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and now, i fight | johnny (m) (teaser)
pairing: prince!johnny x peasant/rebel!reader
word count: TBD
genre: historical fiction
summary: Prince Johnny J. Suh is one who has been controlled by his parents his entire life. They have limited his childhood, his teen years, and even now, they try to control him as an adult inside their designer castle walls. He wants to break away from them, be free and do his own without worrying about what his parents have to say. What'll happen when he gets the opportunity to join the revolution being staged against them?
warnings: breeding kink, bondage, body worship, master kink, degradation, and praise kink, collaring, dirty talk, face fucking, size kink, bulge kink, orgasm denial, somnophilia, sexy times in the ✨1890s✨, war, basically a Korean version of the American revolution lol, lots and lots of secrets, johnny double-crossing his family, punishment to reader's friends by the royal family, that's it I think lol, absolutely no 1800s talk cuz idrk how they talked back then lol
sneak peek below the bar!! italics is 1895 and normal is present times (1937)
“Mommy, mommy!! Tell us a tale!” The Queen beamed as she strolled into her children’s impressive boudoir, made out of only the finest, most exquisite elements. “What tale would you like to hear tonight, my dears?” The children glance at each other and snicker slightly, “Tell us how you became Queen!!” The Queen raises her eyebrows in shock, “Why would you want to learn about that? I see my busy bees have been doing their research about the monarchy?” The Queen reaches over and ruffles their hair up. “Mhm!” They reply, smiles bright on their faces. “Okay, my little smart cookies. I’ll tell the tale. Our tale begins in March of 1895, the Queen had just thrown a big birthday ball for her only son weeks before…”
The ball was magnificent and festive, striking colors all throughout. And the birthday boy, Prince Johnny J. Suh, clad in the fanciest royal suit anyone had ever seen! He looked dashing, breathtaking even, all of the princesses from different areas wanted him. Yet, he rejected them all. He yearned for a soulmate, a lover, someone to deeply connect with, not some stuck up princess who only wanted him for his dashing looks and riches. He simply refused to dance with anyone and kept to himself the entire night, his night.
Towards midnight, when all of the evil stepsisters had gone to wipe off their hideous makeup and abuse their Cinderella at home, the Queen furiously stalked up to her son, and she slapped him. “What the hell is wrong with you? Johnny J. Suh, I did not raise you to turn down such beautiful women a chance to become your Queen! How am I supposed to trust that you’ll rule our land well when you’re father and I are gone?” He looked down at his feet and quietly grumbled, “It’s not like you really raised me at all.” The Queen almost missed his snarkiness with how quiet he was. Almost. “What did you just say to me? Do not ever disrespect me again, boy, or so help me God-” He grimaced and held his hands protectively in front of his face in annoyance. “I got it, Ma, never disrespect the Queen.. yada yada.” He walked away, getting in the horse carriage designed to take him home. He looked at his mother one last time, who looked at him with swirls of disappointment in her brown eyes, and the horse rode off into the night sky.
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I hope this sneak peak gets y'all excited for this, because I certainly am.
the art of destruction [teaser]
jisung x gn!reader
teaser word count: 0.508k
genre(s): angst, fluff, romance, heartbreak, all that good stuff
tw!: none so far
coming soon!
when you love someone collab
spiritually, the raven is told to be a bird that brings wisdom, affection, and healing. however, ravens are also told to be birds that bring darkness and the great void from their jet black skin. when the lives of two raven-haired teenagers clash, one will love and one will destroy. there is a consequence for loving, for caring but that destruction, that darkness goes unseen by those around them for weeks and when recognized, it might just be too late.
lowercase intentional!
10:56 AM [reader pov]
as your three-hour poetry lecture comes to an end, your professor calls you up to read the last stanza of the Edgar Allan Poe piece you were reading. “there is no exquisite beauty" you pause, "without some strangeness in the proportion.” you read aloud to your poetry course. your eyes quickly scan the faces of your peers, uninterested in whatever it is you're talking about. most of them are only here, only choosing to take this course because it's an easy A, something a freshman could pass.
you sigh deeply, focusing your attention back to the book like everyone else when a loud noise scared you. you looked to your right, eyes meeting with a jet black bird that flew through the window at your head. you duck in fear as the bird takes a tour of the room and flies right out, which seemed to wake everybody up. you had been seeing these birds for a while - when you were on your way to school, when you were hanging out with friends, or when you were looking outside of your window - and they always make you feel weird, like they're supposed to mean something. but you never knew what.
later that day, noon
"poetry was horrible!" you exclaim to your friend. you're sitting on a park bench with her as you eat the burgers you received from your mother. "nobody paid attention and a bird flew at my head." you frowned when she shook her head softly, failing to mask her giggles. "a bird flew at your head?" you nod and sulk, taking a bite of your burger. another bird flew to the ground and landed near your feet. it looks up and calls out to you, calm and sweet. then it shrieks and you flinch, your friend creeped out. "now that, was weird. it's like it hates you or something."
a few meters away, you see a very tall boy. he's walking what looks to be a big, white, fluffy samoyed on the park path. the samoyed stops, sniffs, and runs; dragging the poor boy along with him. you look up at the sky and take another bite of your burger, but stop to feel something wet coming in contact with your exposed calves.
you look down again and come face to face with the samoyed, behind the dog is the boy stopping to catch his breath. you lift the burger up in question, silently asking the puppy if he wants some. the puppy wags his tail with his tongue out, then jumps up and down until you comply and break off a piece of your burger to give to him.
"come on nono, come here, boy." the tall boy calls out. "I'm sorry for that," he says gruffly. "it's okay, he's pretty cute and I love puppies." the expression on the boy's face is unreadable, unrecognizable, almost like he wants to ask you something but he turns with the puppy's leash clutched in his large hand and walks home.