A Human Touch, Part I

a human touch, part I

Part I / II

pairing: taehyung x f!reader / word count: 13.3k / genre: robot!taehyung/virgin!reader, fluff, future smut (NSFW, 18+)

summary: everyone knows that androids don’t think, or feel, or have emotions. they’re not human, after all. so when a two hour session with a sex android ends up with nothing more than a nice conversation, you think that’s the first and last time you’ll see v. 

then he turns up at your door. 

warnings: talk of sex work (taehyung is a sex android), implied physical harassment (mentions of bruising), cursing/explicit language, mentions of alcohol, honestly this is a lot softer than these warnings would make you think I swear 🤧

a/n: I started writing this fic like 2/3 months ago and then put it on hiatus bc god it was kicking my entire ass. but ya girl is finally back to working on it! it’ll be two parts, because this fic is a big one! I hope to have the next chapter out next week/the week after (but no promises kdsflkfdfsdf) thank you @hobi-gif​ for loving this fic so wholeheartedly and supporting me while I struggled with it, queen shit ONLY. note: this is loosely a detroit: become human au but you don’t have to be familiar with it at all!

Here are the three things you know about the Eden Club.

One: it’s a sex club. Everyone knows that. Besides, even if they didn’t, all it would take is a single look—the soft blue lighting that shines out from the windows, the screens behind the glass that flash images of shifting and undulating bodies, the heavy beat of music that pulsates from the building and out into the night air; everything murmurs of the promised pleasures that are held within. 

Two: it’s a sex club entirely staffed by androids. Androids make better lovers, according to the ads. They might look human but they don’t have free will like you do—anything you ask for, you’re given without question or reproach. They can’t say no to you. They’re entirely at your command.

Three: you don’t ever want to go to the Eden Club. It’s not that you have anything against androids—because you don’t—but you feel bad for the ones who are owned by the club, even if they’re literally only built and programmed to serve humans. It just feels… wrong.

And here’s the fourth thing you’ve just learned about the club, much to your dismay: you are about to head inside it.

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lost in amaranthine. | jjk

+ pairing: jungkook x reader + word count: 9k + genre: vampire-slayer!jk, vampire!reader, lovers to enemies, heavy angst ❝jungkook had been chasing you for centuries, looking for answers and struggling to fulfil the one duty he has as a member of the slayer’s guild - and that is to kill you. but every time he is faced with you and what you’ve become, he’s torn between his duty to mankind, and his duty to his heart…❞

+ warnings: time skips & flashbacks !! probably the angstiest thing i’ve written lmao… featuring blood, death, depression, suicide. loosely inspired by romeo + juliet, and van helsing :) + note: please pay attention to the warnings!! not the fic i originally planned to grace u with this halloween season, but i hope you enjoy it nonetheless! happy halloween!!

December, 1867

Jungkook watched the city below him, hazy through a cloud of smog and sleet as the snow tried and failed to settle upon the cobbled streets. Eyes sharp, senses sharper, Jungkook maintained a close watch on the citizens of the town in which he had been born, and where he had grown up. A lot had changed throughout the centuries, and he had been privy to it all, observing as the world around him morphed before his very eyes - a gift many a man would dream of. 

The laughter of a small child caught Jungkook’s attention as his eyes snapped towards where the sound had come from, low in the slums in the east of the city where a family walked together hand in hand. The two little girls, dresses damp around the hem as they dragged along the wet, dirty stone, giggled as their father took their hands, rushing towards the row of houses by the workhouses. Something painful twitched inside Jungkook’s chest, and he turned away, glowing amber eyes locked upon the ground below him, waiting patiently, heart galloping steadily in his chest. 

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ARTIFICIAL HEART | NAMJOON | DO NOT REPOST! ➳ 18+  ➳ robot!AU 🎃 ➳ when you order him as your new android assistant, and soon realize he’s too good to be true . masterlist / instagram / twitter

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Yet, it’s the way you look at him afterwards, a deliriousness swimming in your eyes that makes Namjoon want to keep you in his bed forever. Fuck you until you can’t walk without feeling him deep inside of you. Paint your skin so that everyone knows who you belong to.

It’s not a secret that the BB! Series is one of my favorites of all time, but if you didn’t know then surprise! But honestly, anything and everything that you have written thus far has captured my heart. It shouldn’t be surprising that your words have an impact on me, but they do. And each and every time I come onto your page to read something, that constant feeling of wonder and fascination and just plain adornment continues to get stronger. 

Your writing feels like the epitome of soft white fluffy clouds in a light blue sky that sparkle with glitter and gold: soft, but so vivid and dreamy, but enough to make you feel as though you're right there with the characters. As if this barrier of a screen is worthless when it comes to your writing. And I feel like the beginning of each and every one of your stories is so powerful. I mean, you are the epitome of poetic writing. Just from the intro alone, you had lines like: 

It’s bent with the remembrance of his fingers, sepia-toned dogged-ear pages staring at the ceiling of his dorm room.

~~~

For now, you swallow it down. Suffocate that longing until the embers burning within you smother to ashes

~~~

The words don’t sink in though, sitting on your skull before hastily floating away.

~~~

Your attention span is incredibly short — Namjoon knows this. It ricochets off the walls even when you’re sitting still. 

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And so many more that have made me wonder: what is going on in that beautiful mind of yours? How are you able to capture scenery and emotions and turn them into pure liquid gold? A priceless entity that you have stored in your heart and mind and fingers, as if it had always been there, and you’re sharing it with us. For free!

As I continued reading, it felt easy to submerge myself into their little bubble. Know the ins and outs of their relationships. Learn about the things that make them tick, but also the things that make them laugh. The moments that have made me laugh. 

“I’m ovulating, Namjoon,” you retort instead.

“And you’re also on birth control,” he rebuttals. “PEMDAS or whatever. It cancels out the baby option, right?”

I chuckled when I got to this part because it seemed so out there, but god did this strike perfectly with how you have already built up their relationship. Especially when it came to moments when you realize that the main character hasn’t said those three little words yet, but you know that she wants to. Even though it’s a moment that kind of tears you out of their haze because you know that’s its lingering on her lips, its beautiful in a way for her to just want to say them, you know? But I think that that particular phrase is immensely paralleled to the way that they feel for each other. Like this part: 

The tent in his loose shorts hurts. There’s a part of him that’s mortified — how could he get hard just from the thought of you when you’re sitting right there on his bed? Perhaps it’s proof that you’ve invaded everything he is. His space, his heart, his mind.

And most definitely this:

His gaze is so intense you instinctively want to clamp your legs shut, shy away from how seen you feel under his eyes. Yes, technically you were naked in his bed but there’s something else that he draws out just from looking at you. Something that makes you nervous because you like it so much.

“Don’t hide from me.” It’s whispered in the heat of the air, Namjoon picking up on how your legs drift together. He’s got them pressed apart a second later, grip firm but gentle, and your stomach does a swoop so dangerous you’re left violently reeling, the ceiling above you spinning. “Don’t do that, angel. Too pretty to hide from me. I want to see all of you.”

Like, it feels as though there is so much more to them here. They’re so raw, so full-hearted, and there’s so much depth behind their actions and the words that they want to say but are still a little bit hesitant to say them, and I believe that that is the most priceless thing about this part. It’s an occasion where they’ve not quite tethered over the edge, but they’re getting there. And the journey, at least in my eyes, is always a bit more interesting than the final destination. Of course, there are the succeeding drabbles in this series that have made my heart leap beyond galaxies, but for them and during this moment in time, everything that you wrote just felt so right. The emotions they had for each other were not too much, but also not too slight and you were able to envoke them so perfectly and easily here.

Thank you so much Fina. This was getting rather long, so I forced myself to stop before I rambled even more, but this just really made my night. I hope you’ve been doing well, and thank you for all of the beautiful pieces you have written. They, and you of course, will always have a home in my heart. Thank you again!! I’m sending lots of cyber hugs and kisses💕💕💕

→ bad behaviour 03 — a namjoon scenario

member: kim namjoon

word count: 7.5k

rating: 18+

genre: established relationship + smut + college!au 

warnings: we’re ovulating!!! / introduction to the breeding kink that will plague this couple forever / was meant 2 be a drabble?? im incapable we know that / eh big joon!!!! / manhandling kink / pet names used a lot / joon thinks he’s gf is dumb and wants to breed her idk man / size kink / crying when cumming / oc shy for once / discussion of twitter porn / creampie / oc is on birth control (obvs dont do this if u dont want a kid but this is a fanfic u know) / mentions of fisting porn / cock warming!! / if u see a typo no u dont

soundtracks: more than enough + morroco, alina baraz

prompt: “don’t you think there is always something unspoken between two people?” (Something Unspoken, Tennessee Williams).

It’s a rather serene Thursday afternoon, the late autumn breeze sweeping through the campus air. The stillness was ideal for studying, alluding to assignment deadlines creeping round the corner. Which was why your butt is firmly parked in the mess of Kim Namjoon’s sheets.

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But Jungkook does know one thing – Taehyung's tongue may be tangled with yours, but he is nothing but a pawn. You're the queen after all. 

Fal!! Oh my god! This was such a nice present to wake up to. 

Even though this is a drabble series, it’s incredible how much you can pack in here. It’s amazing to be immersed in this world for only a little bit, but feel completely engulfed in the imagery and emotions that the main characters fall victim to, especially Jungkook. 

Because Jungkook doesn't get to feel this way. He doesn't get to let his lust take over logic. It is his life after all, his fucking life on the line. So why does the aching refuse to dissipate? Does his cock not understand the direness of the situation?

This section was so beautiful, but I also chuckled a little bit at the last sentence. It’s a moment when you see that he’s thinking with his head down there rather than the one up here, and you know that he’s going to continue this push and pull relationship between his mind and his heart (or the woman that he has feelings for). And then you see this the line at the end: 

Just this once, he lies to himself. He needs you just this once.

The theme and the repetition are carried over from the last drabble, and I love that it is because you know that no matter if he tries to convince himself otherwise, he will always lose himself to her. I honestly don’t know of the repetition is purposeful or coincidental, but I can see how this can turn darker and ominous than it is later on in succeeding drabbles. 

However, I one thing that I do know is that while reading this, I saw a lot of black and blue, some red with a hint of gold, and I realized that with everything you write, there’s always a darkness that's embedded within each story. The purpose and the symbolism isn’t always the same, and sometimes it can’t be found so easily, but it’s there. Almost like Yin-Yang. (I actually wrote this note around 4 am when I woke up randomly and read this before rolling over and falling back asleep, but I think sleepy Kharli was onto something here…)

Anyways, I’m not all that familiar with color theory and symbolism, so I’m not going to try and dissect what past Kharli was thinking, but thank you for spurring on those thoughts. It was nice to see where I was coming from and try to expand upon it because there’s just so many priceless and beautiful details that occur within each and every one of your works it’s astonishing.

Thank you so so so so sooo much Fal! I adore you so much! Thank you for everything that you’ve done, and thank you for making me happy. My heart is yours!😚💕

a table turned.

pairing: jungkook x female reader

rating: m for mature

word count: a small 713

summary: jungkook is a dead man, of that he is certain.

a/n: a follow up to a line crossed - also thank you to the best gorls @jamaiskook​ @kigurumu​ and @mygsii​ for reading this at 3 am for me, ily.

Petulant. It’s all Jungkook can think when he looks at you now. You are petulant little brat who lives to make him miserable. Often he wonders what he’s done to deserve such cruelty. Often he wonders if you realize that you’re playing with his fucking life each and every time you act out this way.

First it was the shower, now it’s the blatant disregard for your father’s rules: no Capos in your bed. And while you haven’t exactly crossed the line quite yet, you’re teetering right on the fucking edge.

It’s all for show, he knows. It’s all just another one of your little games. The ones designed to get him hard, knowing full well there’s not a damn thing he can do about it. It’s just another way to punish him for reasons he’s yet to understand.

But Jungkook does know one thing – Taehyung’s tongue may be tangled with yours, but he is nothing but a pawn. You’re the queen after all. You can do whatever the fuck you want, move in any which-way you so please. Because he, the tortured knight, will always be ready to jump before you take it too far. He’ll always swoop in before you put yourself in any real danger.

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“I’m spiderman,” the graveled voice murmurs. “Hero of heroes.”

UGGHHH!!! WILLOW!! You fantastic bean babe. This was honestly a perfect way to end my Halloween night. This drabble was cute. Too cute and witty. I love it whenever I see your humor poke through in moments such as this. And even though this was only a drabble, it felt so full and fulfilling my heart aches. 

And can I record scratch, rewind, and freeze frame to this part, please?

He melts against your touch, the two of you pressing close. His lips move against you, searching, slow, and ever so gentle. You press your hands to his face, the rain trickling down around your hands. It’s like floating on a buoy, kissing him, the push and pull of the waves bringing you back and forth, drawing you out to sea. Has kissing a stranger ever been this hypnotizing? 

This made fireworks and fireflies and everything light and bubbly surge through my stomach and mind. It was soft but so passionate and electrifying. It felt like I was watching a scene of a movie in my brain. 

Thank you so much Willow for this Halloween drabble. It made me smile through my tiredness. I’m sending you spooky love👻💕💕💕

P.S-I’m lowkey typing this with half a brain cell left and I’m sorry if this doesn’t make sense at all. But I wanted to tell you before I completely knock out and go to bed because I know that I’ll forget in the morning and be annoyed that I did. Love you Willow!!

spiderman | jjk

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Fluff. Smuttish? Halloween Au. 

Rating: Explicit.

WC: 700

Warnings: Alcohol. Mentions of genitalia. Kissing. Writer Who Doesn’t Know What They’re Writing About.

A/N: Happy Halloweeeeen!  Wahoo! a quick, unedited request drabble. The only spiderman I’ve ever seen was a cartoon version when my baby brother was little and obsessed with him. So I had to watch a youtube clip. Here’s my best shot.

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