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Jelly Bracelets Masterlist

They have been popular in waves worldwide and elsewhere since the 1980s. Following a resurgence in popularity in 2003, gel bracelets became the subject of a widespread urban legend linking them to a supposed sex game, explaining their popularity: they were subsequently dubbed "sex bracelets."

Yellow - wearer is willing to hug

Orange - wearer is willing to kiss

Glittery Yellow - indicates kissing and hugging is acceptable

Glittery Purple - willing to French kiss

White - wearer will flash what they have

Purple - wearer is willing to kiss a partner of either sex

Clear - indicates a willingness to do anything the snapper wants

Pink - wearer is willing to give a hickey (18+)

Glittery Clear - wearer will let the snapper "feel up" or touch any body part (18+)

Blue - indicates oral sex performed on a guy (18+)

Glittery Pink - willing to "flash" a body part (18+)

Green - indicates that oral sex can be performed on a girl

Red - wearer is willing to perform a lap dance

Glittery Green - the wearer is willing to "69"

Black - the wearer will have regular "missionary" sex

Glittery Blue - is willing to perform anal sex

Amazing fic !!

Combined Beings

PAIRING: mafia/ceo!bts x chubby!reader

SUMMARY: You are bullied on a constant because korea’s beauty standards do not fit girls on the heavier side. The bullying gets worse once a ceo is attracted to you and he mentions you to the other 6.

WARNING IN THIS PART AND UPCOMING PARTS: cursing, a bit of mature content ( English isn’t my first language so just to warn you all 😭),  deep conversations based on beauty standards, body dysmorphia, mental health issues, harassment/bullying, gore/violence

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A/N: I accidentally deleted my account so thankfully i got the chapters by email (thanks @iamkookiesforyou for helping me figure thta out!)

“Listen, do you want me to punch them?”

Your best friend and co-worker, Ari, spoke from her spot next to you as you two eyed the other workers there. They were all mindlessly staring at their computers or highlighting papers all while they took breaks bringing you down.

You snorted. “No. I don’t want you to get in trouble.”

“It’s just annoying the way they believe they are the most beautiful creatures when their personalities are complete shit,” Ari scoffed out, glancing at you before you two looked away from everyone. You two faced the other way towards the muffins the CEO’s had dropped off early in the morning when no one was there. “Like, I’m all for women power but, fuck that power when it comes to them.”

“Ari,” you chuckled at her words and she shrugged, as if she didn’t say anything wrong. And she didn’t. You just didn’t want her to be the subject of teasing next. “Listen, don’t worry that pretty head of yours. I’m not exactly phased by it.”

“As long as you aren’t,” she looked at you, eyeing the strand of hair you placed behind your ear. “Remember, you are just as beautiful and you are absolutely breathtaking.”

“I’m going to start dating you if you don’t stop.”

“Please, do so,” she winked at you playfully before you two giggled at one another’s words. It was cut short when a voice broke you two out of your bubble.

“Y/n, stop hogging the food, I’m sure you’ve had enough by the way you look,” Ari rolled her eyes when you two turned around to see, Iseul, the woman who will not leave you alone, and Minjun, who bullied you because said woman did so.

“Oh, please, it’s embarrassing that at your age you’re acting so immature,” Ari gave the woman a deadpan stare. “Let’s clear up, too, that your inappropriate work clothes aren’t going to attract the attention of the CEOs.”

“Just leave us alone,” you breathed out, not phased by Iseul’s words. “You clearly are too bored that you’re not minding your own business.”

“You better watch the way you speak to your elders, y/n,” Minjun seethed at you and the way you spoke to Iseul.

“Again, emphasis on the ‘elders’,” Ari smiled sarcastically before grabbing your arm and leading you away. You got stopped, though, when Minjun grabbed your arm rather harshly, his bitten off nails digging into the flesh of your arm.

“You’re nothing here,” he spat out. “This business isn’t for girls that look like you. You and your friend here, if you keep talking to us with such disrespect, I will take this to the CEOs.”

“Act your age,” you glared at him, pulling your arm away from his grip. You and Ari walked away while your dearest friend rubbed the damaged skin. “He really said this business as if we didn’t work on trading products.”

“They probably don’t even realize the stupid words that escape their lips,” Ari shook her head. “But, anyway, with her and his horrible personality, they won’t won’t get anyone.”

“Minjun is so whipped for her,” you pointed out and Ari hummed at your words. “It makes me feel bad when he gets treated badly by her but, when he says stupid stuff like right now, I don’t feel bad. Does that make me a bad person?”

Ari smiled at how kind you were. It was the best and worst trait of yours. You really needed to be the badass woman she saw when you were at the club and a guy tried groping you.

Let’s just say, the guy ended up with a nose that his girlfriend, who attacked you instead, had to pay for.

“I love you so much,” Ari spoke, “but don’t feel bad for a douchebag like him. He put himself in that situation, lovely.”

You hummed in agreement as you sat down by your desk, Ari sitting next to you.

“Are you staying later by the way?” You asked her and she shook her head, sighing in relief.

“Thank goodness I don’t,” she breathed out, placing her hands behind her head. “For the first time, I am going home early.”

“Lucky,” you pouted. “I’m staying late.”

“Poor you.”

She laughed at your pain before you two started on work, working on the things you needed to in order to get out of work quickly.

It wasn’t long before you and your supervisor, Eunji, were the only ones left in the building, both of you giving each other assignments once in a while while bringing one another food or water.

“Y/n!” Eunji spoke loudly from her office room, glancing down at her watch while her bag was over her shoulder and her jacket was placed on her forearm. “Hey, I have to pick up my son from my mother-in-law’s. The documents that you are finishing need to be handed to Mr. Park by 7. His floor is second to last and his assistant is there, tell her about the documents, and she’ll let you hand them to him. I have a folder on my desk and it’s the yellow one. And that’s about it. Can you do that?”

She looked at you and you processed the information before nodding. “Don’t worry. I’ll have them turned in before that.”

She smiled at you. “Thank you so much. I wouldn’t have asked you for this but the documents are important. My son was just feeling fussy so I have to pick him up.”

“Don’t worry, Eunji,” you playfully rolled your eyes at her. “No, go. I’m okay doing this.”

“Call me if you forgot what documents you need to turn in.”

“I will.”

You sighed as soon as she got into the elevator, looking around the building as the sunset came through the windows, alerting you of the time.

You looked down at the documents again after putting music on and pursed your lips before puffing your cheeks.

You really needed to sleep early.

After 20 minutes passed, you glanced at the time. 6:33. You grabbed what you needed before heading towards Eunji’s office, grabbing the yellow document she told you to get on top of her desk.

Walking to the elevator, you moved around in the uncomfortable flats that were starting to hurt your feet since you had been walking around in the beginning of work, being told to do this or that by Iseul. After all, you couldn’t say no since she only got the job because of her persistent mother who donated so much to the company.

You looked up when the elevator made a sound, letting you know it opened. But, you were startled when you saw a man there, jacket on his arm and a black mask on covering the lower half of his face. He looked at you with such piercing, beautiful eyes, staring at you up and down.

You cleared your throat softly, getting in, and glanced at the buttons in front of the man.

“What floor?” The man asked, giving you a look one more time before his hands hovered against the things you were looking at.

“Second to last floor,” you answered, fingers drumming against your arm since you had them crossed over your chest.

“So, you’re going to see Mr. Park?” The man asked and you nodded timidly. He hummed. “Have you ever met him?”

“No,” you shook your head. “This will be my first time. My supervisor is usually the one to drop them off but, she had to leave early so she left these behind for me to hand.”

“You’re overworking, then?” The man questioned next and you pursed your lips before shrugging.

“I guess you could say that,” you replied, sending him a small smile as he continued to look at you here and there. “I don’t mind, though. I like getting my work done even if I have to leave home late and even if I don’t get paid for those hours.”

“What’s your name?” The man hummed once again, putting his jacket on. Once he did so, he placed his hands in his pockets, eyes meeting yours. He arched an eyebrow before sticking out his hand. You glanced between it and his face.

“My name is Y/n,” you answered, shaky hand touching his. Your breath hitched in your throat as his icy hand held yours tightly but soft at the same time. You could tell he smiled by the way it reached his eyes, clearly wanting to tease your reaction. “What’s yours?”

Dramatically, the elevator pinged, and you looked up to see the doors opening.

The man next to you stuck out his arm, letting you go first and you bowed, heading towards the pregnant assistant who was standing up to get a drink. You smiled at her and she did, too, but she focused on the man who came out with you.

“Mr. Park!”

“Hi, Binna,” he bowed and you held in your gasp at who he was. He towered over you, shoulder bumping into yours as he got closer to you, grabbing something from his assistant. He looked at you. “I got it from here, by the way. You should head home, I want you to go eat dinner and be with your family.”

Binna nodded and bowed at your boss. “I will, Mr. Park.”

She turned to grab her stuff and Mr. Park turned, too, the documents handed to him still being held in his grasp. He glanced over his shoulder, tilting his head to the side, instructing you to follow him.

You nodded and did so, bowing goodbye to his assistant, thanking her even if she hadn’t talked to you, but she, nonetheless, did the same.

You walked behind Mr. Park, taking in your surroundings. God, his office was such a spacious place with only his assistant in the front of the elevator, and then having to take another hallway to get to his office.

He opened the door, making you go in first, and he went second, closing it behind him. The heels of his shoes hit the floor as he walked towards his desk, making you gulp.

You breathed in, hoping your awkwardness won’t course through your body and hoping he wouldn’t notice.

“What happened to Eunji?” The man spoke as soon as he sat down. He looked at you and he took off his mask, running a hand over his hair. You tried hiding the way your breath hitched in your throat. He was so beautiful.

You cleared your throat. “She said she had to go pick up her son from her mother in law’s.”

He nodded and looked at you intensely, his gaze burning holes throughout your body. You walked toward him, handing him the documents.

He hummed and grabbed them, his fingertips brushing against the skin of your hand, a surge of goosebumps rising on your arm.

He looked at the documents before fully looking at you, his gaze dropping down your body subtlety that you yourself didn’t even notice since you wanted to get out.

He surprised you, though, once his fingers reached out to grab your arm. His thumb ran itself over the skin where Minjun’s fingers left a bruise, some skin having peeled off, too, but not to the point where you bled.

“Who did this?” He mumbled to you, standing up from his chair to stand in front of you.

You debated whether you should tell him, but you knew he wouldn’t believe you once he tried doing something about Minjun. After all, Minjun was close to Iseul and she had more power than you. You could look like a fool and you’d be fired.

“Um, I did it?” You mentally facepalmed yourself at your tone before closing your eyes and sighing.

He chuckled at your words before glancing at you. He turned around and grabbed a kit nearby, grabbing some things.

“I know it’s not bleeding,” he said, “but I’d rather clean it and put the bandaid on.”

“Oh, you don’t have to, Mr. Park,” you tried to wave him off but he gripped your arm, wiping the skin with an antiseptic wipe.

“I don’t mind, y/n, right?” he looked up at you through his lashes, making you nod. But he arched an eyebrow. “Words.”

“Um, yes, Mr. Park.”

He smiled at your words. “Better.” You looked down at the way he placed a bandaid on your arm and he snorted at the designs. “Hope you like it.”

You looked at it and smiled in amusement, the bandaid having been one of Barbie. You chuckled just like he did, eyeing it before turning to look back at him.

“Thank you,” you bowed your head and he hummed before grabbing another and giving it to you.

“Here, have it,” he said. “I’m pretty sure all of them are Barbie so, enjoy one. If you get hurt and you want a pretty bandaid, come see me.”

“Thank you again, Mr. Park,” you bowed again before walking away.

“Don’t hesitate to come up here if you want to tell me who did that to you,” he spoke up, causing you to freeze in your steps. You opened the door. “I don’t tolerate harassment.”

You nodded. “I’ll tell you. Thank you.”

“Bye, y/n.”

“Bye, Mr. Park.”

“So, he just took care of that for you?” Ari looked at the bandaid in shock, clearly still processing the fact that you had met one of your CEOs. “He even knows how beautiful you are.”

You rolled your eyes. “Shut up.”

“I’m being serious, y/n,” she swatted your arm, looking at you with wide eyes. “If I go up there right now with a scratch, I’m sure he would just ignore me.”

“Not true.”

“Uh, scratch me!” She exclaimed, sticking her arm out. You raised an eyebrow at her, glancing at her and then down at her arm.

“I am not hurting you.”

“You’re gonna hurt me,” she said, furrowing her eyebrows. “I will do anything to prove my point.”

“Oh my god, I’m not gonna even get to scratch you,” you crossed your arms as you stared at your friend, “especially if I’m doing it on purpose.”

“Hmm…”

“Those pants look tight on you,” you two turned to look at Iseul who came forward, a coffee in her hand. Ari smiled at her presence for the first time.

“Hey, Iseul,” Ari started, “did you gain weight?”

Iseul’s head snapped up to look at her and you turned around to grab your coffee, knowing fully well you couldn’t do much to stop your friend. You just stood back and will step in if necessary.

“Excuse me?” The woman asked with attitude seeping through her words. “You shouldn’t be talking to me that way, I will have you fired.”

“I’m just saying,” Ari shrugged. “You’ve been bullying, y/n, for her weight but maybe it’s because you’re projecting.”

Ari tried to hide her smile at coming to feel Iseul grab her arm. She really did take this serious.

“Leave me the fuck alone, Ari.”

Iseul’s fingernails did dig themselves into the girl’s arm, blood coming out of the wound. You sighed and grabbed your friend’s arms as soon as the other woman left.

“You’re bleeding, you idiot,” you breathed out, about to grab a napkin if it weren’t for Ari immediately moving away from your grip.

“I’m going to ask Eunji if she has documents to take up.”

Ari left quickly towards Eunji, ignoring the woman’s concern over her evident wound. Ari came out with documents and sent you a thumbs up, heading towards the elevator. You shook your head and sat on the chair by your desk, watching the elevator stop on the floor you were at yesterday.

It didn’t take less than five minutes for Ari to come down, a grin on her face. You stared at her, unfazed, before your eyes came to set on her arm.

“He didn’t take care of me like he did to you yesterday,” she smiled triumphantly, like as if she did something amazing. Her face then morphed into one of pain when she finally registered her wound. “Fuck, give me a bandaid.”

You already had it out, knowing she was already going to ask for it. She smiled before you two went back to work, doing the assignments due.

A couple minutes ago, Jimin Park sat by his desk, thinking about you.

In fact, he didn’t know why he was thinking about you. He never payed attention to any of the people who worked for him and the others, but why did he help you yesterday?

There was something about you. And it wasn’t the way your pants fit on your figure and the way the blouse looked so pretty on you. You were attractive, but those eyes of yours who looked at him in a way many didn’t look at him.

Every woman he’s come across immediately came onto him. Even people who worked for him. Boundaries were never set and they only saw him as an attractive man who they assumed can win over.

They would sit on his lap like he couldn’t say no. His silence, in their mind, was an invitation. And he hated being seen as an object.

So, when your innocent self came into the room, he noticed. He noticed the way you awkwardly stood and looked around, the way you only handed him documents, and he knew that you were there for innocent matters.

While he was thinking about you, a knock was heard from his door, and he looked down at his papers.

The door opened and he looked up before coming across a woman that pursed her lips, documents in hand. He looked back down, sticking his hand out, and feeling the documents she gave him on the palm of his hand. She stood by his desk, waiting for him to speak.

“Is there anything you need?” He asked, his gaze not leaving his work.

“No, sir. Is there anything you need?”

He glanced to the woman with a deadpan expression and shook his head. “You can go.”

She nodded and bowed, leaving, but he noticed the wound on her arm.

She could put a Band-Aid on her own arm.

Great fic !!

Beautiful Confusion

personal stylist!reader x ot7

(eventually) smut, fluff, slight angst & maybe a bit of comedy here and there

Summary: You travel to Korea to start your new life as a personal stylist, expecting nothing more than to gain some job experience for the future, but seven sulky men make it difficult for you to stay on your lane and follow the rules. Will you stay faithful to your boss, or fall into the charms of another?

Notes: This is my first ever fanfic (I’m nervous as hell about releasing it omg) so please be easy on me, don’t forget to give me feedback if you’d like to !!

Chapter 1 

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

(if the links don’t work, you can easily find them in my profile)

This story is complete.

Hi, does anyone of you know some good multi-chapter fic with OT7 x Reader (or one membre x reader) with the quarantine/lockdown trope due to covid19 or something else ?

Thanks in advance !

Great start, will there be other chapters ?

"𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐞, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞. 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞."

– 𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚 𝐆𝐢𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐧

・゜゜・．🤎📜☕️ 𝐍𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐬: 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏: 𝐀 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭

✒️ 𝟐𝐊 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 | 🤎 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐥!𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐱 𝐀𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫!𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐎𝐂!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐲!𝐎𝐓𝟕 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐎𝐂!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 | 🌙 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 [🧸], 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐫 [🦉], 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 [🥢], 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐀𝐔 [🏛️]

👜 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬.

🕰️ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞!

🍁 𝐈 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐎𝐂𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲! 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐁𝐓𝐒 𝐨𝐫 𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐙!

✏️ 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭!

🐻 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝! 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭, 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐭! ^^

🍷 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤? 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞! | 𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚? 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫! [𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞!]

👻 𝐑𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞- 𝐛𝐮𝐭…𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞~

It was a peaceful morning in Seoul. Birds were chirping happily, and leaves ruffled as a light breeze moved them. Today was a perfect day to sleep in before college classes start. It’s a week before school starts and all types of students will be commuting from home to school.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

That peace didn’t last long as a loud beeping could be heard throughout the whole house. It signified something was backing up.

It sounded like a huge truck!

Lee Chul groaned as she sat up slowly. Her hair was a mess, and she was slightly annoyed. She ran her fingers through her long-tangled hair as she yawned loudly. She turned her head to see if she could peek out through her window. She let out another groan and rubbed her eyes as she got the covers off her body. After planting her feet on the soft carpeted ground, she made her way to the bathroom. She used the toilet, took a shower, brushed her teeth and hair. Once done with her morning routine, she walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped tightly around her body. She looked through her closet to find a nice comfortable outfit. Chul wasn’t very feminine. Her style could be described as loose, baggy, and comfortable, but she had her times where she wore more form fitting and revealing outfits.

Since it was the beginning of Fall, and it was getting chilly, she settled with a loose white knitted sweater with a white shirt underneath. She put on a pair of black leggings with some sneakers to match and was ready to head out the door. Before she left, she went over aloud what she had to do for the day. “Get breakfast, visit Ha-Joon for lunch, go to work, buy dinner and head home.” She mumbled to herself. She grabbed her bookbag, made sure her wallet was inside with enough money for dinner. She slung her bag over her shoulders and grabbed her keys. She made her way down the street and checked her phone for the time. “I have enough time to sit and eat breakfast slowly before I have to go to Ha-Joon’s house” She mumbled again to herself as she smiled softly and placed her phone in her bag. As she walked down the street, the opposite way of her new neighbor’s house, she didn’t notice the huge moving truck and the set of seven boys wearing masks coming in and out carrying heavy boxes. She lived blissfully ignorant of how these boys would flop her whole life just by becoming her new neighbors.

Well…

For now.

Chul made her way to a small café that was about a 5-minute walk from her house. She was a regular at that café coming every morning since she didn’t have time to make herself breakfast or get a snack when she was too lazy to make herself something. She walked into the café and smiled as the warmth of the café hit her. She took her wallet and went to order her usual. The cashier saw her coming and smiled at her already knowing who it was. He had short black hair and a pair of round glasses perched on his nose. Choi San was the cashier’s name, and he was the most caring, softest, and brightest man Chul has met. They slowly became best of friends after meeting about a year ago. After their faithful meeting she came to the café every day and ordered the same thing every day, a flat white coffee with something sweet on the side. As San became closer friends with Chul he noticed the girl’s massive sweet tooth, she could eat a whole plate of pastries if you handed it to her. He also noticed she had a big appetite for most foods. The two could never really meet up outside of the café because of their different schedules but the boy was always happy to hang out with her during his breaks. 

The café was quite empty today so San and Chul could talk for a bit while she waited for her food. “The usual?” The boy asked with a raised eyebrow knowing what was coming next.

“You should already know the answer to that!” The girl grinned letting out a laugh while the boy chuckled and signaled to another man behind him that was working today too.

“So Lee Chul, how are you feeling about classes starting soon?”

“Well Choi San, I’m basically crying and sobbing that the summer is over.” He playfully rolled his eyes at the use of his full name but then instantly started to laugh. 

“I’m excited to see you on campus more often! There’s even the chance we’ll get a class together. We’ll just have to plan it out for next semester.” He said it quite excitedly. Chul rolled her eyes, a small smile on her face.

“San~ I’m starting to think you have a crush on me. How would your dear boyfriend feel about that?” She was happy that she was going to see the ravenette a lot more. Especially since they were a part of the same concentration! Chul giggled and the boy’s face warmed up with a slight blush as he shyly pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He rolled his eyes at her with the smallest smile. 

“I'm excited to be able to hang out with you more though. We barely get to see each other.” She pouted as San started to laugh and shook his head at her. Chul’s food was done and was placed carefully on the counter. The younger took out the amount of money she owed and placed it in his much bigger hand. Before Chul could take her food, San started to climb over the counter ready to take her food to her table. The girl waved her hand in front of her and shook her head frantically.

“No! No! San!” She kept repeating the same words over and over again, but San didn’t stop. He got to the other side of the counter and grabbed her food. He turned to look at her and smiled cutely.

“Lead the way cutie.” He stood there with his shit eating grin as the girl stood there looking at him with disbelief. San laughed at her, the smile on his face never wavering. "Relax! I have a break right now and the shop is empty either way. I don’t have much work to do.” He smiled reassuringly to the smaller girl motioning for them to go sit down. She sighed and then huffed to go sit down. Chul sighed and then huffed, giving into the boy’s antics. He smiled his cute heart shaped smile and cheered. They sat down at the table as Chul placed her bag underneath the table. She took a sip of her coffee as San placed his elbows on the table. His chin was poised on his hands as he looked at her with bright happy eyes. “How has everything been? I haven’t been able to talk to you in a while. I have no clue what’s happening in Lee Chul’s life.” San chirped as he stole a piece of her blueberry muffin. She glared at him as she placed the coffee down but neither the less answered his question.

“Well…” She started as she took a bite of her tainted muffin with a smile, "It’s been quite the ride!” San laughed as he knew where this was going to getting comfortable in this seat while she spoke. Chul told him about her “adventurous” break, which mostly consisted of visiting her brother and playing around with her animations as well as photographing, and the boy nodded his head, chuckling softly at how she thought this was adventurous. Knowing that his friend wasn’t one to go out much nor be online much just made this a tad more entertaining than it should. Once she finished the last sip of her coffee the girl ended her story time.

“That was quite an eventful time you have been having.” He chuckled softly as she let out a small whine.

“You know I don’t go out much! I also don’t have a lot of friends either.”  Snorting and shaking their heads they had a bit more conversation until they started saying their goodbyes. San hugs her saying one last goodbye and watches her until she is out of sight. Chul walked down the way to where her brother’s house was. There was a nice breeze flowing that made Chul’s hair dance along as she walked. She looked at the shops that passed by her and watched people walk in and out of stores with bags in their hands. Glancing over, a store caught her eye.

It was a mini convenience store. It looked small and cute, a little rustic. It seemed like a hole in the wall place that not many people knew of, and she smiled. ‘Maybe I should get some snacks.’ The brunette thought as she crossed the street to the store wishing to herself that she had brought her camera. She walked in and was greeted by an older woman. Giving her a smile and a small bow as a greeting to the older. Looking through the many different aisles she hummed looking at things her brother and nephew might like. Once she decided on what snacks to get, she walked up to the small line in front of the cashier that had formed while she looked for her items. As she was waiting, she noticed a man with a hood and mask walking into the store. He seemed a little suspicious along with intimidating with his height, but Chul didn’t pay much attention to him. The line moved slightly to where there were only two people in front of her and that’s when the man with the hood stopped behind her. He had a lot of junk food in his hands from what she could see from the corner of her eye. She got a little tense but tried not to think about it so much. ‘He’s just here to buy stuff just like you, stop being so paranoid you idiot!’ She scolded herself furrowing her brows not noticing the small confused look the man was giving her.

The line moved up and so did Chul, but as she moved forward one of the bags in her arms fell without her noticing. The man behind did notice though, he bent down, struggling a bit as he did so, and picked up the bag for her. He shifted the majority of the bags onto his other arm and proceeded to tap on her shoulder lightly. When he pulled his hand away, he pulled down his mask so he could talk better. “You dropped this miss.” The girl stiffened a bit in response as she turned around and looked at the man. As she saw that his mask was down, she was shocked by what presented itself before her. The male was young and had chestnut brown eyes and a smile that almost made him look like a bunny. She had also noticed how softly he spoke. ‘He’s so cute!’ She thought as her face slightly heated up. She was going to reach for the bag and utter out a thank you until the boy blurted out the next couple words. “You’re really pretty!” This caused her to instantly heat up with the compliment.

The boy noticed what he said and instantly started to blush and stutter out an apology. “I-I’m so sorry!” He squeaked out and Chul couldn’t help but chuckle a little at his reaction which caused him to blush even more fiercely.

“It’s okay. You’re cute so I’ll let it slide.~” She said with a small smile that stopped the man’s heart. “Thank you by the way, I’m Lee Chul.” “I’m Jeon Jungkook.” He gave her another bunny smile, a red blush dusting the tips of his ears and cheeks.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 🍂✏️ @honey-andmilktea - 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞, 𝐞𝐭𝐜.

: ̗̀➛ 🤎🪵🪶 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧: 𝟎𝟕.𝟏𝟓.𝟐𝟑

: ̗̀➛ 🤎🪵🪶 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧: 𝟎𝟕.𝟑𝟏.𝟐𝟐

: ̗̀➛ 🤎🪵🪶 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞: @armysantiny , @monsterhigh-cb, @faywithlove, @moonprismo

I really love this fic, will there be more chapters ?

7 Hybrids Moved In With Me Masterlist

Pairing: Hybrid!Poly!BTS x Reader

Word count: 30.5k

Read time: 3hr 04m

Warnings: Slight Swearing, Homelessness, Mentions of Violence, Blood, Fluff, Reader is described as being ‘smaller’ and ‘shorter’ than the boys, but I try not to limit anything with I describe them.

Status: Ongoing

Description:

When the dog hybrid who visits her bakery starts taking extra food Y/N follows it through the alleys to find out why, but what happens when she stumbles upon an empty alley only to find 6 more hybrids and some very familiar pastries?

Chapters: 

Teaser (0)

Bake, Eat, Run (1)

Trespassing (2)

Bunny Boy (3)

Nurse Y/n (4)

Roommates? (5)

Living Arrangements (6)

Water Fountain in the Kitchen! (7)

Arriving shortly…

*This story is also posted on my Wattpad*

 ⚠!This is a work of fiction so please to don’t apply anything seen and shown in the book to real life people or situations!⚠

 P.S.

I love receiving feedback and seeing people make up their own theories and ideas about my work so please feel free to do that and ask me any questions you like about the work! This is also my first long term/full length project and the first writing project in a few years. 😊