In Abstance Of My (second) Favorite Reader - A Thread Of Fast Food Worker Reader And The Haunted Establishment

In abstance of my (second) favorite reader - A thread of fast food worker reader and the haunted establishment that has attached itself to them.

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[A customer walks up to the counter after seeing Reader in the close ballpit face down]

Customer: Um, excuse me- don't you think it's inappropriate for a grown adult to be ballpit like that

Your coworker: Ma'am- please. It's site policy that they have to lay in the ballpit each day for at least twenty minutes so we don't have another missing person's incident.

You, getting a full body massage by the dozens of hands in the pit: This is the only reason I keep this job.

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A coworker with a crush tries to console you after you get harrassed by a customer: Don't worry, Y/n- I'll protect you!

You: Let's hope you're not like the last one and fall victim to the Weeper

Coworker: the what-

[A hooded figure bangs on the restaurant doors]: Please... Let me in. It hurts so much. I just want to see my spouse again. It's been so long..

Coworker: Oh no, I'll let you in-

You: I didn't leave you, asshole! You keep leaving deer kidney's on the tables when I let you in!

The figure: ...you don't eat enough during your lunch break

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[The restaurant's mascot walks out of the breakroom and hands you and other coworkers something before walking off]

Coworker: He... gave me a burger? That's nice of him... I guess.

You: Don't eat that. Whenever he hands those out the person in question goes missing.

Coworker: Then what does what he gave you mean?

You, holding a bouquet of roses: I don't wanna talk about it

Bumped into a tall, handsome, old man 😳🫣

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baby, you can drive my car |(mechanic!yoongi)

→ pairing: min yoongi x reader 

→ genre: mechanic!au, spoiltbrat!y/n (++ inexperienced y/n as hiGHLy requested hehe), 6 greasy bois, a taste of richboy!jin, a vintage mercedes benz named beeper, usual dose of crackheadiness, touch of angst, sprinkle of fluff, and bts (big time smut) ((i love recycling this joke don’t come for me)) (((thigh-riding)))

→ trigger warning: there is a brief mention of blood so tread lightly if you feel queaSy about that! 

→ wordcount: 24.6k magic in the air 

→ summary: welcome to min mechanics - what can i do for you today, doll?

→ note: ooh BOY this took me a while! i’m sorry it took me so long to publish this but i hope this bad boy (i’m talking about the fic itself anD mechanic!yoongi) makes up for it! mechanic!yoongi has been in the works for a while… thank you to every single one of you who contributed each of your own lil ideas and helped to create the chArming tattoo-sleeve man we all fuLLY fell in love with. seriously y’all i could not have done this without you!! i ain’t gon lie i was going to post this on the day of the comeback but i think i needed a day to just.,.,, SCREAM and listen to the album.,.,,.  (and also i was still editing it yikes) ((and also what do u guys think of the new albUM hELLO)) so here it is twO days after the comeback!!!!!!! i hope i gave you sufficient time to recover from the new album but if not oH well what can ya do!!! also i’m really friCkin nervous for some reason but nonetheless enjoy the ride! ( 灬♥ 3 ♥灬)

pst if u wanna talk to y/n or yoongi u know what to do ;-)

(gif isn’t mine!)

(((and the read more function iS there but most of the time it doesn’t work on mobile :// i am sorry don’t attack me by sending passive-aggressive anon messages)))

you know what

you could totally get used to this being an adult thing

you finally get to live in your own place

you finally get to eat whatever the heck you wanna eat

and most importantly

you finally get a car

yes, you’ll admit, you’re a little behind with the whole car thing

most of your friends already got their licenses befoRe becoming adults but so what if you were a little slow!!! you were just living life as a teenager!!!! there was no rush

let’s not beat around the bush here

you are: a spoilt brat

like unbelievably so

when you were younger all you’d have to do is point at something and your parents would immediately be like ….aight

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Little do You Know | OT7 | Seven

Pairing: Bangtan (ot7) x f!reader 

Summary: In a world where idols and actors can’t date, whether it be because of contracts, lack of time, or the dangers that involve having your personal life leaked, the market opened up for a new work field. Playmate Agencies emerged to supply the entertainment world with highly trained companions for hire. Bangtan is looking for new playmates. And you just happen to be the one all of them choose. 

Genre: Fluff, angst, smut, playmate au, idol au. 

Chapter warnings: It’s Jimin’s birthday! 😈

WC: 3.9k

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Your apartment had a strict ‘no outside visitors’ rule, only playmates and the Bangtan members were allowed inside. But Hana was also a playmate, so technically you weren’t breaking any rules by having her there with you. Jimin had told you to invite your best friend to his birthday party, so after checking with him a few days later –once he was sober enough–, you had told her to come over a little earlier so you could get ready together.

It felt like the old days, when you would pre-game at your small shared apartment before a university party. Only this time there was no getting half drunk on cheap liquor to avoid the high fees of bars and clubs. 

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I just love the mistreatment of the other human employees beside fast food darling

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Yan Manager: Nathan- we received yet another complaint about your attitude towards customers. One more and I'll have to let you go -

[Fast Food Reader walks between the two of them and spits directly in a customer's drink before passing it off to them while turning to face their boss]

Fast Food Reader: hey, boss- got your morning cup of coffee right here

Yan Manager: Thank you, sweetheart. Yet again you prove to be the most valuable member of our team

Nathan: I'd quit if you people didn't know where my family lives-

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[A coworker searches frantically through the ball pit as reader walks in]

Fast Food Reader: someone lose their stuff again?

Coworker: worse- something stole my wallet when I climbed in here

[A hand reaches out of the ball pit, offering the wallet to reader which they happily take]

Coworker: um... Y/n? I think I'm sinking... Y/n, there's something clawing at my leg. Y/n? Y/n?! Help!-

Fast Food Reader: Tons of quarters in here... Time to finally set a new high score on that acrade cabinet when I'm on break.

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Coworker: Since for whatever reason the longer you work here the more memories of people who don't exist anymore get planted in your head, apparently nobody has survived longer a week here. You've worked here for years. How the fuck do you survive and seemingly have gained the affections of literal world ending monsters?!

Fast Food Reader: by not asking stupid questions. Hey, lambchop

[Feeling breathing on their neck, their coworker looks behind them. The mascot pats reader's head and gives them an unopened bottle of water - all while holding their screeching ex-teammate in its other arm]

Little do You Know | OT7 | Six

Pairing: Bangtan (ot7) x f!reader 

Summary: In a world where idols and actors can’t date, whether it be because of contracts, lack of time, or the dangers that involve having your personal life leaked, the market opened up for a new work field. Playmate Agencies emerged to supply the entertainment world with highly trained companions for hire. Bangtan is looking for new playmates. And you just happen to be the one all of them choose. 

Genre: Fluff, angst, smut, playmate au, idol au. 

Chapter warnings: You crave something sweet and play some games. 

WC: 4.3k

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The funny thing about cravings is how they came out of nowhere and became a little annoying voice nagging in the back of your brain until you suppressed them. The hardest part was when you knew you were craving something sweet, but could not, for the life of you, guess what it was. So you left your bed, got ready for the day and left the apartment. 

None of the boys had made any plans with you yet, and you knew most of them would be leaving the dorm to spend the weekend at their own apartments or hanging out with friends anyways. 

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