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MADISYN: yeah i’ll see what my schedule is like and be in touch babe 😘
THEO: Yes! But then that really nullifies the whole ordeal. Can't really represent a dead client in a divorce trial. Similarly, can't really represent a client who's murdered the other party THEO: I'm sorry! I really would like to get together this weekend.
All Madisyn ever wanted was for the clock to go back, and to get her old life back. Where she didn’t have to go into hiding in Illinois, where she didn’t have to think about the future of some random fucking farm, or filter death threats and hate comments in her comments. Where she had true love — and maybe not with Dominik but she could have found someone she supposed — and friends, and her family weren’t two-faced little snakes.
What Grace was offering was good, but it wasn’t enough. She would still be tainted by what others did to her, what she did to herself, and a business deal and moving back to LA wouldn’t be the fix-all to her problems that she wanted. She knew Grace was watching her as some spoiled influencer who lacked fucking cognitive function, but Madisyn Huang was smarter than a lot of people gave her credit for.
“I am making something out of this situation, Grace.” Her tone was cold, lacking any of the ‘Valley Girl’ inflections, watching the blonde with a steely gaze. She got up, chair scraping against the floor, uncaring if people turned. She liked eyes on her anyway. Attention was attention, after all. “And I don’t need some cold British bitch who fucked me over the first time to fuck me over again.”
“I recommend the museum, so your trip here hasn’t been too wasted. Safe travels, Gracie-Poo.”
All Madisyn ever wanted was for the clock to go back, and to get her old life back. Where she didn’t have to go into hiding in Illinois, where she didn’t have to think about the future of some random fucking farm, or filter death threats and hate comments in her comments. Where she had true love — and maybe not with Dominik but she could have found someone she supposed — and friends, and her family weren’t two-faced little snakes.
What Grace was offering was good, but it wasn’t enough. She would still be tainted by what others did to her, what she did to herself, and a business deal and moving back to LA wouldn’t be the fix-all to her problems that she wanted. She knew Grace was watching her as some spoiled influencer who lacked fucking cognitive function, but Madisyn Huang was smarter than a lot of people gave her credit for.
“I am making something out of this situation, Grace.” Her tone was cold, lacking any of the ‘Valley Girl’ inflections, watching the blonde with a steely gaze. She got up, chair scraping against the floor, uncaring if people turned. She liked eyes on her anyway. Attention was attention, after all. “And I don’t need some cold British bitch who fucked me over the first time to fuck me over again.”
“I recommend the museum, so your trip here hasn’t been too wasted. Safe travels, Gracie-Poo.”
She was bored of this conversation now. Clearly Rachel didn't think she'd ever be capable of doing anything bad ever, and Madisyn simply didn't have the patience to explain it to her. Maybe she'd befriend a preschool teacher to get it into this woman's head that actions had consequences, and that profitting off someone's downfall was wrong. "Not just me babe, if you ever get a recommendation for a Raya application, you'd see what I mean." Drunk scrolling through the exclusive app had made it clear that a lot of famous faces — even in specific circles — were drawn to this little slice of midwestern nothingness, for whatever reason. The clerk manning the stall made their presence known, and Madi decided that enough was enough, putting down a bottle of each color on the surface, shooting Rachel a pointed look. "Well, see you around." And with swift payment of her purchases, walked away with the stall with the mental note to Google exactly who this Rachel Han was.
End.
Rachel didn't quite understand what the insinuation was other than maybe a her trying to say that she was profiting off Madisyn's 'misery.' It was truly the lack of accountability that didn't make the journalist feel super sympathetic. "Clout wasn't really something I was seeking, if you recall it was just supposed to be a special interest piece. They don't usually give those to people who are making the big bucks." Not that really any one in print media went into the field with a promise of large salaries. And unlike the other woman, she didn't do things in order to see how many likes and views she got on her articles. She raised a brow as Madisyn claimed that this place was up-and-coming. "Why do you think that? Because you decided to move here?" Rachel asked, her tone trying to become more genuine in asking rather than accusatory. The woman had reinvented herself twice already and though she'd gotten 'cancelled,' Rachel knew that when it came to social media stars they always found a way to stick around and shift target demographics. She wondered what Madisyn's demographic was this time.
His answer was so straight-forward yet vague, and Madisyn couldn't help but laugh. "You'd be a pretty shitty landscaper if you didn't." She pointed out. Who did jobs if they didn't love the work after all? Still, if there was more to his choice of vocation, Madisyn wasn't going to pry. Honestly, she didn't care all that much.
She frowned at the idea of other water features, even still water causing her stomach to churn, thoughts of Natalie Wood flashing through her mind. "We'll circle back to that, I need to think." Which of course, was the polite way of saying 'absolutely fucking not'. But this was just their first meeting after all, she was sure they'd work something out. "So, when can you start?"
She was bored of this conversation now. Clearly Rachel didn't think she'd ever be capable of doing anything bad ever, and Madisyn simply didn't have the patience to explain it to her. Maybe she'd befriend a preschool teacher to get it into this woman's head that actions had consequences, and that profitting off someone's downfall was wrong. "Not just me babe, if you ever get a recommendation for a Raya application, you'd see what I mean." Drunk scrolling through the exclusive app had made it clear that a lot of famous faces — even in specific circles — were drawn to this little slice of midwestern nothingness, for whatever reason. The clerk manning the stall made their presence known, and Madi decided that enough was enough, putting down a bottle of each color on the surface, shooting Rachel a pointed look. "Well, see you around." And with swift payment of her purchases, walked away with the stall with the mental note to Google exactly who this Rachel Han was.
End.
Rachel didn't quite understand what the insinuation was other than maybe a her trying to say that she was profiting off Madisyn's 'misery.' It was truly the lack of accountability that didn't make the journalist feel super sympathetic. "Clout wasn't really something I was seeking, if you recall it was just supposed to be a special interest piece. They don't usually give those to people who are making the big bucks." Not that really any one in print media went into the field with a promise of large salaries. And unlike the other woman, she didn't do things in order to see how many likes and views she got on her articles. She raised a brow as Madisyn claimed that this place was up-and-coming. "Why do you think that? Because you decided to move here?" Rachel asked, her tone trying to become more genuine in asking rather than accusatory. The woman had reinvented herself twice already and though she'd gotten 'cancelled,' Rachel knew that when it came to social media stars they always found a way to stick around and shift target demographics. She wondered what Madisyn's demographic was this time.
His answer was so straight-forward yet vague, and Madisyn couldn't help but laugh. "You'd be a pretty shitty landscaper if you didn't." She pointed out. Who did jobs if they didn't love the work after all? Still, if there was more to his choice of vocation, Madisyn wasn't going to pry. Honestly, she didn't care all that much.
She frowned at the idea of other water features, even still water causing her stomach to churn, thoughts of Natalie Wood flashing through her mind. "We'll circle back to that, I need to think." Which of course, was the polite way of saying 'absolutely fucking not'. But this was just their first meeting after all, she was sure they'd work something out. "So, when can you start?"
It was true, Madisyn didn't come to this thrift store to hear this woman babble. She had came to find something decent to purchase, only for the only item deemed appropriate to be so in her eyes was firmly in this stranger's grasp. As a result — or perhaps a punishment — Madi didn't say anything, letting the silence extend out in the space between them to an almost suffocating degree, wondering if she could get this apparent yoga-lover to feel so embarrassed she'd abandon the pants and leave the store altogether.
Unfortunately, she seemed resilient, and Madi could feel her patience waning slightly thin by this whole interaction. But at this point, it wasn't even about the leggings, just the satisfaction of winning for the sake of doing so. "But then you'd feel super guilty if you didn't get back into right? And they just hung up in your closet, undesirable and unused. Poor pants have already been donated once, seems like a lonely little life, don't cha think?"
It was true, Madisyn didn't come to this thrift store to hear this woman babble. She had came to find something decent to purchase, only for the only item deemed appropriate to be so in her eyes was firmly in this stranger's grasp. As a result — or perhaps a punishment — Madi didn't say anything, letting the silence extend out in the space between them to an almost suffocating degree, wondering if she could get this apparent yoga-lover to feel so embarrassed she'd abandon the pants and leave the store altogether.
Unfortunately, she seemed resilient, and Madi could feel her patience waning slightly thin by this whole interaction. But at this point, it wasn't even about the leggings, just the satisfaction of winning for the sake of doing so. "But then you'd feel super guilty if you didn't get back into right? And they just hung up in your closet, undesirable and unused. Poor pants have already been donated once, seems like a lonely little life, don't cha think?"
It’s time for another bug! :)
I was originally planning on drawing a wasp design for my Redbubble page, but I decided I wanted to add fur. The shop currently has only two designs up, and I need to add some stuff to my profile before I start promoting it, but once I do, it will be linked somewhere on my blog, with this design on there!
Critique is always welcome, and I hope you have a nice day! :)
we weren’t just friends - okkotsu yuuta
☆ part one : “face it, you want it, you crave it” 11.9k
☆ part two : “i’m not ready, eyes heavy now” 11k
☆ part three : “i wish you’d let me stay, i’m ready now” 10.2k**smut!!**
gold rush by venusiangguk
pt1 jk comes back from a weekend away and he wants to show you just how much he missed you.
pt2 jk finally lets you eat his ass 😁👍🏻
pt3 jk wants the strap, and jk gets what he wants !!
VERY very well written, and funny cute and smutty all at the same time 11/10 recommend
broken and beautiful by LunarDragon
broken and beautiful
Jungkook is pressured constantly by his parents to mate an omega and assume his rightful place as pack alpha in his father's footsteps. Omegas in Jungkook's village are constantly throwing themselves at Jungkook, but his wolf is never satisfied with any of them and Jungkook saves his love and attention for his one true mate, who he knows is out there somewhere. He goes to visit his cousin during the mating season to get away from his father and the omegas wanting to court him. He never expected that the trip to see his cousin, Yoongi, would lead him to the one omega he's ever met who has ever gotten a reaction out of his alpha. But, the omega is closed off, borderline rude, having experienced things that caused him to never trust alphas. Will Jungkook be able to unthaw the ice around the omega's heart and get him to trust him? Will the omega ever be able to let himself be happy or will his grief and trauma consume him?
I'm really bad at summaries but please give it a try <3
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This is one of my fav fics, and I actually lost it for awhile right after i had finished it, and I was so sad. BUT i've found it now and I just want everyone to appreciate this beautiful story.
One thing right by hobios
One thing right
“i’ve been wrong about a million times, but i’ve got one thing right.”
or, desperate to get your ailing mother into the best care possible, you ask your childhood friend turned enemy to marry you for his health insurance benefits. the only problem is it’s illegal. and he’s the sheriff. and you swore to hate him since the day he broke your best friend’s heart.
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I feel like everyone and their mama have read this story, but a comment the other day reminded me of it, so I felt I should share.
ego by suga-kookiemoster
ego
what's a girl to do when her sweet, innocent baby lab partner isn't quite so sweet and innocent? well, he's a grown-ass man and you're about to learn that the hard way.
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I love this story. College fuckboy jk a CLASSIC AU that I fall for every time.
bands
bands by @xpeachesncream
jeon jungkook has it all: the looks, the fame, the money, the women. being considered the sexiest man in the industry, he finds no complaints about the way his life is going nor does he find any reason to apologize for the way he approaches it. he is a force to be reckoned with - until he meets you.
Roomates
Roomates by @tayegi
So I heard it was a certain maknae's birhtday today...
Slightly mature themes, and definitely mature themes in pt 2
No summary for this one but trust me its good.
They Were Liars
They Were Liars by @kooktrash
The original plan was to get back at your ex for cheating, he was only doing it to make a girl jealous. Never did either of you expect your strange circumstances would have consequences neither of you could ever imagine. As cliché as fake dating was, the two of you found yourselves unable to back out.
Cherry
Cherry by @ bananacookies on ao3
Jimin and Jungkook, two young wolves bound together by some unknown fate, grow up together as neighbors.
When Jimin begins school, Jungkook waits for him at the bus stop, anxiously looking up and down the street. When their parents aren't looking, they nuzzle each other's necks and ears. When Jimin's lying beside him at their weekly sleepovers, tired from the games they'd played, Jungkook can fall asleep inhaling the sweet scent of cherries.
When they grow older, as with any relationship, things inevitably change
Reflection of You (Series Masterlist)
Genre: Historical!AU, Timetraveller!AU/ Different Dimension, Romance
Pairing: SUGA x Reader, Yoongi x Reader
Characters: Normal!Reader, Idol!Suga, King!Yoongi, Guard!Seokjin, Guard!Jungkook, RoyalAdvisor!Namjoon, Servant!Jimin, Servant!Hoseok, Prince!Taehyung
Summary: Confirming you were dating the famous Min Suga of BTS, you knew you were bound to make some enemies. But what you didn’t expect was to be cursed, leading you to meet a cold-hearted, arrogant king that shares the same face as your rapper lover.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Interim I
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Interim II
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
EPILOGUE