A Lack Of Color Part 1.

a lack of color — part 1.

pairing—park jimin x reader   genre— anti-soulmates au, friends to lovers, angst, fluff, smut word count— 7k+ about — 

Slowly but surely, you were starting to warm up to the idea of forever seeing in black and white as long as Jimin was by your side.

i burned so long so quiet you must have wondered 

if i loved you back. i did, i did, i do.

—annelyse gelman, from “the pillowcase”

Since the moment you were born, your world had been greyscale. The food you ate, the clothes you wore, the sky, the sea, and everything else that your eyes could see was white and black and all the shades in between the two.  It was completely normal.

The gift of seeing colors will only be gained when a person lock eyes with their other half. Their soulmate.

Growing up, you hear mentions of these mysterious colors; from your father getting your mother her favorite orange tulips, your older cousin buying you pink popsicles in the summer because she says they taste the best, and all the songs about feeling so, so blue.

It’s unfathomable to imagine what colors even look like when all you’ve ever known was black and white. But you were curious as to why a certain color of tulips is more beautiful than the others, why some colors can make things taste better, and why they can make people feel certain emotions.

It made you all the more excited for the day you’ll finally be able to see them.

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Roomie Code

‘The Assortment’ Collab Masterlist

Genre: fluff, smut and humour — roommates!au

Word Count: 17.044

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Jungkook is an awkward human who doesn’t know how to act around women, but at least he’s a connoisseur of all things vanilla. Meanwhile the reader forgets how to have sex, but it’s okay, Jungkook’s got it covered.

Summary: When you first decided to move into a house full of guys, you figured it wouldn’t nearly be as bad as people made it out to be. Little did you know, living between your best friend, your crush and a mysterious recluse would only turn into disaster upon finding yourself caught in the middle of a brutal love triangle.

Author’s Note: It’s not really a full triangle, maybe a very nicely shaped ‘V’, but we’re just gonna go with it. Either way, still tragic. Enjoy!

When it comes to living with in the same house as three other people, there has to be rules. Rules, that no matter how minor or insignificant, shall not be broken. And considering you are rooming with three men, none of which happen to be ideal housemates, these rules must be set in stone and obeyed by all. The rules are as follows:

Keep your spaces clean and do your part to maintain the integrity of the household.

DO NOT go into each other’s personal spaces without permission. You will get caught.

If you’re going to have sex in the house, keep quiet. No one wants to hear that shit.

Whatever happens in this house, stays in this house.

And finally, the most important rule…    

No relationships between roommates.

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Deadly Intentions

What do you think happens when a supernatural being’s intentions are anything but pure? Do you scream out for help, or give in to your deepest desires?

Continue reading for 7 different stories about a Reaper, a Warlock, a Demon, a Vampire, a Ghost, a Hellhound, and a Zombie. 

A collaborative series of Halloween themed one-shots written by @btssmutgalore @prolixitae @lamourche @underthejoon @kpopfanfictrash @floralseokjin & @taetaetrashhh. 

Also a big thank you to @kleinpykon! for creating this beautiful header!

The Angel of Death

Synopsis: Working at a graveyard is a peaceful job until you meet a man who calls himself the Angel of Death and your life turns around.

Written by: @btssmutgalore

Posting: October 25th

The Taste of Black Magic

Synopsis: After losing their son to the Sinful, the Kim’s are in desperate need of someone of your expertise. Someone who can bring their son back from the darkness that has taken over his body. The only problem? He doesn’t want to come back. Or is that just the black magic talking?

Written by: @taetaetrashhh

Posting: October 26th

Something in the Walls 

Synopsis: It starts with a few bumps in the night you can pass off as faulty plumbing, but those whispers you begin to hear are a different story. Perhaps this secluded cabin isn’t nearly as secluded as you’d once thought. Perhaps the entity within its walls isn’t quite as friendly as it seems either.

Written by: @prolixitae

Posting: October 27th

Better Angels

Synopsis: Everyone in this city seems hellbent on getting drunk on this Halloween night. You just want to get home, but it isn’t like you to ignore someone who needs help. You just hope he’s worth the trouble.

Written by: @lamourche

Posting: October 28th

Visions of You 

Synopsis: You are not alone – of that, you are absolutely sure. When you sleep, you dream of a man whose face you don’t recognize. And yet, he feels oddly familiar. And even when you wake, his presence looms. Strange things are happening right here in your home and rather than run, you lean into them. Because it must mean something – the dreams, these happenings. But what? And who is he? What does he want with you?

Written by: @underthejoon

Posting: October 29th

Darkmist 

Synopsis: Y/N has always known she was different. A ward, in a city where all know their name. A girl, apprenticed to a blacksmith. And a shadowsinger; one who controls the night and sees all within. Even those who would prefer not to be seen.

Written by: @kpopfanfictrash

Posting: October 30th

Club Zombie 

Synopsis: In a world overrun by zombies, you’d think everyone was a goner, but the reality is much different. A steady diet of brains lets a zombie exist as a fully functioning human. Just ignore the part where they’re technically dead… In fact, these days, the amount of zombies outweigh the humans. A lot jump at the chance to be turned. Beg for it. Kim Seokjin controls the underground of Seoul. No one would dare cross him. That’s how most of the world goes these days. You wouldn’t want to get on the wrong side of a zombie now, would you? However, you don’t quite see it like that. Spending most nights dancing at the club he owns, you catch his eye. It’s never the wrong side if you’re underneath him, right…? 

Written by: @floralseokjin

Posting: October 31st

Bubbles & Cuddles

Description: You show Jungkook how much you love him

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 923

Genre/Warnings: established relationship, fluff, soft soft fluffy fluff, nudity, like one cuss word.

a/n: This is the softest thing I’ve ever written I literally teared up while I was writing this because it made me feel so fucking lonely lmao # single # foreveralone. Anyway, enjoy! This is unedited like always bc I’m a slut.

Jungkook was a passionate lover and just like with everything he does, he puts his entire heart and soul into your relationship but even then, he’s bound to have his off days. Today was one of those days, your boyfriend had come home from his part time job in a horrible mood citing one particularly shitty costumer who screamed at him over a simple mix-up of his order. Waiting tables was already grueling work, especially at the busy upscale steak house Jungkook worked at, but to have a customer scream at him in front of the other guests and staff? The poor boy was almost in tears when he stumbled into your waiting arms, and that’s when you decided that today you would wait on the lovely boy hand and foot.

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Tape III: Starlight Tryst [M] | 2/2

➛pairing: namjoon x reader x yoongi ; hoseok x reader ➛genre: superpower!au, superhero!au, supervillain!au, smut ➛words: 12.3k+ ➛rating: nsfw ➛warnings: explicit sexual content; mutual masturbation, fingering, blowjobs, slight exhibitionist themes, dirty talk, fingering, anal, double penetration, a couple of spanks, clothed sex, threesome ➛notes: for my beloved @gimmesumsuga as the second part of her very belated birthday gift!!! I’m sorry it took so long and I hope you like it !!!

You attended the gala, anticipating a boring night, only to find out that it would prove to be much more interesting than you thought. After a night of living out recent fantasies, you never expected it to end the way it did. You should have known better than fall into such a false sense of security.

↼posted; 02.07.2018

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

In the days that followed your little tryst on the top floor of the Starlight City Superhero League building, you would describe yourself as… sore. Very sore. You had no idea how JK had lived this long or how they still managed to fight and bicker when Jin gave such good—… anyway. You were sore, physically, yes, but you were also thriving. You always seemed to live out your best days when your libido had been taken care of—maybe it was a psychological thing, because your needs were being met. Either way, you were sore but had enough energy that it didn’t bother you all that much when you jumped around on patrol.

Which, incidentally, was where you found yourself now. It had been two days since you’d met with Jin and JK, and you were enjoying a final evening of freedom before the Annual Superhero Alliance Gala the next day. You were kind of looking forward to it, but the gala had historically proven to be really dry and boring, especially in recent years, which was why BB and Gyeom tended to act out so much. But now they couldn’t even do that, or RM was going to cuff them to a pole, and not in a kinky way. You wanted to have fun, but you understood why he did that; it wouldn’t just be superheros from your region at the gala, but from every region, and some of them tended to be a lot snootier than one might think for a ragtag bunch of superheroes. You were pretty sure it had to do with the fact that the cities they were assigned tended to be more posh and high-end, so they too adopted a fitting holier-than-thou attitude. Your blood began to boil slightly as you remembered that a certain dumb superhero was going to be there tomorrow. You’d managed to hold yourself back last year, for RM’s sake if nothing else, but this year you weren’t going to be in such a forgiving mood— if she wanted to talk smack again this year, then she was going to get hit, simple as that. You didn’t make the rules.

The city was quiet tonight, something you’d be suspicious about if Tempest wasn’t still absent and the other two villains hadn’t quietened down since your little rendezvous. As it happens, Tempest was still gone, and the other two had decided to cool their activities a little, and you were enjoying the peace and quiet. Well, had been enjoying it. As it usually did whenever your thoughts turned to Tempest lately, your mood soured slightly. That fucker still hadn’t contacted you. A part of you was genuinely worried, and the other part… felt slighted. You really didn’t like that he had you feeling this way, annoyed because he hadn’t texted you. You shouldn’t have cared! But for whatever reason, you did, and the distinct lack of contact had you pissed. You ignored the real reason you knew you were mad about, and decided to blame it on the fact that he’d more or less promised he would and then hadn’t. Right, you felt a little less pathetic if you pretended you were mad because he’d gone back on his word.

You kicked a can that someone had left discarded in the gutter, watching it tumble across the pavement desolately before you felt guilty and ran to pick it up, tossing it into the nearest bin. You were on the outskirts of the city, and as one would expect there was a fair bit more litter. You didn’t want to think of what it would look like for a superhero to be walking around picking up litter at around 9 o’clock at night on the outskirts of town, but you couldn’t help it. Skewed as it may be in some ways, your moral compass was still very much working. If you saw rubbish, you were painfully inclined to pick it up. You wished your moral compass could be so straightforward all the time, especially regarding villains. If you saw a villain, were you painfully inclined to arrest them? Historically, apparently not.

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SALUD! (m)

× genre and warnings :: ninja!yoongi + ninja!reader, naruto au (oh yes she did), enemies to lovers au, mild descriptions of violence, blood, mentions of death, minor character death, there are no synonyms for ninja or chakra so if you see them often just bear with me ok, explicit smut

× notes :: i have never been seriously nervous about posting a fic before but there’s a first time for everything, right? this is a naruto au but i tried to make it vague enough so that you don’t need to know the show to follow along. tho if you haven’t seen naruto you should change that asap. shoutout to sarah for this banner and listening to me rant about this plot even tho she hates sasuke.

× side notes :: i also just reached a huge milestone thanks for sticking with me for the past year y’all are cute or whatever. and happy late birthday to my baby, moongi, i love you, you funky little producer. 

× word count :: 14.5k

× précis :: lord knows it takes hella patience when your name is a verb and these comments absurd, and they swear they know you better than you know yourself, cheers to me and you // or the one in which yoongi breaks the curse of hatred

× salud (n.) :: spanish word meaning good health; bless you; cheers

Yoongi pants with his back resting against the peeling bark of a tree to keep his body upright. He tries not to focus on the gash along his right arm, or the currents flowing through his hands, and, instead, attempts to catch his breath and lets his eyes fade to black. He hasn’t the strength to lift his own hand to wipe away the sweat on his forehead, but when Seokjin asks him if he’s okay, he says yes anyway.

You to roll your eyes. “You know, it might actually kill you if you refuse to admit you’re in pain.”

At that, he screws his eyes shut and exhales deeply. There were few things he hated more than being injured. Most notably, being scolded by you.

Actually, it was just you in general.

“I’m fine,” he says when he reopens his eyes and sees you pulling bandages out of your backpack, “Just give me a few minutes to catch my breath.”

Hoseok lets out a sigh of exasperation and falls into a squat position between the two of you. “Yoon, your arm might as well be cut in two and your hand is still twitching. The faster you let her heal you, the faster this is all over.”

The blonde tries his best to convince him, but Yoongi only replies in short huffs. “I said I’m fine. I don’t need—ow! What the fuck was that for?” he grunts, with no second thoughts of accusing you of flicking his head.

“It wasn’t me, dipshit,” you bite.

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