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100 different AUs
academic au
alien au
alpha/beta/omega au
amnesia au
apocalypse au
artist au
arranged marriage au
assassin au
athlete au
babysitter/nanny au
bakery au
bartender au
billionaire au
bodyguard au
bodyswap au
bookstore au
bounty hunter au
brother's best friend/dad's best friend au
camgirl au
camp counselor au
chef au
circus au
coffee shop au
cowboy au
cult au
dark au
deserted island au
dog walker au
dystopian au
enemies to lovers/rivals au
fairy tale au
fake relationship au
fantasy au
farm au
firefighter au
fisherman au
flower shop au
friends with benefits au
ghost au
grocery store au
guardian angel au
haunted house au
historical au
hitchhiker au
holiday au
hospital au
hunter/prey au
kidnapping au
law enforcement au
library au
lifeguard au
lumberjack au
mafia/mob au
maid/butler au
magic au
master/slave au
mechanic au
mermaid au
model au
modern au
monster au
mundane au
music store au
neighbour au
office/coworker au
paranormal investigator au
pen pal au
pirate au
prison au
private detective au
reincarnation au
road trip au
rockstar au
roommate au
royalty au
scientist au
sex worker au
single parent au
slasher au
soulmates au
space au
spy au
stalker au
stepcest au
street racer au
sugar daddy au
superhero au
surfer au
tattoo artist au
teacher/professor/tutor au
time travel au
treasure hunter au
undercover au
vampire/werewolf au
veterinarian au
vigilante au
wedding planner au
western au
witch au
yandere au
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cw: fingering & oral ( f receiving ) , mention of trafficking and killing, shitty kidnapping attempt, meanie Hobi, age gap ( 20.28.30 )
Her father was a wealthy man with a good name, big company, and a lot of connections; he had and earned the respect of many and he made sure she stayed drowned in riches. She never really questioned her fathers work, but she knew exactly what he was doing when he came back home with bruised knuckles which she dressed without a word. He allowed the 20 year old to come and go as she pleased as long as she was home before 2 am although she wanted to stay on campus she and her father had an understanding relationship.
On a Monday morning she decided to walk to campus since she couldn't find her car keys. While walking she noticed two men following her to make sure she wasn't just paranoid she stopped at a coffee shop and still they followed her in until she walked out again. Internally panicking she pulled her phone out and called her father and he told her to just keep on walking and he'd be there in 2 minutes.
Still leading the men in circles timidly checking behind her she noticed they were not there anymore panicking again she looked around and around until a van pulled up and attempted to grab her up. Biting the wannabe captor in the process. He let her go yelping as she ran aimlessly till she saw her father collapsing into her father's chest face wet with tears.
From that day on he decided it was time to become more strict. He limited her curfew, she now took online classes, and he made sure she wasn’t alone anywhere without her bodyguards Jung Hoseok and Min Yoongi
Hoseok didn’t say much; he just grunted and groaned, while he glared at her; snatching her up when she tripped or stumbled, Calling her a clumsy brat but still checking her body for wounds. Tired of being defenseless She begged Hoseok to teach her self defense after seeing him flip a man 10x his size on his back for harassing you at a club.
He gave in but Hoseok wasn’t the ideal teacher. He constantly knocked her down on her ass over and over until eventually her eyes started watering from the fact that she didn’t stand a chance against whoever tried to harass her again. Her internal struggles didn’t help that on top of it was Hoseok Harsh words.
“your lazy foot works going to get you killed and stuffed in a suitcase”
“Do you want to be sold in a trafficking ring? tch like anyone spends money on you. such a spoiled bra-''
She was in tears on the gym floor. Realizing he pushed a little too hard he tried to comfort her before Min Yoongi came rushing in.
"Damn hope you're too harsh on the princess” he immediately scooped up in his arms. Burying her sobs into his shoulder.
Min Yoongi was the exact opposite of Jung Hoseok. He wasn't mean and pissy with her. Feeding into her bratty attitude, practically enabling it. Though he does pinch her thighs when she gets too out of hand, throwing a simple look her way leaving her pouty and skipping over to Hoseok it didn't take long for you to come back.
Hoseok obviously didn't have a good way with words. His love was tough and rough around the edges but when you crack those edges there was a soft and gooey side of him. Even if Y/N did crack him a bit he was more of an act of service kind of man. Yoongi knew this from years of working beside him...
“Hobi wants to say sorry baby.” Yoongi whispered as he cupped her cheeks to turn it towards said man as he trailed kisses down her neck and forehead fingers gripping her thighs pressing them to her chest, holding them wide open for Hobi's to slot between them. The younger man pulled her panties to the side with the quickness.
Watching him attach his mouth to her clit sucking as his fingers circled her hole she whined, head falling back. Sounds of Hobi and his lewd slurping along with the gushing of his veiny fingers invading her soaking walls. Loud sounds leaving her lips as she bucked her hips onto his face.
"Do you forgive Hobi for being so mean,hmm?" The oldest of the two asked, gripping her legs tighter as she squirmed. "Yes yes yes."
Okay all I’m thinking about right now is king/emperor Yoongi and his Wife accompanying him to his daily beheadings because she’s just as unhinged as him. Yoongi insists that it’s improper for a lady to witness such a horrid thing, but she insists that it’s improper to have at least 50 beheadings per week and the king couldn't argue with that. From afar it looks as if she’s forced to be there. Her face is emotionless like stone, with the king holding her kissing onto the back of her palm but up close there’s a very faint smirk on her face. Poor empress everyone thinks when they both return and she rushes straight to her quarters all they can think of is how she's forced by her cruel husband to watch people die. Though unbeknownst to them she's shoving their king on his back and sitting either on his cock or face. She gets off to the guts and gore. Just like her blood thirsty husband and that's why they're the perfect match 💓
Idk why it bothers someone so much when YOU make YOUR OC's the way YOU want to in YOUR OWN FIC. Truth to be told am not plus sized neither black or white am brown but I still read your stories cuz they're amazing? Like you gotta be another level jobless to care about how someone designs their oc lol
Ahh you're so right bestie! I think it's time we start appreciating writers more. love you lots and love i appreciate your support sm ☹️💘
i need to be yelled at to post 😂
Adding onto this!!! because I'm a slut
You were a grown adult with a raging crush on your bosses like some hormonal teenager but Namjoon and his wife were a sexy power couple. Both tall, successful, with never declining face cards. You always stutter and trip over yourself when you just so happen to come across them in the building or on occasion the Gym where they both go together. You even catch yourself watching the couple work out together with sticky panties....
I just imagine you fixing yourself in the bathroom mirror and Namjoon's wife walks in. You began quickly moving to leave asap because her overall aura was so powerful you just wanted to fall to your knees and- before you could leave she stops you with one single question.
"why do you make us chase you, little one?" You stop gulping loud enough for it to echo off the tile walls. She's cornering you now the smell of her sweet perfume and natural vanilla scent filling your nose. You go home with her that day and they DO U INN
thinking thots of swinger Namjoon and his sexy wife 😋😋
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ❤︎ current obsession. . .
i need this man in ways i can only explain in the nastiest details
