Exes And Superher-os

Exes and Superher-o’s

Author: @kpopfanfictrash​ , as part of the Similarly Sequestered game with @underthejoon​​ , @taehyungforreal​​ , @stutterfly​​ and @fortunexkookie​​ 

Creative Contributor: @baebae-goodnight​ for this moodboard which perfectly encapsulates everything about the fic she’s a genius 

Pairing: Seokjin / Reader (female)

Genre: Superheroes / Exes

DIALOGUE PROMPT: “The FBI doesn’t care about your porn preferences.”

Word Count: 25,780

Rating/Warnings: 18+ for sexual content. Oral (female receiving), dirty talk, fingering, big dick, slight body worship. Some angst, addressing of past relationship. 

Summary:  As a well-known superhero, you’re not unaccustomed to the everyday stresses of life. Whether you’re off fighting supervillains, navigating the city subway at night, or convincing your handler you’re not about to have a nervous breakdown, you know you’re well-equipped for whatever life throws your way. Unless said obstacle is your annoying ex-boyfriend, who also happens to be the most famous superhero of all time and a constant thorn in your side. Oh, and now he’s your new partner.       

AUTHOR’S NOTE: This fic ended up being a two-shot (I am hopeless, I know). This is part one! Part 2 can be found here.

[ CROSS-POSTED TO WATTPAD HERE ]

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Basically Undercover. jjk | masterlist

summary: Investigate the development of a potentially lethal chemical, befriend the scientist, and get ahold of it. Fast. The mission is high-stakes and high-pressure, so to reduce any future risks, The Agency has ordered you to work with another unidentified spy. To pose as his wife. His lover. Bad idea, because you always work alone.

genre: fluff, angst, smut, spies!au, fake marriage!au, enemies(ish) to lovers

rating: 18+ sexual content.

warnings: violence/fighting (nothing too explicit), guns, knives, mentions of blood, drugs, irrelevant character deaths + chapter specific warnings!

wc/status: tba / ongoing <3

a/n ✑  hello! updates for this series is not set in stone, but i’ll let you know when the next chapter will be posted! thank u for showing interest, and i’d love it if you could spread this mlist around ;)

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until the last star falls

— summary: it was a love you knew would never make it out alive without sacrificing a part of your happiness to receive a greater happiness. but for them, you’d go to any extreme to have them again, and for you, they will always remind you each day that you are theirs and that nothing can tear you apart, not even until the last star falls.

— pairing: underworld lords!bts x shield!reader

— genre: fluff, angst / reincarnation!au / poly!au / gods!au

— word count: 44.4k

— warnings: minor character death, car accidents, mentions of harassment, reincarnation, unrequited love, implied love making

— prompt: “in lifetimes before or after, you are my first and last love/s”

➵ epilogue

The flames ignite the land of the Underworld, crackling and illuminating the battle scene where a lone warrior stands at an arena filled with the creatures of the dead.

Yet the warrior does not falter, sword in hand, not even a battle cry leaving its lips.

The animals do not go to the warrior one by one, it runs in a frenzy in a crowd at all sides, never taking a moment of hesitation. That was never a word in their dictionary, they were animals after all.

Yet at the same time, hesitation was also not a word the warrior knew.

The armor he wears causes a bit of discomfort, they can tell, as if it is a little too heavy, yet he shows no mercy as the sword cuts through each creature that comes his way. He isn’t just a fighter, he’s a dancer. His body swerves and dodges effortlessly, blade lashing through the air with the same dance. It is the first warrior they’ve seen who made no noise.

A silent killer.

The last creature dies with a harsh piercing of his sword puncturing right into its heart. He stands up, forcing his sword out of its body with blood dripping to its tip but the warrior pays no mind.

They watch him steadily, waiting until the moment the brave warrior final takes off the mask around his head and their eyes widen.

It isn’t a man. It’s a woman.

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My Feet to Follow, and My Heart to Hold || KNJ || Masterpost

(banner by @/itaeewon)

Title: My Feet to Follow, and My Heart to Hold

Rating: NSWF - minors dni

Genre: college!au, roomie!au, angst, s2l, slow burn, eventual smut

Pairings: KNJ x female reader, unrequited KTH x reader (reader is in love with best friend!tae)

Summary: You know a lot about the many types of love thanks to Kim Taehyung. You love him as the only person you see as “family”, you love him as your very best friend, and you love him as the beautiful, funny man he’s become. But when a twist of fate during your senior year has you rooming with his good friend Kim Namjoon, you just might find that you have plenty left to learn about love. 

Lesson One: there are such things as a right way and a wrong way to love and to be loved.  Warnings: pov changes - some scenes are namjoon’s pov, conversations revolving around the past loss of immediate family members, language, drinking, angst, a LOT of poetry sorry, eventual smut - sections will have individual warnings

Author's Note: huge thank you to @/kookstempo, @/casuallyimagining, and @/toikiii for beta-ing and listening to me talk about this series a LOT!!! Second thank you to @/jeonqkooks for the gorgeous banner and ALSO for listening to me talk about this way too much lolllll

Series Teaser:

Namjoon peers at you through eyes squinted in suspicion. “How drunk are you?”

You consider this. “Enough that I want to kiss you again, to hell with the consequences. Not too drunk to remember that there would be consequences.”

The playfulness leaves his face; it’s too obvious not to notice. “Consequences like what?”

It’s a challenge. He knows you know it.

“Namjoon,” you say, a little pleading. Don’t. 

“Consequences like Taehyung would see?” he presses. His voice has gone hard.

I. Your Wild-Running Heart | 7k

II. My Devotion's Been an Ocean | 7k

III. So I Speak Your Name | 7.5k

IV. Something Has to Change | 7.5k

V. Say What You Mean | 6k

VI. Don't Think About Him | 6k

VII. Supposed to Be With You | 6k

VIII. Nothing Grows Here | 5.5k

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IX. Heedless and Willful | 7.5k

“What does this mean for us?” Taehyung asks. His voice breaks on ‘us’. “What are we now?”

Coming Friday, March 10th!

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X. So I Follow | 7.7k

XI. Something You Have to Build | 5k

Extras:

-> The apartment's layout

-> Section II Poetry Analysis

-> Section III Poetry Analysis

-> Section IV Poetry Analysis

-> Section VI Poetry Analysis

sex education

pairing: jungkook x virgin!reader

summary: “You want me to… what?” Jungkook chokes on his croissant, and how could he fucking not, with you looking at him with those pleading eyes, asking for something that he knows would get him into jail. Well, maybe not like actual jail. But definitely the Bro Code Jail. The jail where only bros who broke the Bro code went to.

wordcount: 12k+

genre: fluff - smut/college!au/brother’s best friend!au

rated: m (duh)

warnings: alcohol consumption, weed,  cursing, handjobs, fingering, oral sex(f/m recieving), spitting (the good stuff y’know), slight breath play, unprotected sex (f is on birth control tho) and thats it i think i don’t even remember what else there is to it, based on my own experiences with sex lmaoo also demasiada redundancia, but my brain is is dry af so sorry

read sex education 2.0 here!

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Once a Killer | 11

prologue • part one • part two • part three • part four • part five • part six • part seven • part eight • part nine • part ten • part eleven • (…) [links will be added later]

When you left your hometown, you left behind everything you knew and you never looked back. Now, years later, you’re living life on your own terms. But when your past comes back to haunt you, you find yourself at a crossroads once more. There’s just one thing you know for sure – you will not run away anymore. No matter how hard it gets.

≽ pairing: taehyung x reader ≽ genre: mafia/cop au, angst, hints of fluff ≽ warnings: swearing, alcohol consumption, mentions/descriptions of death ≽ word count: 4.4k

a/n: hi friends, I’m back with a new part!!! I hope y’all are doing well :) I realise it’s been Quite A While – it’s mostly because I’ve been kinda stuck on the ending, but I’ve finally decided to (mostly) keep it as I originally wrote it and upload the final few parts!! I hope you enjoy them despite the long break; either way, thank you for sticking with me, it means a lot💕

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You flex your fingers, clenching them into a fist and relaxing. Your knuckles are aching– it feels like your skin is on fire underneath the fraying white bandages wrapped around your hand. You let out a breath, trying to shake off the pain and jumping back into position even though the ache doesn’t fade.

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