FISH ARE FRIENDS KTH (M.)

FISH ARE FRIENDS — KTH (M.)

synopsis. after moving to the seaside, there is a dreadful storm. when all is clear, a man washes up on shore…only he isn’t quite human.

pairing. taehyung/reader genre. angst, smut, fluff au. hybrid!au wordcount. 10,605 contents. seahorse hybrid!taehyung, possessiveness, mating kink, lots of kissing, fingering, size kink, taes big dick as usual, cunnilingus, slight pain kink, multiple orgasms, squirting, overstimulation, blow job, UNEDITED note. this is the result of the fic title game i’ve been playing! thank you to whoever sent in the title ‘fish are friends’

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You came from the future and speak casually with the King and became close

Kim Namjoon : 

You tightened your grip on your sweater because the cold weather in the palace. It’s been 2 weeks since you got here and the King, which is Kim Namjoon, told you to stay inside the palace because it’s more safe than wondering alone in the foreign country. 

He said Korea is foreign country to you even though you born in Seoul, 1994. Well, he’s the King so you need to listen for what he say. “Good morning, y/n. How was your sleep?” You turned your head and you saw Namjoon with his ministers and guards in the early morning. 

You smiled at him, “oh, Namjoon-ah! Well, there were a lot of mosquitoes here but it’s okay. I guess.” Namjoon started to getting used when you speak casually to him but not to the ministers, they whispered at each other while glaring at you. “Don’t you dare to speak like that to the King, young lady.” You were taken aback a little bit by they action but you understood the situation quickly and bowed to Namjoon. 

“No need to do that,” he turned his head, “she’s staying at the Queen Palace, you understand what does it mean right?” They widened their eyes unbelievable and bowed their head to you. 

Namjoon smiled to you and patted your head softly, “I’ll meet you after this. You can enjoy the view first.”

Kim Seok Jin : 

“Yah, don’t you dare to eat my food.”

“W-what?” He widened his eyes as he gulped his food. You gasped and closed your mouth quickly, “I’m so sorry, Your Majesty! I-I mean you can eat all of them,” you stuttered. He smiled and shook his head, “it’s okay if you want it. I like to see you eat a lot. Just, taken aback for what you said.” 

You nodded slowly, “I’m so sorry I speak-” He chuckled, “it’s okay, y/n. I like the way you talk, now, tell me about the food in your place again.” 

“Sure.”

“And maybe you can cook me food everyday.” You stayed silent and stared at him. 

Min Yoongi : 

He would be amazed by how you talk to him, it’s not bothering him, though. He likes it because finally he could be himself when he’s only with you. He sometimes talk to you about his problem, “they won’t listen to me and laugh at me. They don’t know how hard is it to fulfill the people’s wants.”

You listened to him while leaning your head on your desk, “well, Yoongi, I don’t think you did wrong. That’s a good and nice idea of you, actually,” you said by smiling at him, “you are a great King.”

He stared at you for a moment and put his head down, “can I borrow your shoulder for a moment?” He asked. You nodded, “sure.” You stood up and he walked approaching you with his head down. You thought he would whispered something instead of hugging you tightly. “Umm….Yoongi? What’s wrong?” You asked. 

“Just stay like this for a moment please?” 

“Um…okay?” 

Jung Hoseok : 

He would always make a joke about that but glad because it means you’re comfortable enough around him despite you’re stuck in another century. 

“Chingu-ah, don’t forget to be on time,” you said.

“Chingu? Yah, I feel offended,” he said. 

You stared at him confusedly, “I planned to make you my consort?”

“What? Hoseok!”

“Well, sorry not sorry.”

Park Jimin : 

You’re the only one can make him laugh all the time, you were always straight-forward for what you said all the time. Sometimes you also criticized how Jimin ruled the country and he gladly accept your advice. 

Suddenly, you heard a lot of people talking about a girl who will become a new consort and they said you disturbing their system by being close with Jimin so you decided to keep a distance with him. 

Well, of course he realized it and he knew that you heard about the engagement which he didn’t agree at all. “Yah, why are you keeping a distance with me?”

“Your Majesty, Don’t you have meetings?”

“Nah, I don’t. And who told you to speak like that to me? Speak like usual okay? I don’t like it.” You were confused, “what?” He chuckled and smiled, “they told me to marry a boring girl, I like you.”

“What?”

“You heard me and I ain’t repeat that word.” 

Kim Taehyung : 

It’s simple. Both of you did a lot of pranks, jokes, and that makes the whole palace getting exhausted to see both of you prank the maids and court ladies. But they smiled as they heard his laughter. The King laughter which is very rare before you came to this place. 

“Tae, you need to do it like this!” 

“It’s hard!” 

“That’s why I’m teaching you how to do it!” You said as you cut the origami and accidentally cut yourself and Taehyung widened his eyes, “call the doctor!” You were flustered because it’s only a small scratch but he acted like I was stabbed by a sword. 

“Yah, yah, I’m okay? See? I’m alive,” you said while calming him down. 

“You are wounded, y/n-ah.”

“Uh-huh and I’m fine. See? I’m okay, I’m alive, and I’m talking with you.” He sighed and caressed your wounded finger, “I’m worried…” You found that Taehyung has a cute side of him and he only show it to you which makes you very special. 

Jeon Jungkook : 

People knows him as a cold yet introvert person. But when you came, you asked about the country a lot and complimented his works. Jungkook would opened up his heart day by day and he sometimes would tell you what’s bothering him and how to deal with it. 

“Jungkook, you need to be confidence of yourself. People trust you a lot. How will you survive when I’m not here?”

“Huh?”

“Yeah, I could be back anytime soon right?”

He shook his head and leaned on his chair while massaging his temples, “that’s what I’m afraid the most. I don’t want you to leave.” You chuckled, “this isn’t my world, Kookie. You’ll be okay.”

“I’m not okay without you. I’m the King and you can’t disobey me, stay.”

Santa Baby

Hoseok x Reader Author: Admin Mo Prompt: Ooh, how about Jhope and Santa Baby? A weird combination but… Note: I put a little fluffy twist on this one, if that’s alright… Warnings: None? Word Count: 541

You leaned further back into the cozy armchair in the den, your favorite place in the little house you and Hoseok called home. It wasn’t much, it wasn’t very big, but after you’d both graduated and he’d proposed, you’d settled down in this nice little neighborhood, and you were happy that way.

At the moment, you were sitting in front of the fire, a mug of ginger tea sitting on the table beside you, and a thick pair of knitting needles in your hands. The other day, you had stopped at the fabric store to pick up the softest, chunkiest yarn you could get your hands on, so now, you were knitting the beginning of a very cozy blanket. It was just long enough so far to drape over your lap.

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Kingdom of Crystal Snow

↳ Christmas Special ❄️

Pairings: Kim Taehyung x Reader ft. Park Jimin

Genre: Comedy, Light Angst, Fluff, Royal Au (?)

Words: 10K

Description: A prince from a far off land is sent to earth to discover the meaning of crystal snow, and you are somehow just what he needs. 

Jimin has always told you that you should change your awful habit of putting off studying for a test last minute. He calls it a bad case of procrastination. You call it “living on the edge”. And it’s not that you don’t want to change per se, it’s just hard when you’ve always relied on that rush of adrenaline from imminent doom to give you a push to take action. If it were easy to alter such an innate mindset, you’d actually be prepared to ace your final tomorrow.

“I’m going faaaaiiiil!” You groan, banging your head against the textbook laid opened in front of you. 

“What did I say about trying to cram a semester’s worth of information in one night?” Jimin says, not even bothering to glance up from his own book.

You tsk in annoyance. “Can’t you just be a little more supportive?” 

“Okay, okay” He gently closes his book and takes off his glasses to look at you. “You are not going to fail.” You can tell he’s not trying very hard to sound convincing. You’ve known him long enough to distinguish authentic support and just going through the motions to make you feel better.

“But I am!” You insist, more for the purpose of complaining out loud rather than actually getting another half-assed response from your friend of five years. “I barely understand the first chapter, how the hell am I going to learn the entire book by tomorrow morning!?” 

You were right and wrong, more or less. You were right in thinking there was no way you were going to understand the entirety of your textbook by sunrise the next day, but you were wrong in believing you would fail the entire class.

Thank Jesus Lord.

Jimin would actually, maybe, perhaps be proud to know that you were a measly 2 points away from failing, but pulled through. 2 points away from having to repeat the course and having to graduate a year later (aka having to walk with Jungkook at graduation, which god knows will go down in the unofficial history books among your group of friends for the rest of eternity). It actually feels pretty good, knowing you were blisteringly close to being depressed over winter break only to be saved from said hellish nightmare by such a blessed margin. 

2 points. Jimin would call it getting lucky, but you refer to it as “having talent”.

At the moment you are running through all the ways you can break the good news to him, debating whether you should pretend that you failed and psych him by telling him you didn’t whilst he was consoling you. But just as you were playing house with all of these hypothetical scenarios in your mind, you spot someone just appearing out of thin air on your way to the coffee shop near campus. Appearing out of thin air. Like poof, there’s your living, breathing human being delivered right under your nose. You could’ve sworn the public park wasn’t this tripped up the last time you were here, and last time you checked, you were awake and not dreaming.

Must be post-finals stress disorder.

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Abundance

— summary: You never expected that you would end up adopting a hybrid, and if someone had told you that you would end up with seven? Well, you would have thought they were crazy. But here you are, with three different packs of hybrids that don’t get along – but all want to stay with you. Yeah, turns out crazy is an understatement.

— pairing: hybrid bts x human reader

— genre: fluff, angst, eventual smut

— word count: 5.2k

— tag list: @keijaycreates​​ @xsmilebitesx​​ @ditttiii​​ Part: II / III / IV / V

“A hybrid?” You barely hold back a cough, the sandwich you were eating getting caught in your throat at your co-workers surprising words.

“Don’t sound so surprised Y/N, this isn’t the first time we’ve talked about this,” Jihyo rolls her eyes, pushing her water bottle closer to you as she notices you struggling. You quickly take a sip, the cool water soothing your irritated throat.

“No, but it’s the first time we’ve ever talked about me and hybrids in the same sentence,” You shake your head as you lean back in your chair, Jihyo’s eyes narrowing as she looks at you. You advert your eyes to pick at your shirt. Somehow, Jihyo always knows how to make you do something you’re unsure of, and this is too serious to be one of those situations.

“But wouldn’t it be nice? You always complain about being lonely,” Jihyo says, a knowing smile on her face as she takes another bite of her own food.

“Yeah, but I meant a boyfriend, not a hybrid!” You sigh. You had been complaining a lot recently how sad it was to come home to a big empty apartment, and how nice it would be if the space were filled with someone else beside yourself. But a hybrid? You hardly know anything about them. And considering they’re part human and animal, you’re sure they will need a lot of attention, maybe even more than what you can give.

“Besides, I wouldn’t even know where to start. I don’t know anything about them,” You add, a frown on your face as you pick at the escaped fillings of your food. “That’s what the centers are for! You pick out a hybrid and get a manual to go along with it, it’s not that hard,” Jihyo huffs, a small pout on her lips as she finishes her food. You know she only has your best intentions in mind, but this is a big step. One you’re not sure you’re ready for.

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too hot to sleep. (m)

# pairing. fiancé!yoongi x reader

# genre. established relationship au, humor, fluff, smut.

# word count. 2.4k

# warning(s). fluff, reader doesn’t like cats yoongi’s cat, smut [marriage kink(?), unprotected kitchen sex, small hint of yoongi having a possession kink]. \ will be edited at a later time so my apologizes for any mistakes

# a/n. this was originally supposed to be a drabble but i liked the prompt a lot…so this is the cute fluffy version but i’m also MAYBE gonna write a uh…rougher version. i tried to write an impreg kink since that shit is mad hot but it wasn’t working out for me :(

↳ summary. “ Umm can’t wait to get rawed in our kitchen when I’m living with the love of my life ” *soft ver.*

“You never listen to me,” you whisper to your fiancé’s sleeping figure, “I ask you to pick up the air conditioner on your way home from work,” you shove his shoulder in an attempt to wake him up, “but instead, you buy a new bed for your demon cat.”

Yoongi stirs in his sleep, turning himself to face the bedroom window. You can’t help but get annoyed at the fact even when he’s sleeping, your fiancé barely istens to you. Every ounce of annoyance fades away the moment you hear the soft sound of Yoongi smacking his lips together, a habit he developed whenever he was in the midst of a deep sleep. Even unconscious, he was still the cutest thing you had ever seen.

But, nevertheless, it was too hot for you to sleep. Your growling stomach also proves you’re otherwise too hungry to sleep as well.

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