shifted. "C...changbin." you sighed.

"It's okay, i'm here." he layed beside you, pulled your frame against his. "Please don't reject it." he whispered to himself, not even noticing the tear drops falling from his face.

"Please don't reject me."

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You woke up the next morning back against changbin's buff chest, arm around your waist tightly. "changbin i can barely-" it felt like the wind had been knocked out of you as you turned your body to face him.

It can't be...

"This can't be right." almost as if changbin felt it too, he slowly arouse from his slumber. "what's- this is wrong." you slid your body away from him. "this isn't possible."

Changbin could feel his mind slowly slip into more madness. "please... please listen to me, i know it was weird, but it can't be helped." he tried to grab your hand, but you pulled away.

"You knew already?"

"Since the day i saw you, but yours hadn't activated, well until now."

You were in shock, you didn't know what to feel, he was from a different court, you never heard of something like this before. "my brother won't allow this, and we need his blessing."

"b.but please don't reject it just yet, please i know you feel something too, you wouldn't have let me do what i did yesterday." he was right, you wouldn't just have sex with anybody, you felt something there for him.

"Just please give me a chance, just get dressed okay? i want to show you something." you could see the desperation in his eyes. "please."

"okay."

The staff helped you get ready for the day, a longer dress, similar style to the short one. "you look beautiful." changbin didn't have a flirty remark today, not when he was about to figure out if he was about to be rejected or not.

"thank you." he hesitantly took your hand. "we have to get there by winnowing, is that okay with you?" you nodded, "that's fine." you whispered, nodding he let out a deep shaking sigh, he closed his eyes, concentrating so that you'd get there safely.

Before you could blink, you were standing outside a building, no longer in the hwen city. "what is this?" you looked turned to changbin. "my home." he said, you looked at him with confusion. "what?'

"This is velaris, the house of wind to be exact, my real home." you were even more confused now. "but- please let's just get upstairs, i'll explain everything then."

"we have to fly up, winnowing isn't allowed in, and the only other way is climbing 10,000 stairs." he said, smiling when you chuckled for the first time that day at such a ridiculous thing. "well when chan took away my abilities, he took away all of them." he gently wrapped a protective arm around your waist. "i can fly us both up."

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, holding on tightly as you felt your legs leave the ground. "i won't let you fall, i promise." he whispered into your ear as he made his way up, slow that you wouldn't be too afraid.

"You can open your eyes now." he said once your feet hit solid ground, "see, we're safe." you looked around the new place, it was less extravagant than any castle you lived in, but it wasn't any less beautiful, it was comfortable, something you would love to live in.

"It's beautiful." you said. "but this doesn't explain it, you said this is your home, then what is the hewn city?"

"The hewn city is a dangerous place, but it's still part of night court." he started, "the faeries of hwen city never accepted me as the high-fae, due to me being half illyrian, but the fae of velaris did. so when my dad passed away, he put a spell on velaris, sealing it away from anyone outside of it, letting everyone believe that the hewn city is what night-court really is, and that im the scary evil high fae ." he explained.

"This place is a secret, so please, even if you decide to reject the mating bond, please keep this place a secret, for the faeries safety." he looked at you with soft caring eyes, he wasn't the scary guy everyone thought he was, he got scared to, he cared for people too." you nodded. "i promise." you smiled, grabbing his hand.

"My closest inner circle live here, from the dangers of everything else." he showed you around the house of wind. "meaning?" before you could get a answer, the door flew open.

"Changbin! you're home." A bunch of people crowded into the room, startling you. "it's only been a day, did you finish the secret business that quickly?" a raven haired boy went in for a handshake. "almost." he returned the handshake.

"Your family." everyone turned to you, finally noticing your presence. "yes, my family." he said.

"That's my sister." he pointed to a young girl. "yeonjun and chan but everyone calls him dino, they aren't blood related- hey, blood doesn't matter." the boys interrupted him. "i was gonma say that, if would've let me finish." you smiled.

"And, that's my- his mother." the older woman strided towards you in such a graceful manner. "i knew he wasn't just staying in the hewn city for fun." she smiled, taking your hand into hers, before turning to him.

"You met your mate, and decided to keep her in the hewn city?" everyone was silent again. "i..i didn't want her to reject me, and you guys watch me slowly go insane." he scratched the back of his neck.

"So you accepted?" you swallowed nervously. "well- she's a spring court faerie, her brother is bangchan." changbin quickly spoke up.

There was a collective 'oh'.

"She isn't sure what to do, her brother will never allow this, i wanted to show her this before she makes her decision." you lowered your head in embarrassment.

"I haven't made a decision yet." you finally spoke up. "well do you love my son?" his mother was talking to you again.

"I do feel something for him, my parents died when i was young and my brother has raised me practically all my life, it hasn't been the best, seeing as my predicament, so im not sure what love really is." you told her.

"Well whatever it is im sure you'll figure it out, i can understand where your brother is coming from, his father's parent weren't to happy with me being illyrian, but we didn't let it get in the way of our love, and you shouldn't either." you nodded. "thank you."

"I won't force you to accept my son and marry him just because he's your mate, but please take that into consideration." you could see the sadness in everyones eyes. "i will, i promise."

"You two have a lot to talk about, so we'll leave you be." everyone left the room, leaving you and changbin alone.

He showed you around velaris, the different shops and restaurants, everything, telling you different stories about his family; how he, yeonjun and chan would get in so much trouble, because they would sneak and fly away and eat snacks when they were supposed to be training, or his sister dressing him in her dresses when they were much younger.

"No she didn't!" you giggled as your feet touched the ground of the house of wind once more. "yes, yes she did, whenever she didn't want to play with her dolls, she would dress me up." he said in between laughs.

"Your family is beautiful." you spoke up after a few seconds of silence. "they are, i love them so much." he smiled, his family meant everything to him... you including. "and it's really beautiful here." you walked out on the balcony that over looked velaris.

"This would be our home, you'd be free here." he followed you, caging you in between him and the railing, just like yesterday. "i wouldn't allow you to feel any pain here." he wrapped his arms around your waist. "no worries." he softly kissed your neck. "c-changbin." you moaned soflty, but he shushed you by planting another soft kiss on your neck.

"wouldn't you like that?" kiss "have no worries?" kiss "being my cute little wife, letting me take care of everything?" kiss.

You heart felt like it was gonna burst, you wanted to say yes so bad, nothing was stopping you. "say yes." your head fell on his shoulders as his hands traveled up your dress, squeezing your boobs through the dress.

"don't fight it."

"Changbin, i want you." you wanted him, in everyway possible... you needed him. "i need you so bad."

"Then you have me." he turned you around kissing you, it much softer than last night, but not failing to make your head spin. "let go baby, i got you." he held right below your ass, lifting you up and carrying you to the bed.

"I told you i won't let you fall." he whispered into your ear, leaving a small kiss behind, working his way down your neck. "let's take this off you." he sat you up, unzipping the dress, pulling it over your head, throwing it somewhere. "so pretty, my princess so pretty." he undid your bra, you boobs falling, jiggling at the impact. "so fucking pretty."

He softly pushed you on your back, setting himself in between your legs. "c...changbin, p...please." you mewled impatiently. "i'll give you want princess, be patient." he kissed the inside of your thighs. "you smell amazing, i've been wanting to taste you since the moment i saw you." he pulled your underwear, leaving you fully naked.

He gave your clit a kiss before he spreaded your folds open, licking a stripe up your clit, eating you like a starved man. "fuck changbin!" your hands tangled in his hair, tugging at it everytime he teased the entrance of your cunt. "ple..lease."

changbin was in heaven, you tasted heavenly. "you want more?" the tip of his finger prodding at your entrance, you let out moan, as he slowly slid a finger in, continuing his assault on your pussy, eyes rolling to the back of your head as the knot in your tummy began to tighten.

"C...changbin, im gonna- cum go a head, i want you to cum on my tongue." his lewd words setting you off, grinding down his face as you came. "fuck." you tried to catch your breath. "i knew you taste so sweet." he left you even more breathless.

Changbin stood up to get rid of all his clothes, settling right in between your legs again, his cock standing tall on his abdomen, pink tip leaking. "p..please put it in." you begged so sweetly for him.

He grabbed the base of cock, lining his tip at your puffy cunt, your hips twitched. "look at your pretty cunt all ready for me." he slid right in.

"F...fuck s..so wet, j..just slid right in." he pulled out, pushing into you fully, groaning at the way your pussy tightened around him. "so t...tight, gonna fuck you everyday, until your cunt is used to me." his thrust becoming harsher and needier with every lewd word. "gonna let me stretch you open?"

"yes... yes- fuck!" you couldn't even think with the way he was fucking into. "then say you accept me." he was in the same boat you were, not being able to think, saying anything his brain could muster. "say it!"

"I accept you!" you screamed, it being cut off by his rough kissing. "then cum." he toyed with your clit. "fucking cum for me, my little wife." him calling you his wife set you off and you came with a scream. "g..good fucking girl." his hips stuttered before he pulled out cumming on your abused pussy.

"Oh fuck, i love you." he breathed.

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After accepting the mating bond, you and changbin lived in pure harming for the next few months. getting to know his family and him better; planning the mating ceremony with changbins mother and sister, and getting to see the dynamic between changbin and his friends, only for him to tell you to keep it a secret from everyone because he was supposed to be a "evil cold head fae", which you agreed to with a laugh.

But with the ceremony approaching soon, you knew you couldn't hold it off anymore; you needed to talk to chan, you need his blessing.

"He's gonna say no, i just know, i mean we have never gotten along." you and changbin stood outside of your old castle. "don't work yourself up, what happened to my "cold evil head fae"." he scoffed.

"You try being on this end." you laughed, grabbing his face, kissing his pouted lips. "come on, remember what you said huh? cute little wife." he kissed his teeth.

"Don't use what i say during sex against me." you smiled, grabbing his hand. "come on my big scary husband." you pushed the huge doors to the castle open.

"Mrs. jung!" you called out to the older lady.

"＿＿? is that you?" you heard the lady rush out of the room. "my heavens, it's you!" the woman who helped raise you, pulled in her embrace. "it's been months, we didn't know what happened, we thought you finally got into the mortal realm and something bad happened " she squeezed you.

"I'm fine, although a lot had happened." her eyes traveled to changbin. she was about to say something, when a voice boomed throughout the whole house.

"The hell are you doing here?" chan stomped down the step, heading straight towards changbin, a girl following behind him trying to stop him. "chan wait a minute." you stepped in front of both of them.

"Did you have something to do with this, did you hurt her?" you pushed him back. "stop it ch-" you suddenly taken aback when his arms wrapped tightly around you. "don't do that again, i thought you finally crossed the border to the mortal realm, i thought you died." he was squeezing you like you'd run away again.

"Before you rip my head off, i'm not here to mess with you." changbin spoke up, chan looked at you, and that back to changbin, putting two and two together.

"Absolutely not."

"I already accepted it."

"I don't care, you won't get my blessing." he stared at you. "Then i'll run away again." he huffed. "you know i will." he looked at changbin and then back at you. "you sure he isn't making you do this, compelling you or something." you scoffed.

"You can't compel someone who is so willing to accept you." you heard the growl in chans throat, turning back eyeing changbin. "sorry, i had to."

"Of course you did." you turned back to your brother. "so do we get your blessing?" he kissed his teeth, huffing. "fine." you hugged him. "whatever, i won't show up to your ceremony." he pouted, side eyeing changbin. "good thing i didn't invite you." changbin just had to tease, but you slapped his arm before chan could do anything.

"I see who wears the pants." you jumped in changing the subject. "who's that girl talking to mrs. jung? and why is lee know all over her like that?" your nose scrunched up in disgust.

Chan sighed, shaking his head "long story, now go, you're finally free from this house." he said. "what about my abilities?" you eyed him. "i'll give them back as a ceremony present, now go- lee know get off of her." chan yelled. "bye." he walked away.

"See was that too bad?" he nodded playfully. "yeah, you invited him to the ceremony." you rolled your eyes. "oh how will you ever live?" you teased, he wrapped his arms around your waist. "happily, because now we get to the best part." he kissed your neck. "what is it? the ceremony?" he nodded. "that too, but i was thinking of something else." another kiss.

"mmh, what is it?"

"fucking you full of my children after the ceremony."

©️LUVYENI

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smileysuh · 5 months

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Smiley Suh's Numbered Fic Collection con't

the main masterlist has too many links so this is the elongated version, these are my earliest fics :)

NCT directory

SVT directory

2020 [wc] 152.9

#12: the dragon : lucas ›[wc] 6k [18+] smut; car sex, exhibitionism, etc. ›[au] boxer

#11: whist pt 2 : Taeyong & Lucas ›[wc] 2.7k [18+] smut; 3some, spit roasting, etc. ›[au] yandere & poly [part 1] here

#10: hyungs : hwajoong & san ›[wc] 4.7k [18+] smut; 4some, spitroasting, etc. ›[au] tattooist & poly

#9: fallen : lucas ›[wc] 6k [18+] smut; fingering, praise, oral, etc. ›[au] angel

#8: invidious : Johnny & Jaehyun ›[wc] 4.1k [18+] smut; 3some, spitroasting, oral, etc. ›[au] friends with benefits & idol

#7: a lil flipper : mark tuan ›[wc] 3k [18+] smut; impreg kink, fingering, etc. ›[au] idol & breeding

#6: whist pt 1 : taeyong & lucas ›[wc] 4.5k [18+] smut; 3some, overstim, etc. ›[au] yandere & poly [part 2] here

#5: mine : hongjoong & seonghwa ›[wc] 3.4k [18+] smut; 3some, oral, impreg kink, etc. ›[au] idol & friends with benefits

#4: open season 2 : jaebum & jinyoung & jackson & mark ›[wc] 8.2k [18+] smut; 5some, orgy, anal, etc. ›[au] non idol & poly

#3: open season 1 : jinyoung & jackson & mark ›[wc] 5.3k [18+] smut; 4some, spitroasting, oral, etc. ›[au] non idol & poly

2019 [wc] 12.2k

#2: four days : namjoon & suga ›[wc] 4.8k [18+] smut; 3some, d.p, anal, etc. ›[au] uni & poly

#1: nefarious : taehyung & j.k ›[wc] 7.4k [18+] smut; 3some, d.p, anal, etc. ›[au] yandere & poly

Find the rest of my masterlist here

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witchboyjimin · 4 months

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20 questions for fic writers

stole this from my best friend. if you'd also like to do it, please go for it and tag me in it huhu

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

60! which is. a lot of works but i've been posting since 2015

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

623,307. i hope to hit 1 million words by the end of 2025 >:)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

everything is kookmin these days but once upon a time i wrote other bts pairings and before that i wrote for ikon and got7 (and before that aka before ao3: exo, bap, block b, beast, harry potter, naruto, kingdom hearts....god idk there are a lot of fandoms lol)

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

i like how desperate you seem (in the way you look at me) if i get in, i just might drown i glow pink in the night shine a light through the dark the moon keeps calling out to me, but i only ever hear your name

5. Do you respond to comments?

no, but i did promise myself to respond to comments again in 2024. starting with the ones left on my latest fic.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

uuhhh...probably i might not make it. simply because it's an mcd fic and spoilers! jk is dead throughout the fic and the fics ends like that...

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

lol i think pretty much all of my fics end with a happy ending aka the pairing ends up together, happily in love.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

100%. lot of fandom drama involved with writing exclusively btm!jm. i've gotten anon msgs telling me to "kms", people hoping i get raped, murdered, my body never found etc etc. you name it, i've seen it. all because they hate that i write btm!jm.

i do think fandom has gotten less insane over this very recently but i am also just way less available and have a much smaller social media presence so lack of access to me has probably reduced the hate, too. plus i'm not actively part of fandom these days so people care about me less, which is great!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

it's my favourite thing to write! i do need to get back into it though...also was not aware there are types of smut? i guess the rly nasty kind rjfkndk i like pretty much most kinks/fetishes and think it's fun to explore them.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

i have written three crossover fics! >:) two were bobby (ikon)/jimin and one was jaebum (got7)/jimin.

craziest one was probably oh boy, don't be shy since it's basically bobby finds jimin's dildo and then dp's jimin :D

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

multiple times.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

yes, i used to allow translations but it got to a point where people would ask to translate and then never come back to link their translations. plus, i've had people link me to fics that were translated without my permission.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

yes! two of them :)

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

god, i have so many wips i want to write that it's always like...whatever sticks. my current wip tracker has 30 fic ideas on it. i rly want to write this mafia au but i have 2 supernatural aus i also want to write very badly...

there is also a collab fic i rly want to write with my friend bee, which i hope to finish, but idk if we will. i just rly love writing hurt/comfort jgfkd

16. What are your writing strengths?

i'm very good at writing emotion. it's important to me that the reader feels and understands what my characters are feeling and feels that connection to the fic. i'm also good at writing porn for this reason. i'm also very good at worldbuilding and i will put in the research and care to ensure my worldbuilding makes sense and is as accurate as possible and failing that, as believable as possible. moreover, i am just a dedicated researcher. because i write for a korean boyband, it's important to me that i do the research into korean history, customs, current social etiquette etc. it's actually a huge pet peeve of mine to see people just make stuff up or have the fic be entirely westernised/americanised but the boys are all in korea.

i think i'm also good at consistent characterization and at pacing/flow in my work. these are both rly important to me and i've worked on them a lot over the years. i think this also lends to me being pretty good at plotting a fic out so that it's not long and drawn out or that i'm not taking the time to explore certain aspects i've introduced. balance is important!

i think i'm also pretty versatile. i can write different genres pretty easily (eg. i love writing action sequences and am good at making sure the pacing is rly fast and then slowing down when something romantic or suspenseful happens) and am good at like setting a certain vibe/tone for a fic.

finally, i am dedicated to improving. i don't think fanfic writers necessarily owe this to readers (fic writing being a hobby) but writing is really important to me and so it's important to me that i improve and challenge myself.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

i need to read more! i need to expand my vocabulary and learn how to better write metaphors. my imagery could use work, my dialogue definitely needs work. i want to write my characters with a more unique voice versus everyone kind of sounding the same. i want to make sure each character has their own "quirks" the way real people do.

i need to learn to write better description, too, as i think setting can do a lot for setting the mood/tone for a fic. a lot of my short-comings just come down to me reading too little so i need to read more and i need to dissect my favourite fics and books and pinpoint what i found compelling about them.

i also need to challenge myself to write more plot-heavy fics and to be unafraid to write characters who are unlikable or appear irredeemable. i want to write fic that has one main plot but a million little subplots and i want all of these things to come together coherently. i want my work to explore themes that are important to me!

i don't care so much about grammar but probably, i need to get better at that too haha

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

since i write fic for bangtan who are korean, i don't think it's ever necessary to write dialogue in another language. it comes across as cringey (derogatory) and borders on racist imo

19. First fandom you wrote for?

uh, beyblade? lolololol

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

i think it's my favourite rn because i just finished writing it lol but sorry about the blood in your mouth (i wish it were mine)

i am also very fond of i thought he remembered me; he took me back so tenderly because i love writing space aus! sci-fi is one of my fav genres!

#writing memes #this is just for me lol

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agust-june · 9 months

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Masterlist

Hello welcome to my masterlist. I don't take requests unfortunately but if you have something you'd like to say or want to shoot an idea into my head my imbox is open. I hope you enjoy my fics and please give me feedback if you can!

Minors DNI

Fluff 💗 Smut😈 angst 😭

Series

Decendants of the stars and of the Gods 💗😭

This multi fandom (well kinda?) but it's about after a war between the greek Gods and the zodiac and the constellations went to war. The children of the signs going to the school with the children of the Gods.

Pt1

Pt2

Pt3

Kingdoms that can't be divided 😭💗

This was my first fanfic it's on wattpad I would upload it here but...it's too long and unfortunately I'm lazy to put all the chapters onto here.

Oneshots

-Nct-

Johnny

Keep Her Satisfied for the Weekend 😈

Part 1 Part 2 (coming soon) 😈

Take My Breath 😈

Kiss you back (coming soon) 😭😈

Conflict of interest (coming soon) 😭😈

Let the ( games) flames begin! (Coming soon) 💗

Yuta

If your girl only knew 😈

Creep 😈

-Seventeen-

Joshua

The chair 😈

Three is better than two 😈

S.Coups

I hate you 😈

Three is better than two 😈

-Monsta x-

Wonho

Cyber Sex 😈

It never rains 💗

Kihyun

I'm your baby tonight 😈

-Got7-

Got7

Is Got7 invited to the cook out? 💗

Do they belong to the streets?💗

Valentines day 💗

Invite to the cookout 💗

Jaebum

Teacher's assistant 😈

From time😭

Jinyoung

The boss😈

Erotic city 😈

Youngjae

The boy is mine💗

Yugyeom

Part Time Lover😈

-Dpr Live-

Hong Dabin

Bored😈

-Ateez-

Hongjoong

For the first time (coming soon)💗

Theories

-Got7-

Not by the moon

Songs I think...

Songs I think Haechan can sing

Songs I think DoJaeJung can sing

#Junewrites #Junesmasterlist

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eureka-its-zico · 7 months

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hello! loved the first chapter of the ian and jaebum series, can i know when the next part is going to come?

Osiyo!! Thank you so much!! I really enjoyed writing the first part of that! The second half I currently half written in my docs. I was going to wait until I graduated Uni to start doing multiple fics, but @kiestrokes loves it so much I need to surprise her with something.

#taekurai #answered #Winterfall #I have a lot of new ideas since the ep came out #mr insanity #I do this because i lubs her and she’s been patiently waiting lol

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sweetestofchaos · 2 years

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Bts is leaving to the military……………

( now I’m sad because jaebum will too) 😫😭

Listen to me bestie…

Just enjoy the time that you have left with him/them. I know it’s going to be hard for some people and that’s okay. I feel like everyone is doing so much with their free time and working so hard to make that time away wen they aren’t with us fly by.

Watch mv’s, read fics, drawl…soak up everything with a smile and know that the time will pass in the blink of an eye. It isn’t forever (trust me when I say it goes by fast), so be strong. We are all here for each other and I know personally for myself, I’m not going anywhere. So reach out and talk when you feel alone or just need to vent.

I cried when Taemin and Shownu went in…that really helped prepared me for everyone else. Plus I’m ex military myself, so I completely understand their time being mandatory. It changes you (some for the better and some for the worst), it gives you a new outlook on things and the friendships you make are insane.

I don’t know how it will be for any of the guys, but keep rooting for them and show that endless support. Remember, they’ve had our backs in the darkest of times, so it’s only fair that we support them fully.

On a lighter note, Jay B already cut his hair short, so we know how he’ll look 😂 like a lil kid with that baby face AND it seems that a lot of the idols gain weight, so look out for his bread cheeks!!

I love you and I’m here,

Chaos

#soc answers #soc asks #soc anon #we got this #it’s not long at all #I promise things will be okay #got7 #bts #tw military

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ao3feed-yugbam · 2 years

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HELP ME FIND A FIC PLS!!!!!!!

by JacksonDogBoy

HELP I read a got7 fic a long while back and I can’t find it (´；Д；`) In the fic, Jackson was super rich and so was youngjae. Youngjae was already dating JB who shared an apartment with Jinyoung, they were like brothers in this fic. I forgot how but Jinyoung and Jackson meet and hook up and end up falling for each other blah blah blah. But Jackson is a rich man who’s mother wants him to marry well to a woman obviously but yeah that’s pretty much the premise. And Jinyoung goes to college with mark. And bambam and yugyeom show up later. I really want to reread this fic! If you know what fix this is pls comment and link it to me pls thank you!! I’m so desperate!!!! Thank you fellow ahgases! 💚🐥

Words: 10, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: GOT7

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Park Jinyoung (GOT7), Jackson Wang, Mark Tuan, Kunpimook Bhuwakul | BamBam, Kim Yugyeom, Choi Youngjae, Im Jaebum | JB

Relationships: Park Jinyoung/Jackson Wang, Choi Youngjae/Im Jaebum | JB, Kunpimook Bhuwakul | BamBam/Kim Yugyeom

Additional Tags: Sugar Daddy

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/39349419

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