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tentacledipity | two
➛pairing: jimin x reader ➛genre: alien au, space au, soulmate au, wanted au, smut (coming) ➛rating: sfw ➛words: 6.6k ➛warnings: none! i think :) ➛notes: originally there was going to be more to this part but it was getting too long so I’ll be adding it to the next one instead! Hope you enjoy!
This tale starts, as any good fiction does, with a girl crash landing on a foreign planet. And, like any good fiction, it follows a theme of serendipitous happening, and tentacles. Behold, serendipity and tentacles— or dare we call it…. tentacledipity.
— posted; 22.12.2018 // ↞ prev. || two || next ↠
Two weeks into your time on Kilkhea, and you’d developed a culture of sorts with the apple of your eye, Jimin. You suspected he didn’t know how to handle you, your boldness or brazen, shameless flirting. You thought it was cute, the way he reacted—he usually blushed and stumbled, whether over his words or his feet, and then proceeded to make a quick escape as soon as possible. It was all very endearing, especially when he attempted to hide his fluster behind annoyance—you thought there was a word for it on earth, something along the lines of tsundere? Ugh, your heart was thudding away just thinking about it.
You were surprised and grateful that the Kelkie seemed to be willing to house you for as long as you needed or wanted—they’d offered to help repair your ship, since it hadn’t been totalled enough to be completely written off, and you’d gratefully accepted. However, in all honesty, you didn’t know exactly what you were going to do when it was fixed and ready to go. You’d spent most of your life in space, exploring, adventuring, making the most of your time and trying on each and every lifestyle you could get your hands on for one that would fit. No matter how much you enjoyed it at first, they all came to an end, and none of them sated the longing inside you, the want and desire for something you didn’t know yet, something that was more than what you currently had. You’d chased that feeling halfway across the galaxy, and never had it given you rest. But it was strange, as now, while you were here… you’d yet to feel the tell-tale urge to abscond, to flee, to pack up and move on. You were strangely satisfied, where you were, and the feeling, the idea of it… you weren’t sure how to process it.
You were a guest here, and were allowed to wander around, but due to an unfortunate…. circumstance, in which you wandered somewhere you shouldn’t and ended up breaking something you shouldn’t have been touching, you now had to leave your room with company—which, usually, came in the form of one of the humans you’d met, or Joy, but on the odd occasion that they were all busy or otherwise occupied, the duty fell to the two guards you’d met on your very first day here. Their names were Jongin and Jongdae, as you’d learnt from an impromptu interrogation the first time they’d been assigned to, well, babysit you. You liked them and the fact they already knew each other, and thought it was funny whenever they bickered relentlessly over the silliest things. To be fair, a lot of the time it was your innate shit-stirring ways that elicited such a scenario, but it was still funny and they never genuinely fought so you figured it was pretty harmless.
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tentacledipity | two
➛pairing: jimin x reader ➛genre: alien au, space au, soulmate au, wanted au, smut (coming) ➛rating: sfw ➛words: 6.6k ➛warnings: none! i think :) ➛notes: originally there was going to be more to this part but it was getting too long so I’ll be adding it to the next one instead! Hope you enjoy!
This tale starts, as any good fiction does, with a girl crash landing on a foreign planet. And, like any good fiction, it follows a theme of serendipitous happening, and tentacles. Behold, serendipity and tentacles— or dare we call it…. tentacledipity.
— posted; 22.12.2018 // ↞ prev. || two || next ↠
Two weeks into your time on Kilkhea, and you’d developed a culture of sorts with the apple of your eye, Jimin. You suspected he didn’t know how to handle you, your boldness or brazen, shameless flirting. You thought it was cute, the way he reacted—he usually blushed and stumbled, whether over his words or his feet, and then proceeded to make a quick escape as soon as possible. It was all very endearing, especially when he attempted to hide his fluster behind annoyance—you thought there was a word for it on earth, something along the lines of tsundere? Ugh, your heart was thudding away just thinking about it.
You were surprised and grateful that the Kelkie seemed to be willing to house you for as long as you needed or wanted—they’d offered to help repair your ship, since it hadn’t been totalled enough to be completely written off, and you’d gratefully accepted. However, in all honesty, you didn’t know exactly what you were going to do when it was fixed and ready to go. You’d spent most of your life in space, exploring, adventuring, making the most of your time and trying on each and every lifestyle you could get your hands on for one that would fit. No matter how much you enjoyed it at first, they all came to an end, and none of them sated the longing inside you, the want and desire for something you didn’t know yet, something that was more than what you currently had. You’d chased that feeling halfway across the galaxy, and never had it given you rest. But it was strange, as now, while you were here… you’d yet to feel the tell-tale urge to abscond, to flee, to pack up and move on. You were strangely satisfied, where you were, and the feeling, the idea of it… you weren’t sure how to process it.
You were a guest here, and were allowed to wander around, but due to an unfortunate…. circumstance, in which you wandered somewhere you shouldn’t and ended up breaking something you shouldn’t have been touching, you now had to leave your room with company—which, usually, came in the form of one of the humans you’d met, or Joy, but on the odd occasion that they were all busy or otherwise occupied, the duty fell to the two guards you’d met on your very first day here. Their names were Jongin and Jongdae, as you’d learnt from an impromptu interrogation the first time they’d been assigned to, well, babysit you. You liked them and the fact they already knew each other, and thought it was funny whenever they bickered relentlessly over the silliest things. To be fair, a lot of the time it was your innate shit-stirring ways that elicited such a scenario, but it was still funny and they never genuinely fought so you figured it was pretty harmless.
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I love this world and all the characters. Your writing is amazing and you really get the sense of being in this world. The ending with Jimin and MC was unexpected and I can't wait to read the next chapter. If you haven't read any of Jincherie's work, then check them out because you are in for a treat, especially Wanted which is the first story set in this world and will fill in some questions you may have, starring my own bias Jungkook.
tentacledipity | six
➛pairing: jimin x reader ➛genre: alien au, space au, soulmate au, wanted au, smut, light angst ➛rating: m ➛words: 9k ➛warnings: cheeky shenanigans on the outskirts of the palace grounds, smut, vaginal fingering, light nipple play, squirting,light dirty talk, light angst ➛notes: I cannot believe this one long scene is fucking 9k, I’m out of control. Anyway! Here’s the relief you’ve all been waiting for!! There aren’t any tentacles yet but it will be worth it when they finally arrive FJBHGHV. p.s. this does have a read more!
This tale starts, as any good fiction does, with a girl crash landing on a foreign planet. And, like any good fiction, it follows a theme of serendipitous happening, and tentacles. Behold, serendipity and tentacles— or dare we call it…. tentacledipity.
— posted; 30.04.2020 // ↞ prev. || six || next ↠
In the entirety of your life, you’d probably been truly nervous approximately… three times.
The first time was when you were a child. On a trip to the store with your guardian at the time, you’d wondered off to the section that had all of the rows of sweets and candies in clear boxes with scoops so that you could make your own mixed bag. Even when young, you were apparently still very self-indulgent at your core, and a little too quick to entertain the urges flitting through your gut. Urges that were also a little too quick for your brain to catch and filter them. You loved candy, or more specifically you loved Purple Planets, something like a gobstopper that changed flavours with each layer of the candy that wore down in your mouth. These little candies were the equivalent of magic in your eyes, and the second you caught sight of them in that row you wanted one. Of course, you’d wondered too far from your guardian and they weren’t nearby for you to ask them. That was when you got the urge, the sinful little whisper in the back of your mind that maybe you could just sneak one—taking a single candy couldn’t hurt anyone, could it? You quickly decided that no, it couldn’t, and reached in and swiped one of the orbs with nimble hands. You threw it in your mouth straight away, and when you looked up you met eyes with a cranky-looking older woman that had evidently been staring at you the whole time. She’d leaned over the boxes and whispered to you, “You’re going to go to jail now. The guards are on their way.”
Understandably, you’d run away to find your guardian after that, too young and trusting of adult authority to realise that woman was just being nasty and old. You’d been so nervous while leaving the store, clinging to your guardian, that you’d nearly passed out. Of course, no one was waiting to arrest you outside the store like you feared, and once you were on your way home you decided you hated old people because they’re mean and liars.
The second time you truly felt nervous was when you were leaving your home planet for the first time. By that point you’d become more than disillusioned with Earth, but still… you worried that leaving would be a decision you’d regret, and that the life in store for you beyond its atmosphere wouldn’t be anything like you hoped and dreamed. You were also, understandably as a first-time flyer, nervous that something would go wrong as you left the planet and the ship would blow up, or something along those lines. That, of course, didn’t happen—and you quickly decided to never be nervous about anything like this again because you really didn’t like the feeling.
Which brought you to the third time you’d ever felt decidedly nervous—which, incidentally, happened to be right now.
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it’s finally here🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️
tentacledipity | four
➛pairing: jimin x reader
➛genre: alien au, space au, soulmate au, wanted au, smut (coming)
➛rating: sfw
➛words: 8.1k
➛warnings: none! well, a sprinkle of grinding and tentacle mentions but other than that *shrugs*
➛notes: finished this in the early hours of the morning so please dont mind any spelling or grammar mistakes if there are any pls & thank u!! also thank u for being so patient, uni isn’t kicking my ass per se but it’s definitely taking up a lot of my time these days! i hope u all like the next does of tentacle adventures!
ps; I will add links at a later date! pls enjoy & lmk what u think!
This tale starts, as any good fiction does, with a girl crash landing on a foreign planet. And, like any good fiction, it follows a theme of serendipitous happening, and tentacles. Behold, serendipity and tentacles— or dare we call it…. tentacledipity.
— posted; 23.04.2019 // ↞ prev. || four || next ↠
“What, you’re not even going to try and stop me?”
At your question, the two males shared an exasperated look.
“Well, no,” Jongin answered plainly, pointing an accusatory finger your way as he narrowed his eyes halfheartedly. “What is the point? You are just going to get away, anyway.”
Your incredulous gaze was drawn to Jongdae next, as he continued where his partner left off. He seemed entirely too pleased with himself, lips curled in a smug, kittenish grin and his expression sly, marks coloured light yellow. “Besides, we are no longer required to watch you. We have been relieved of our duties. Which, personally, I am more than glad for. I think I have aged more than ten sweeps from the stress alone of trying to keep track of you. Really, are all humans so slippery?”
“No, probably not. Just me.” You shrugged in answer, before his earlier words caught your attention and you gaped. “Wait—what do you mean ‘relieved of your duties’? I’m free?”
Jongin shrugged, stretching indolently across the cushioned swing that you’d found him and Jongdae reclining on, out on a patio near your rooms, when you’d attempted to sneak out of the wing. Now that you thought about it, they did have a particularly carefree air right now, something you weren’t really expecting considering how wired you’ve seen them some days. Jongdae swung one leg over the other, completely lax. The action left you in a state of shock, almost.
You continued to sputter for a moment, your brain unable to comprehend the sudden change in the status quo. Sure, this whole time you’d protested the fact that they thought you needed babysitting—ignoring the fact that it was thanks to an incident that came about thanks to you being a dumbass. But, if you weren’t under ‘watch’ anymore… who were you going to have fun evading and escaping? This was the highlight of your days sometimes, what were you going to do now that you couldn’t do it anymore? This felt like a big disruption to the routine you’d established here.
“Do not know, do not care,” Jongdae smiled at you. “We have not been told what will be happening.”
“Wh-what so I’m just, I’m just supposed to sneak around and pretend there are people trying to catch me?” you burst, feeling a little indignant. They should have consulted you first! This was unfair. “Who am I supposed to torment when I’m bored? Who am I supposed to trick with sweets and flee while they’re distracted?!”
Jongin lurched forward, eyes wide. “So you ADMIT that you did that to trick us!”
“No!” you wailed, mournfully. You turned away, dramatic as they likely expected you to be. “They were friend gifts… but I guess they mean nothing now. I’m… I’m leaving. I’m ending my friendship with you two. I’ll…I’ll find some other guard friends— better guard friends— who will chase me as long as I want them to!”
You stomped your foot, fighting a smile at the sound of their barely restrained snorts. You give them a half-hearted glare over your shoulder before turning and yelling, “Don’t look for me! You won’t find me!”
The second you started to walk away they could no longer hold their laughter and the sound of it makes you grin as you retreat down the hall, not bothering to try and sneak as you had earlier now that you knew no one was there to catch you. It was oddly liberating, to be honest, and you didn’t quite know what to do with the freedom. Maybe that’s because even when they were ‘watching’ you, you weren’t exactly restricted. Really, it was a wonder Jimin made them try for so long when it clearly had little to no effect.
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