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Your pain is my pleasure: BTS AU by KpopLover1012
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Warning: contains sexual content and vulgar language, but then again, most of my stories do
Their Noona: EM by LoneliestLuna
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EM is just your average girl....has problems like that average girl...what happens with a chance meeting in an airport? "Noona!" "Noona!" "Noona!" "Noona?" "Noona!?" "...Noona?" "...Noona...?" "Yes, I am noona to all of you."
Anagapesis || Mafia Step-Siblings BANGPINK by FanfictionLogix
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Sakura's life has been marked by a relentless series of traumas that began when she was just a fragile three-year-old. These experiences have left her emotionally scarred and deeply wounded. As she grew older, Sakura's response to these painful events led her to become increasingly guarded, appearing strong and unfeeling to the outside world. The news of her stepfather's upcoming marriage only adds to the overwhelming sense of helplessness Sakura feels. She understands that she has no control over his love life, just as she had no control over the events that have shaped her life. This realization further isolates her, reinforcing her belief that she can rely on no one but herself. Sakura has already endured the loss of everyone she once knew, leaving her with a profound fear of attachment. She's convinced that anyone who gets close to her is at risk of suffering the same fate as those she loved and lost. This fear drives her to keep her distance from others, even those she cares about, in a desperate attempt to protect them from the perceived danger she poses. Inside, Sakura is broken and traumatized, but her exterior reflects a facade of indifference and callousness. She has learned to conceal her pain, fearing that vulnerability will only lead to further harm. What happens next in Sakura's life is uncertain, but it's clear that she is at a crossroads. She faces the challenge of reconciling her past traumas and learning to trust others again. It may take time, patience, and professional help for her to heal and begin to rebuild the shattered pieces of her life. With the right support and guidance, there's hope that Sakura can find a path to recovery and discover that she doesn't have to face the world alone. MAFIA SIBLINGS BANGPINK FOREIGN BASED + KOREAN Y/N BASED
Moonlit Throne | Yoongi x Reader by meantfordreaming
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"do you... trust me?" it's a low whisper, the king's soft lips pressed against the stuttering pulse in your throat. but you think, or maybe you hope, the implications are trying to delve much deeper into your heart. regardless, your answer has never wavered. "yes." Pairing: Joseon King Yoongi x reader Genre: Smut, Angst, Fluff, Historical AU, Joseon AU, Daechwita AU, Royal AU, Drabble Series Content warnings: explicit sexual content, descriptions of violence and blood, minor character death. further warnings will be specified in specific chapters. A note: Please pay attention to the dates, but read in the order that the drabbles are listed, not in chronological!
pocket sized. + bts. by MILKGGUK
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she comes home to find seven pocket-sized boys casually sitting on her desk.
The Repair Woman (FNAF x reader) by ElenaJuliana4
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Y/N is the resident mechanic for Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. She isn't usually around when the animatronics are left to roam, but an unfortunate incident changes that. (Under rewriting) Currently takes place in a Fnaf 2 location. Not lore compliant. Decription is up to alterations as the story progresses.
BTS Kidnapped Into Headspace by Aglitteris
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'Wh-where am I? Who a-are you?" I say on the verge of tears "Shhh Y/N it's ok, we love you" Y/N is a 17-year-old girl living with her abusive dad but little does she know, a group of 7 boys have been watching her, worrying about her, wanting to love her, so finally they make their move to take Y/N and change her life... redo her life and start it again A book about little space May contain: Swearing DD/LG Abuse Diapers Anger INSPIRED BY OTHER BTS LITTLE BOOKS No.9 In 'Daddies"
Terrorists - BTS (Purge AU) by LanaJWrites
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What happens on March 21, 7 o'clock P.M, to March 22, 7 o'clock A.M? All crime is legal. Every medical and protection services go out for 12 hours. No rules... "'Careful,' he said in a low voice in my ear, causing me to shiver. 'Don't anger the beast.'" ~~~~~ PG-13 No smut. That's not how I roll. A Park Jimin X Kim Taehyung X Jeon Jungkook X (Girl)Reader (All of the maknaes are after the reader) Welcome to my dark side.~ Also . . . *inhales deep breath* tHE SEQUEL WILL COME OUT SOON MAYBE IF I CAN GIVE ENOUGH COMMITMENT. Note: This is my own take on the Purge. I'm sorry if I get things wrong.
Wanting and Having by petuiapenandpaper
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[...] She was backing away from me, one hand grasping for the door handle while the other held me at arms length. "Stolen moments do not make a life together... When we were playing games how could I complain?! No one was going to get hurt if none of us took it seriously, RIGHT?!?!" Her voice broke, and the pain in her eyes spilled over into tears. Here I stood, helpless - the cause of her anguish. "But what we are doing is dealing in secrets and lies and calling it love. Stolen moments, and tension across crowded spaces... it's maddening!" I dared a step closer, keeping my hands behind my back in an attempt to restrain myself from crossing the chasm between us and pulling her into me. "You are frozen in time, ~we~ are frozen in time. Nothing changes. No one gets out of this. None of us can move forward until time starts again, and I can't be here when it does or all of us will regret it." Backed against the door her hand dropped from between us, the knob turning in the other. I closed the distance between us, grasping at proximity in hope that being this close would ease her pain enough to stop what was unfolding. It was selfish and I knew it. Her smell was surrounding me, and part of me resigned in that moment to commit it to memory. The familiar amber, and oud, and spice with a hint of citrus. It was warm and heady but the familiar blood orange that made my mouth water. "Stay..." My voice slipped out in a pleading whisper. My fingers twinned with hers delicately. I fought against my panic and sense of urgency with everything inside of me as she stiffened. My heart sank into the pit of my stomach. Against all my instincts - instead of pushing closer - I took a step back. I wouldn't hold her here. Just the tips of our fingers remained connected as I gave her the space she needed to open the door and slip out. "There was never anything to stay for, none of this was real... We were all just playing at fairytales and make-believe..." She was gone.
π•žπ•ͺ α­„βœΏD E M O N࿐ β™‘ΙƒΝ’αŽ§αŽ©fᏒαŽ₯Ꮛɳdsβ™‘ by author_rayishita
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