At The Gates Of Heaven | Jhs

at the gates of heaven | jhs

When you’re everyone’s hope, who is yours? When you’re everyone’s angel, who is yours? That’s what Hoseok thinks when he’s feeling a bit blue.

To him, however, it’s you. Since the moment he began to guard you, all he wants is to see you happy. Then, everything in the world is fine. Even if that means he has to see you make mistakes over and over again – until one day he stops you from ruining your life, showing up before you for the first time.

The warmth, the uncanny closeness of contact, humanhood. He’s fallen for you, the poor angel.

He has fallen, quite literally.

Word count: 9k

Warnings: depression, hurt/comfort, bad decision making skills, Hoseok as your guardian angel, obsessive behaviour, alcohol consumption, swearing, past toxic relationship.

# sub!hoseok, angel!hoseok, dom!reader, corruption kink, sort of voyeur!hobi, oral sex (male and female receiving), semi-public sex (there’s something with him that just screams ‘lets get caught’), bratty!hobi, vaginal sex, handjob, sort of virgin!hobi?, first time, manhandling, grinding.

I wish Hobi was my guardian angel :(

“Don’t.”

That’s it. That’s the highest peak you’ll ever reach in what’s left of your lifespan. Things can’t get any better, you know it.

“Please, don’t,” he insists, despite knowing you can’t hear him.

Taking a deep breath, you put your feet on the edge of the roof of your house, getting ready to jump. Your arms are ready, your body is ready. You are utterly and completely ready to make history as the first human to ever fly.

Hoseok watches you in the invisibility of his unearthly existence, frowning.

You are a hero, too. You are a genius. You are a four years old girl who thought that a bunch of cardboard pieces glued to your arms would be enough to make you fly.

Clearly, it doesn’t work, and you plummet off the roof. It’s roughly a six-foot drop, but it’s enough to make you fall flat on your face, nonetheless. Your mouth is bleeding, looks like a Tarantino movie – you’ve probably lost some teeth, judging by the way your mouth would hurt later after the adrenaline wears off.

You should be thankful they’re baby teeth, he thinks.

But that’s not the last time you’re close to dying, as bad as it is for Hoseok’s heart. That was only the first time you were left alone for longer than a second and hence had the chance to try out one of your numerous experiments. You’re a curious child, that’s easy to see. You’ve given your parents more than one heart attack.

Hoseok has gone through every single one of them, biting his nails to see if the kid he’s guarding has finally reached their final day on Earth.

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a well-oiled machine | i

➛pairing: jungkook x reader ➛genre: android au, futuristic au, prostitute au, fluff, angst, smut (next part) ➛words: 14.3k ➛rating: sfw ➛warnings: none in particular in this part– some slight drunken behaviour and an android in bad shape! hints at previous abuse ➛notes: for @cinnaminsvga !! happy birthday zee!! i wuv u uwu !! <33 enjoy your roboporn u mecha slutte – I’m sorry its not completely done!! I’ll do my best to pull the rest out my ass asap!!! <3 <3 <3

Your life takes a bit of a turn when you stumble upon an android in pieces, hidden in an alleyway in an area known for its shadows and debauchery. Taking him home to fix him might have been the best decision you’d ever made, but perhaps there was a little more to the android JK01-97 than you’d initially thought.

→posted; 20.08.2018

→ masterlist | part ii

Through the cool blue and lilac glow that fell from the holographic signs lining the streets, the fat droplets beginning to pelt from the sky and the darkness that began to linger alongside the buildings, a form was just barely visible. Jumbled and disorganised, a mess of metal and synthetic material that had seen better days was propped against a dumpster and the brick wall behind it. Hovering vehicles sped past, women in heels and men in dress shoes strode by, all oblivious to the shape hidden just inside the alley. The droplets that had sprinkled now began to pour from the heavens in earnest, and the form began to grow soaked. Water pooled across the chipped and uneven concrete, dripping and mixing with the deep, burnt violet that trickled slowly from metallic shapes that looked vaguely like limbs, the metal torn and busted, and the flesh-like material spread across it ripped and ruined. As the remaining light of day fled the sky and the distant rumble of brontide pierced the damp air, time began to run out for the form. It had been there for days, untouched by anything but nature, and while the LED light in its eyes had managed to remain, now it had begun to flicker. It was a hopeless night, a hopeless storm growing closer, and the glow of the signs’ light reflecting across the puddles was beginning to overpower the form’s own.

He didn’t have much longer at all.

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The Red Light District wasn’t a place you enjoyed visiting, nor one you frequented by choice. Rather, it was a necessary evil; just on the other side of the district lay a waste field, ripe with discarded technology and all the parts in the world a simple tinkerer like you could ever want. Normally, someone such as yourself seeking to pilfer the field for parts and goods would be refused entry, but you had the luck of knowing and befriending the owner. Mr Bang was a retired scientist, an inventor of sorts, who’d specialised in AI and had even mentored some of your friends in their studies before he reached an age where he decided it was time to leave the profession. It was, in a way, quite peculiar that he now owned and managed what was essentially a trash yard for discarded technology. From simple things like microwaves and hoverboards to the rare early-age android, He collected them and stored them. The only place he’d managed to find big enough for all his, well, junk had been the warehouse on the other side of the Red Light District. And so, that was where you had to go— actually, it was where you were trying to go right now, if the storm and resulting traffic decided to let up.

Your car was somewhat a relic of an older time, but still technologically advanced enough that it was allowed on the road with other vehicles. You’d grown up being taught to drive by your parents, and secretly longed to be able to drive your own car, but the laws in this day and age were quite clear. On roads that hovercraft and wheeled vehicles shared, only automatic, self-driving units were allowed. Gone were the days when you controlled the speed of your own car, the turns and brakes. It was nice not having to think about all of those things on the journey to your destination, but at the same time you found it gave you too much time to think. While it took more mental capacity, driving in itself was a mindless sort of activity. You liked that it quietened your thoughts, but supposed you’d just have to deal as always with how loud they were for now.

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Predator Universe Masterlist (Vampire AU)

W R I T I N G S

–> Warning: the following works are yandere-themed i.e., contains dub / non con, mentions of violence, gore and obsessive themes. reader discretion is advised.

W E L C O M E 

–> To Briar Hills, a sleepy town in the thick of the woods that rarely sees the sun. The population has always been small, but as of late that number seems to be dwindling as new predators have made the forest their home and are on the hunt. Do you dare to enter the woods? 

–> Recommended Reading Order: Predator, Purgatory, Prey For Me, Pygmalion, Pursuit

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— INTO THE WOODS, 1: THE GROVE (m.)

— notes; i hate that i have to say this, but STOP REPOSTING AND/OR RE-IMAGINING THIS AU AS YOUR OWN. THAT IS STILL PLAGIARISM.

pairing; jungkook/reader genre; goblin au, smut, e2l rating; explicit words; 6,790

— synopsis; getting hurt and stumbling upon a goblin in the forest leaves you completely at his mercy, though you aren’t sure if that’s necessarily a bad thing.

contents; goblin!jungkook, e2l themes, cheating implication, rough sex, unprotected sex (stay safe!), clothed sex, creampie, marking, possessiveness, oral (f and m receiving), dirty talk, multiple orgasms.

— chapters; the grove (01) | the thicket (02) | the nest (03)

“This is just great,” you muttered to yourself, shivering slightly from the chill in the air as you stomped through the grass. The forestry around you was so thick it was damn near impossible to even begin to think of a way out. Not to mention that the sun was setting and you’d already been walking around aimlessly for hours.

You were usually fine with the forest, never venturing in too far for fear of the beasts it held within, hidden away from your human eyes. Your village spoke of them in harsh whispers, your schools educating the young about the goblins, beware the goblins lest they steal you away.

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wicked • 1

↳ Summary: In a desperate hope to stop war from breaking you are a serviced to wed the most vile man alive, the one who has committed atrocities and war crimes beyond comprehension, he who is responsible for the fall of many nations, the wicked prince who’s heart is made of stone. You are to marry a man who challenges every belief and moral you stand for, all while being faced in a foreign land with nobody but yourself too trust…But are you both truly that different? Or is hate not too far from love?

↳ Pairing: Jungkook/reader feat. Seokjin

↳ Genre: arranged marriage AU, enemies to lovers, it’s kind of a period AU??? Historical but also technically not? prince!AU, eventual smut

Word Count: 4k

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Note: I’ve sat on this story for like 8 months and I still feel bad for posting but bYe I’m a hoe for e2l and I sure hope y’all are too bc gOd daYum

To be a princess, is that of obtaining and following duty whenever it calls. Whether you agree with it or not is of none concern to no one, even yourself to an extent. There were many times in your life when you could assume that, if you felt strong enough about a situation, eventually, your parents would sit you down and work something out that was, at the very least, comparable.

Those times were few and far in between as you often understood that you had to do things, even if you didn’t personally want to, from a young age that you could no longer remember. But still, to be told this. It was a laughable matter at the time, you were so shocked that you couldn’t even fully believe it, it was two years ago after all. But for the day to have finally come. 

For the little bubble you had sheltered yourself in, to pop.

It was laughable only at how pathetic you were, you had two years to prepare. And yet here you were, still in denial and even more bitter than before. You had cried, begged your parents for some other alternative, but low and behold, they could only look at you with pity in their eyes. After all, what good was a daughter outside of selling off in marriage?

“Mmm, is something wrong, my love?” Your heart beat had risen and your hands were a little too shaky, was it because you were naturally shy during such activities as these? Or was it the shame cast over you? This was the day you’d meet him, and you were currently in your room doing this. 

A hand tenderly stroked your face, cupping your cheek as he gently raised your chin to look at him, Seokjin’s face was soft as a finger traced your jawline, your lips had jutted a little and your expression strong in remorse, if you stared at him any longer the moment would be ruined by your tears, “I’m fine.” You mumbled, offering a weak smile that you were sure if Seokjin looked close enough he would be able to tell it was a lie for the sake of the moment. 

Your hands quickly got back to work to keep him from asking any questions, you didn’t want to talk about it. Nor did you want to be in this position either but when would be the next time you got to do this? If ever. 

Sexual favors were not something you were often inclined to do but Seokjin was an exception as he was your lover and originally, had things gone the way they should, you would be married off to Seokjin. But of course not, no, Penumbra had to frighten every nation in the world by threat of invasion. 

They had to be so cruel in their wars and battles, their soldiers and training, it was no match for anyone. No matter how many troops were sent, they were torn down one after the other by the highly skilled soldiers there. Penumbra was everyone’s worst nightmare, a nation so bitter and angry, they’d stop at nothing to seek vengeance on everyone who once destroyed their original nation of Seoul. 

They didn’t take mercy on children or women, they didn’t care about anything but their own. You wholeheartedly despised and stood against everything they were. And for your parents to look you in the eyes and say you’d have to marry their Prince. 

The Wicked Prince. 

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Devil’s Trumpets

Yandere Werewolf Jungkook x Reader

Genre: yandere, gore, angst, all that good stuff

Word Count: 3k+

WARNINGS: yandere themes, mauling, possessiveness, suggestive themes, blood, graphic violence (like a lot, im not kidding), kookie has some emotion control issues

A/N: Devil’s Trumpets, or Daturas, are poisonous flowers that grow in moonlight and have been used as poison by humans in the past

“What are you?” your voice shook as you stared at the creature in front of you. You’ve never seen such a large wolf before. Its raven fur contrasted its fiery red eyes. They bore into you as drool pooled around its canines.

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