january 1870.

pairing: joseon king!yoongi x reader genre: angst, drama words: 1.3k warning: this drabble contains a form of disordered eating.

moonlit throne index. this is drabble 28. start from the beginning?

“…uinyeo-nim…! …ease wake up…!”

“Can…hear us?”

The world comes back to you somehow piece by piece and all at once.

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ocean eyes | jjk

⏤ pairing: firefighter!jungkook x teacher!reader

⏤ genre: firefighter au, teacher au, established relationship au, fluff, and smut

⏤ rating: M

⏤ warnings: swearing, blue-haired!jungkook, big cock!jungkook, praising, petnames, oral sex (f & m receiving), oc compares jungkook to a smurf, a very bad attempt at humor, breast play, cum eating, brief spanking, penetrative sex, unprotected sex (always use protection guys!), doggy style, nipple play, creampie, and multiple orgasms

⏤ words: 4,785

⏤ summary: three years ago, you met jungkook after an incident at the school you work. today, he surprised you by dying his hair based on your favorite song.

⏤ author’s note: hi everyone! so this came after the live of jungkook, i couldn’t help but find him extremely adorable with his blue hair. i still can’t believe i wrote this entire fic while listening to i love you of billie eilish while i usually tend to listen to the weeknd when i write smut so i hope it’ll still be good. wish you an amazing day, love you all 💜 a little feedback is always appreciated

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new year, new us | yoongi

taglist: @yzkyzkuniverse​ , @sheebaba​ , @loveyoongles​ , @litolightningorl​

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It’s New Year’s Eve and Namjoon decided to host a mini year-end party at his house with your group of friends from college whom you’ve not seen for months or years for some but despite all of the times missed, you must say that the bond between all of you remained exactly the same where you left it off.

Catching up is pretty much what you did all night but to make things more fun, one of your friends decided it’ll be a good idea to relive some old memories like playing one of your go-to drinking games back in college which is called the Titanic – it’s where you try to float an empty shot glass inside a cup full of beer and filled it with soju until it sinks. You used to be good at this but it looks like your skills had gone awry, leaving you to down a total of three full glasses of soju bomb in one go as the consequence for the loser.

To sum it all up, you currently found yourself splayed out in the middle of Namjoon’s bed while being completely shitfaced which you did not intend to do, not when there’s only an hour left before the new year comes but Namjoon suggested it’ll be good for you to get some shut eye considering you still have to drive yourself home and you need to sober up first if that’s the case.

“I’ll be back to get you some water”, Namjoon told you as he turned off the lights on his way out.

Rolling your body to the side, your eyes landed on Namjoon’s computer table where the dimly lit essential oil diffuser he had set up for you sits but it’s not what had mainly piqued your interest – it’s the picture frame beside it.

You lazily crawled at the side of the bed, stretching your upper half body as much as you can without leaving the bed whilst your hands desperately reached out towards the frame but gravity did it’s work and you’ve soon enough fallen off the bed and face-planted on the floor. 

Well, at least you were able to get it.

Grunting, you stood up instead and sat yourself back on the bed as you take a closer look at the frame in your hand but it’s quite hard to make out the picture in the dark, prompting you to tilt the frame towards the light from the diffuser and soon enough, a smile was etched on your face once you got a clear vision of it.

It’s a picture of your friend group taken from your college graduation four years ago – all of you were huddled up in a side by side embrace with pure ecstatic joy evident on your faces, just proud to achieve this milestone together with your so called dear friends and it sure is obvious how different everything was before.

Back then, Junseo was noticeably a bit shorter than Namjoon who in turn looks like an egg with his undercut and short choppy bangs, Hana was wearing her then big round eyeglasses, Mariko with her waist length hair and then beside her were you and Yoongi… looking pretty much in love with each other.

A lot has definitely changed.

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otsukare sama deshita (sope)

Summary- Hoseok knows the perfect partner for his new song, but will Yoongi agree?

word count- 1.6k

pairing- Hoseok x Yoongi (platonic)

rating- G

genre- friendship, fluff, slight angst (not really)

warnings- none

a.n- HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAN!!! 🥳 I wrote this as a birthday present for @eternalseokjin but in typical mars fashion, i was late. I hope you enjoy my first mxm fic. this is my take on how hobi convinced yoongi to perform with him. when i floated this idea on the net people thought it was gonna be a crack fic, but honestly i think yoongi respects hobi too much to protest a lot lol

A huge shoutout to @hoebii​ and @hobisbeautifulass​ for beta reading this! 💕

As always feedback appreciated, a reblog and a like goes a far way. Send me an ask! 💌

perm taglist- @cheesecakes-randomshitz, @aroseforyoongi

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Hoseok was excited. In fact, he was beyond excited. He had spent the Japanese tour leg writing a song that he felt was the perfect mix of goofy and talent, if he could say so himself. A cheerful, optimistic song that portrayed his J-Hope persona to a T. He knew it wasn’t going to go in any of the albums; he had told his fellow co-writers in Japan as much, but he just knew that ARMY would love it as soon as he unveiled it. The only thing that would make it better would be if he could get a certain friend of his to join in on the antics. A certain grumpy friend that sat across from him zoning out as he sipped his iced Americano, even though it was close to 10pm.

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I Don’t Know What to Call This | (f/m/a)

Just Friends? Friends with benefits? Dating? Questions swarmed your mind when one of your dear friends, Allie, asked about you and Hoseok’s relationship. The truth was you didn’t know. You and Hoseok were close, knowing each other since elementary school, and considered each other friends. However, as you two grew older, maturing into separate professions—you a well-known fashion designer, and Hoseok a famous musician and dancer—you two had engaged in some intimate activities (sex—lots of it.) After Allie’s simple question, you had to confront your feelings. But were you and Hoseok ready to be more than close friends and f*ck buddies?

Pairing: friend/lover/bfhoseok! x female reader

Genre: slowburn fluff and SMUT

Rating: 18+ because there’s swearing and pretty detailed smut

Warnings: swearing and SMUT (one of the most detailed smuts I’ve written, and there’s more than one sex scene.) Smut includes: switch!reader and switch!hoseok, grinding and thrusting, protective sex (USE CONDOMS, I cannot stress that enough), lots of kissing, ass-grabbing, dirty talk, a wee bit of choking on both sides, squirting, male and female oral, fingering and handjobs, vibrator use, cyber-sex, the reader uses dildo, slight degradation, and just lots of filth—YOU’RE WELCOME FELLOW FILTHY ANIMALS. Oh, and spoilers for the horror movie Hush. It’s on Netflix if you haven’t watched it yet. It is GOOD.

  Word Count: 16, 465 (wowie)

A/N: Thank you for waiting! It’s rushed, so expect some little mistakes here an there, but I’m happy with how it turned out. I hope y'all enjoy it! Also, Y/L/N means “your last name.”

  Taglist: @kirbykook​ @kleritata​ @taestannie​ @jenotation​ @hemmos-obrien​ @zeharilisharaban​ @speed-of-wind​ @kawaisoraya​

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It’s a heartbeat | 1

❀ Wordcount: +15k ❀ Genre: Fluff/Angst/Smut | College!AU ● Enemies to lovers!AU ❀ Jungkook x Reader (ft. Yoongi) ❀ Description: when your life entangles with Jeon Jungkook’s (the shallow fucker you can’t stand with every fiber of your being) through a series of unfortunate events, you think that destiny has a rotten sense of humor. But, as time passes, you come to grips with an inescapable truth: there’s more to him than you think. What if he just needs someone to give him a chance?

❀ Warnings: alcohol consumption, mention of death (a family member passed away), Jungkook is the South Korean Patrick Swayze and this will turn into a Dirty Dancing!AU nobody asked for.

❀ A/N: I still can’t believe I’m writing something about Jungkook, it’s like leaving the comfort zone—anyway, I’m used to write enemies to lovers stories where characters despite each other and there’s no room for attraction. Things here went a little bit different though and I kind of enjoy how it’s turning out? I consider this an experiment. I know that this first part is long (in all honesty, chapters will be around this length for the most part) but I hope someone will give it a chance :) Good read ♡

When your father told you he met a very delightful woman during your uncle’s birthday party ten months ago (a traumatic experience you spared yourself feigning a sudden stomach-ache on the very day of the hellacious event), you accepted the news with a shrug, and an imperceptible scrunch in your nose (mostly because the alarm clock read 10:43 AM and no human being should receive a phone call on Sunday morning before 03:00 PM). Then, you mumbled: “Yeah, great, happy for you dad. Sorry, but I gotta go. Jogging is waiting for me,” before cocooning yourself once again in your sheets -desperately trying to sober up from a five-rounds of Vodka shots you had the night before in the company of your theatre group.

Oddly, the abrupt news didn’t put you in any uncomfortable position.

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shiver | 01 (m)

summary; jungkook changed since he moved out of his small town church community and attended college. when he returns for a christmas mass, you suddenly crave a taste of his fun and carefree life. in exchange, jungkook craves a taste of you pairing; bad boy!jungkook x church girl!reader genre/warnings; childhood friends to lovers, brief childhood friends to enemies, fwb!au, catholic guilt, jungkook is a meanie who eventually turns into a soft tsundere, bicuriosity, sexual exploration, virgin!oc, eventual smut—in this installment: touching over the clothes, mc is hornee, *pulls out cards against humanity* “a gentle caress of the inner thigh”, panty kissin, mc is a big ol’ pushover and hopeful for jkk:(( w/c; 1.9k a/n; it’s here! aaaaaa!!! i’ve been really eally realllyyyyyy nervous to post this. even though this is just a drabble series  let me know how you feel about it! enjoy [shiver masterpost]

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Third Wheeling

CEO!Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Strangers to Lovers!AU, Angst, Fluff, Smut

Chapter 20.

Warnings (Updating Still): Smut, Cheating, Unexpected Pregnancy, Unfaithful, Emotional Damage, Love

Warnings In This Chapter: The Slap Heard Around The World, Daddy Kink, Mirror Sex, Praise, Reverse Cowgirl, Multiple Orgasms, Cream Pie

Both you and your boyfriend have cleared your throat so many times over the past few hours, you’re pretty sure you’ve got internal bleeding.

You’ve been staring at Yoongi’s grandmother for hours now. You’ve probably memorized every small wrinkle and freckle on her face.

Yoongi doesn’t know what to do, he’s never spent this much time with a family member in such a close space before. He relies on you for comfort but he can’t even find the will to move across the couch out of fear that his grandmother will say something.

Kim Seyoung has expressed her extreme disappointment multiple times throughout the five hours you’ve been sitting in the living room. You’ve heard her countless sighs and her belly aches about how Sera is disgracing the Min name.

She seems to have no quarrel with you though and that’s a bigger relief than you thought it would be.

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Sugar and Spice

Yoongi steps into his apartment, the smell of food, sweat and perfume greeting him, as well as something else, something more unpleasant but he pushes it aside as the music thumping low in the background distracts him. 

His eyes rake over the bodies strewn across the furniture and floor. He drops his bag out of his grip, a thud as it hits nearly the only part of flooring that’s visible. 

As he steps over limp limbs and unconscious heads he scans the mess of the kitchen. Various liquids spilt on the counters make his blood boil. 

Goddammit Jimin! He thinks.

He meets eyes with someone who lifts their face out of-what looks to be a half eaten pumpkin pie-long enough to nod in his direction before slamming themselves back into it, attacking it like a ravenous dog. 

He walks quickly past them and into the living area, spotting Jimin a mile off. Head slouched against the back of the couch, mouth gaped open, snoring like a wild animal.

Yoongi heads towards him, stepping in something wet, he looks down and sees a big, black patch on the grey carpet, the smell of vodka hitting and burning his nose instantly. 

Yoongi storms over to Jimin, kicking his foot with controlled anger and enough force to send him jolting awake.

“Huh, what?” He looks around, hazy eyed before finally resting on Yoongi. An audible gulp fills the room. He scours the room, processing the devastation.

“You weren’t supposed to be back until tomorrow.” Jimin squeaks out. 

“Oh I’m sorry, how inconvenient of me.” Yoongi snarls through gritted teeth.

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in his shirt.

⇢ summary: shall i sleep within your bed and hold your hands upon my head till i breathe my last breath?

⇢ wc: 710 | warnings: hickeys | also unbeta-ed coz we die like (wo)men. 

⇢ genre: is risqué fluff a thing? (pg: 17) 

⇢ pairing: namkook (mxm)

⇢ a/n: happy birthday @eternalseokjin​. ily dean, thanks for having my back always ❤

Jungkook firmly believes he is displaying all the stealth in the world as he softly shuts the bedroom door behind him. The lump on the bed covered by a too thick furry blanket doesn’t twitch, and he tampers down the urge to pat his shoulder on a job well done. 

Navigating the room in the dark is second nature to him by now, creeping inside in the middle of the night only to curve beside the sleeping lump, waking up hours later to tangled limbs and a strong arm coiled around his waist. 

A step or two away from the bed and he can smell him, the subtly sweet fragrance of freshly washed hair, a hint of his detergent’s scent in the air and Jungkook smiles at the feeling of homecoming it all brings forth. 

nutjobs XIII | ot7 (m)

↣ pairing: ??? x reader; ot7 x reader

↣ genre: crack, humor, smut, slice of life, comedy

↣ rating: +18

↣ word count: 4k

↣ warnings: sexual humor, copious amounts of sex talk, foul language

↣ playlist: mystery of love - sufjan stevens // save your tears - the weeknd // tell him - celine dion, barbra streisand // angels like you - miley cyrus // my tears ricochet - taylor swift // don’t cry - guns n’ roses

↣ summary: Eight friends. One terrible idea. A whole lot of trouble. Welcome to No Nut November.

↣ notes: as always, beta read by @dee-ehn​ and @jjkxla​ 

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runaway

pairing: kim taehyung x fem!reader (feat. best friend jung hoseok)

genre: fluff, a tiny bit of angst, royalty au, enemies to something more? au

word count: 1,788

warnings: mentions of blood and murder, betrayal, alcohol consumption, profanity

a/n: for @heartsforbtsnet’s valentine’s day secret admirer’s event! this is dedicated to @pjmsdior​ because i’m her secret admirer hehe. sorry it’s so short, bella, but i’m slowly working on the original fic that i had planned for you so hopefully that’ll be out soon. i really loved talking to you and i’ll definitely be dropping by your inbox more often!! hope you enjoy!!

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test drive. (m) pjm.

pairing. biker!jimin x reader , deep six!au genre. smut, pwp word count. 1.8k warnings. dirty talk, unprotected sex, spanking, they almost get caught by other club members note. requested by @imjustfanfictrash​ for thirst night, thank u!! i had to make this deep six related just a tiny bit lol

“Feels soft right?” Jimin chuckles behind you, playful smirk on his lips when he sees the way your fingers grip the leather seat of his new bike. “It’s high quality leather.”

You know he’s just teasing, knowing you don’t actually give a damn about the quality of leather, but you don’t have it in you to bite back with some quick response. Instead your face comes to rest on the same material, cool against your cheek as you moan out a slur that sounds like his name. 

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the secret beneath our stars | jeon jungkook (m)

Falling in love with Jeon Jungkook was everything you’ve ever dreamed of and more, but maybe it was exactly that: a dream so blissful and comforting that it was too good to be true, something that could all disappear when the night changes to day, and your eyes open again.

Or, making a marriage pact with your best friend was supposed to instill a sense of hope for you, so why does this hurt you more than it should?

— pairing: jeon jungkook | female reader — genre: one-shot, college au, friends to lovers au — length: ~13.1k — rating: 18+ — contains: angst, explicit smut (pet names, dirty talk, fingering, marking, cum-eating, overstimulation, penetrative soft sex), alcohol consumption, brief moments of underaged drinking, slow burn, mutual pining, feelings of inadequacy, strong language. — soundtrack: “lost stars” by jungkook (cover) | “night changes” by one direction | “never not” by lauv | …and more!

author’s note: my inspiration has jumped around a lot since I first started writing this fic, but I can confidently say that jungkook’s cover of “lost stars” was my main source of inspiration and has tremendously helped me solidify the events in this fic. not to mention his cover of this gorgeous song always makes me cry! I’m really glad I get to express my love for it in a different medium.

I also want to thank @jungkxook​ for letting me scream into her dms about this concept and for not saying anything while I clown myself for crawling back to my first love jungkook after I vowed to become a taehyung ult <3 I hope you guys enjoy the read! please let me know what you think!

Throughout your short time on Earth, you find it hard to choose a memory that’s worth holding close to your heart. Sure, there were the golden days of your youth up until you started expanding your guileless horizon at the tender age of seven, but when the best moments of your life were the ones you don’t remember, it just didn’t make sense to count them.

You doubt that anyone in their right mind would think fondly back to their days of youth, and if they did, those greatest memories definitely didn’t take place in school. Who would want to look back at the time that their classmate bullied them out of taking the last swing on the playground, or that one embarrassing thing they did in fifth grade, or when the popular kids would make fun of an aspect of someone that was out of their control?

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Saturday Night Fever (M) | JHS

Author: jin-fizz [masterlist]

Genre: smut, fluff, angst, E2L

Pairing: fuckboy!hoseok/dancer!hoseok x reader

Rating: M/NSFW

Summary: On a day you think things can’t get any worse, your classroom enemy Jung Hoseok, who also happens to be the university’s darling dance captain, decides it’s a good idea to humiliate you. You blow off some steam by doing a little dancing in your room the next day–little do you know, a certain someone has a clear view of your private session.

Warnings: angst in the form of extreme frustration and feelings of humiliation (unintentionally caused, just–you’ll see), swearing (just assume all of my fics have curse words), using alcohol as a problem-solver, probably bad smut (don’t complain, this is the first smut i’ve ever written) containing: boners, slight twerking (does that deserve a warning? whatever), slight voyeurism, masturbation (m), a single cock slap, dry humping, dirty talk, switch!reader, switch!hoseok, oral (m receiving), unprotected sex (but seriously, you wouldn’t eat a peeled banana if you didn’t know where it’d been), creampie, aftercare,  hair-rippingly inaccurate description of waking up from a single alarm instead of twelve

Word Count: 11,500 exactly, wow

(A/N): wow, this was a lot longer and harder to write than I thought it would be. this is the first oneshot I’ve ever written and certainly my longest story so far, and boy did I forget how hard it is to write stuff the way it appears in your head. Who knew it was so hard to describe disco dancing? lmao. a lot of anecdotes in here are, unsurprisingly, based on my own life (see: elementary school story) and i dare you to try to figure out what else lmao. Anyhoo ~ enjoy this classic enemies to lovers trope featuring none other than our darling dance king, Jung Hoseok.

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Your alarm jolts you awake unceremoniously. You let out a frustrated groan and reach blindly for your phone to shut off the obnoxious noise, hand smacking several empty spots on the desk next to your bed before finally landing on the device.

You manage to turn the alarm off before dragging the phone to your face and unlocking it, only for your eyes to squeeze shut involuntarily due to the brightness. Having just barely managed to keep yourself from dropping the phone on your face, you pull yourself up into a sitting position with another groan and try again. This time you can actually see the screen, and the date that greets you draws out a groan louder than the rest: it is a Tuesday, the first of two days a week you share a class with Jung Hoseok. 

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Hey Author! This fic was recommended to our network by a reader. They said this about your story:

It's a really fun story which has the perfect balance of fluff, angst and smut. I enjoyed reading this Hoseok characterisation because, although he was really bothering her in the beginning, he admits his mistakes and apologizes. I also loved how their relationship progresses afterwards and the smut scenes.

                     ❪  💜  MASTERLIST :  ❫  angels & airwaves

He’s never met you but you know how he sounds when he wakes up from a nap and his greatest fears.  You know the way he sings after a shower and that he could be mistaken for a dying seal when he’s laughing too hard.  The best part?  You don’t judge him for any of it - including the fact he’s a filthy Widow main.  He might just love you. 

alt summary.  Jeon Jungkook has a big fat crush on a girl he’s never met.

pairing.  gamer!jjk x named f!reader.

genre + rating.  idol!au.  mainly fluff (like so much fluff it’s insane), some crack, and a bit of smut at the end.  general with explicit chapters (*) marked. 

tags / warnings.  long-distance relationship, crushes, happy endings, gaming, strangers to lovers, friends to lovers, overwatch, oral (f receiving), fingering, enough sweetness you’ll get cavities.

wc.  14.6k main story (complete).  29.2k total.

author note.  n/a.

Hey Readers! This fic was recommended to our network by the author. They said this about their story:

it's probably my favourite fic i've ever written, because it's sweet and soft and explores the whole idea of like... how you can know/love someone without really knowing them in the physical sense. i think that's a super lovely thing, especially in a time of covid, where we're all so separated by distance but we can still make these connections with people across the world. also, this kook is just so soft and sweet and a hopeless romantic and tbh, it has spawned a lot of love from my readers so i think it's something worth reading, even if it's not exactly a whirlwind love story or drama/excitement filled. it's the comforting blanket you reach for when you want something to remind you that anything is possible.