Something About Him Makes You Flounder For Words In A Language That Has Become More Familiar Than The

“something about him makes you flounder for words in a language that has become more familiar than the sound of your own name.” 

Cha, I know that you said that this drabble was just something “random,” but to me, it is so much more than that. 

Whenever I come across a piece of yours, I always find myself startled by the way you write. By the way you touch my heart and pull on its strings. Every word of yours is something to be cherished. Held. Remembered for time. You make me want to reflect upon everything, and this is no different. 

You make falling and being in love feel so free. So light. It’s like the refreshing feeling of the morning when you’re laying in bed, and your mind is clear, and the oncomings of the day haven’t settled yet. It’s peaceful. Quiet. Soft. Comforting. Bright and brilliant. Everything that you would associate with that time of day, and I can understand why the title of this drabble fits so harmoniously. I love the way that Seokjin and the main character express their love. Even though this was only a drabble, I felt so full from not only your words but the in-between. The things that aren’t there, but you feel deeply inside even so. 

Thank you so much, Cha for making my heart and mind feel so at ease. I adore you! Thank you, and I’m sending you so much of my love💕

on my pillow | ksj x reader (M)

pairing: seokjin x reader

rating: 18+

genre: fluff, smut

word count: 760

warnings: brief mentions of sexual situations and activities - including oral sex and penetrative sex, language. summary: you see him. you are lost for words. 6 years pass. you see him again. you are lost for words again. stuff follows.

a/n: story based completely on this particular picture. i have severe writer’s block and am struggling to finish the fics that need to be posted next week. but for now, here is a random drabble. this is for the lovely miss mai @jinpanman​ who was utterly distracted by the seokjin dicon video. ily mai.

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“Smile. We’re supposed to be happy.”

Writing reviews never get easier because I’m always stumbling on how to start these off, but hi Rain! It was only a few days ago when I was watching Alice In Borderland (a show that is so, so good and one that I highly recommend) with the thought that I could binge the entire eight episodes in a night. But then you messaged me, and all thoughts of that went away because I would let the sky fall out of my grasp if you needed me. And you send me the preview of the first scene of this story. Thank you for letting me have the chance to get a sneak peek of this, though the Kharli back then wouldn't have ever known how much this story would truly make her feel, and for that, I’m so grateful that you had me in mind. 

First, I loved the atmosphere of this story. It’s Christmas but with a little more glitz and glamour, and it felt so luxurious to just be surrounded by the world that you created. Jimin and the main character were also really interesting. They had their moments where they bickered and bantered, but I feel like there was a mutual respect deep down for each other that you see as the story went further along. For example, during the conversation with Nikita and Natacha, it was almost like Jimin was protecting her when they were talking about money and working. And vice versa when the main character swapped dinner dishes with Jimin because she remembered that he didn’t like seafood. That felt intimate even though they’re trying to work around the barriers of their relationship, but if you bring Jungkook into the picture, you see that there is a fine line between the two men and how she views them: one with logic and the other with emotion. But, what’s nice is that you see her view of them begin to swap as it nears the end and that was really beautiful to notice. 

Also, can I say that the text messages that Jungkook sent pain to my heart. You write angst so well. The moments right after Jungkook went into that room were so poignant and moving. You could tell how much Jungkook wanted her back, and how her walls were beginning to come down around him during their talk. 

And afterward, when Jimin said this:

“I’m sorry,” he murmurs as he pulls you in close, the first strings of a tango hitting the air.

“What for?”

“For putting that look on your face.”

Ooof!!

Did my heart break a little more at the ‘Still With You’ piece? Yes. Yes it did.

And did my heart completely shatter at this: 

“But what really made up my mind is what you wrote for your intro page on the firm website. That separations and divorces aren’t failures, they’re beginnings. Proof that believed in something and tried to find happiness at least once.”

A million and one times. Wait...now make that a million and two. This actually felt like a note to my younger self. A me who was caught in the middle of separating parents and had no one to turn to. I wish that she could have read this part because I think she would have been a bit more comforted and at ease. 

I can say that the ending filled and soothed the crevices of my heart and pulled the pieces back together. Thank you for this Rain, and thank you for getting me to sniffle a little. It felt nice to have these emotions pulled out of me. Thank you so much again! I'll love you and your stories until forever, and if there's something else after that, until then too💕

Warm Hands (Ice Cold Heart) | PJM {M}

for those of you who belong to the upper echelons of society, the holidays are synonymous with parties. lavish and (in your opinion) excessive gatherings — opportunities to show off what you’ve accomplished and acquired over the year. unfortunately for you, tonight’s particular celebration features two special guests: the man you thought you would be with for the rest of your life, and the man you married.

pairing: jimin x reader ft. jungkook genre: angst, fluff, light smut words: 10.7k contains: arranged marriage au, banter!, some steamy petting, and a lil bit more, second lead syndrome (oof), so many emotions a/n: this fic is part of the “Once Upon a Holiday” collab with the wonderful @underthejoon​, @fantasybangtan​, @kpopfanfictrash​​, @lamourche​​, @suga-kookiemonster​​, & @junghelioseok​​! i’ve always wanted to write an arranged marriage au, so i hope you enjoy my take on the trope. shoutout to lovelies @hobi-gif​​ & @propinqxity​​, who supported me when i needed it most 💞

“Smile. We’re supposed to be happy.”

Your husband’s voice is carefully light, a brief exhale as his lips brush the outer shell of your ear. Warmth spreads from where his palm holds the side of your waist, the fabric of your sheath dress an obviously inadequate barrier against him as you climb the elaborate stairs leading into the mansion, into the noise.

“I’m trying,” you snap back, though the attitude you want to give him is a challenge when your mouth is deliberately curved up to look genuine. Every step you take seems to further exasperate the nerves that have been buzzing in your chest and stomach since well before you arrived here for the party. The damn nerves that have been prickling at you ever since you learned a few days ago of a certain name being on the guest list for tonight.

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[Me loving Ash for the 16739301564725th time🥰❤️]

Honestly, coming back from reading ITDON to this was one of the biggest whiplashes for two reasons: 1. I had forgotten just how dark the Fractured world was, and 2. This just means that you are so damn good at writing multiple styles it’s breathtaking.

Seeing the beginning contents of chapter 2 from Yoongi’s eyes was so nice, even if the tone was on the darker end. You get to know more about where his heart lies and how he views the main character as not only a friend but someone who he cherishes in his own way. It’s a beautifully tragic moment, but you captured the emotions so well. My heart aches for the main character. For all of the characters actually in this story, but right now I just want to give her a hug. I mean, when you, “I’ll get better at blocking it out,” everything just felt so cold and dark and dull and deafening that my head started to hurt a little. I was overwhelmed with how you led up to that moment, but in the best way of course. 

I can’t wait to see how the next chapter unravels. I remember you saying that there’s a party happening, and that’s going to be so exciting and fun to read (hopefully if no one gets hurt lol). But still, either way, I know I’m going to enjoy it. Thank you so much for this treasure, Ash! I’m sending you lots and lots and lots and LOTS of love.💕

Fractured (Bonus A)

These bonus chapters are not essential to understanding the main plot of the series. However, they exist to expand upon the backstories of different characters and give insight into their relationships.

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Word Count: 1.4k

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Mafia AU, angst, fluff, (future) smut

Chapter Warnings: Mentions of guns/violence/death, unhealthy coping mechanisms

Rating: 18+

Summary: You’d always known something was strange and different about your “family,” but it wasn’t as though your environment encouraged curiosity from you. You thought you wanted to know all the answers, but nobody ever told you that the more you learned the more pieces of yourself you would leave behind.

A/N: Sorry for the long wait on the next part of this series, life has been super super hectic! I debated whether I wanted to post part 4 before or after this bonus chapter, but for the sake of characterization and the fact that I know some of you guys are interested, I decided to do this first. But don’t worry – part 4 will be coming soon regardless!

Chronologically, this chapter takes place from Yoongi’s perspective in Chapter 2. 

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He didn’t even plan to go to the gym. But for some reason, the loudest room somehow had the worst soundproofing in the entire house.

He had only gone outside for a quick breather before heading up to rest, but muffled grunts reached his ears before he made it anywhere near the stairs.

There was no question who they belonged to, and his body turned back toward the gym door before he’d even consciously decided to take a look. Not that there was ever any chance that he would leave you there alone.

He was sure you would hate that he felt the need to check on you, but he couldn’t help it. You had a habit of going too hard too fast and suffering for it later. He told himself that it was investigating for everyone’s best interest – that you had a mission at dawn, and you needed to be fully intact and rested. Not because his heart lurched at the notion of you suffering in there alone, pushing your body past its limit with that empty, lost look in your eyes.

Sneaking in without catching your attention was easy. He doubted that slipping in through the door and silently closing it behind him was even necessary. Not with the way you were going at that punching bag, your forehead glistening with sweat. He couldn’t fully see your expression from his angle, but with the way your jaw was clenched, face screwed up almost to hold back tears, he doubted you were fully present.

It wasn’t his first time finding you like this. Sometimes you’d run laps. Sometimes you’d do so many push-ups his body hurt just looking at you. Sometimes he’d even find you shooting target after target in the shooting range one building over.

But more than anything, you boxed.

You’d told him once that the repetitive sound of glove on punching bag lulled you into the best trance.

With the way your words hit him in the gut that day, perhaps he would have been better off not asking.

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Home for X’mas (JHS fluff +smut)

Pairing: Husband Idol!Hoseok x wife!reader

 Genre: Domestic Fluff, Christmas theme, SMUT, some angst, tiny mention of alcohol

 Rating: NSFW. Explicit sex and language. 🥵💋🔥

 Smut warnings: Oral (f-receiving), penetrative sex, fingering (f-receiving), some naughty happenings in a horse carriage 

 Word count: 6.8k

Summary: Hoseok has been gone for work for too long, leaving you to care for hearth and home on your own. He’s finally back in time for Christmas and has an extra special present for you. 

 A/N: Merry Christmas🎁 🎄 ﹠Happy Birthday 🥳 🎂 to Ana @xjoonchildx! Thank you for all the encouragement and love you give us. We love you right back! 😍😍😍

This fic is from all your tumblr soulmates @hobi-gif, @yeojaa​,  @snackhobi​ who have helped put it all together.

 Ana, you’re fucking hilarious and oh so smart, not to mention a total babe with great taste in clothing (Kim Namjoon for President always). I’m so glad we became friends during the wild ride that is 2020. Happy fkn birthday queen! Love Hope.

 P.S. A really really long time ago, I promised a honeymoon sex on the beach fic Ana had asked for. I spectacularly failed the first time round. They didn’t even make it off the plane on the way to their honeymoon destination. This is a small way for me to redeem myself. Ana, I hope you enjoy this! 

It’s also my tribute to all parents who often work extra hard during the holiday season either at work to get that little bit of extra income for Christmas presents or at home to make the day extra special. Nobody sees their toil behind the scenes, and yet, they still do it anyway. 

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I’ll be Home For Christmas and more…

It’s late.

You’ve folded the last load of laundry and you’re making a final round through the house.

Fussing with the last gift under the Christmas tree so that every side looks even, a thousand and one thoughts race through your mind. Will the kids like their presents this year? Have you spoiled them? Have you been too strict with them?

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So maybe, just maybe, you put on the lingerie he had bought you and wore it to a dinner with someone else. And taken a picture in the bathroom to prove it. And explained your little mishap in great detail to him.

And rightfully gotten his attention in the best way possible.

This was by far the highlight of my night, Maxi.

Hi! It’s been a while since I’ve written to you even though I literally did a day ago, but it feels a bit different when I come to you this way. My thoughts are more or less aligned with what I want to say even though internally, I’m freaking out over the masterpieces you’ve written. 

I loved this story so much, Maxi. I was actually feeling a bit down last night, and it carried over a.little bit to this morning, but it was all mainly because I was overthinking and getting lost in my own head. Even though this is a bit weird to say because this is smut, I'm honestly very glad that I read this today. It made me happy and made me feel more at ease even though everything was so intense and visual, in the best way of course.

The main character is so witty. So refreshing and so relatable in this story. They’re witty, push Namjoon’s buttons just enough to make him twitch, and he who is ever-willing to please, gives in. Eventually, and rightfully so, and definitely enough to make my cheeks tingle with a blush. God, if I could just see that look, you know, jaw clenched, cheeks hollowed and eyebrow raised in real life, I would rest peacefully. And this part:

His gaze, dragon-like with the cut of his stare and burning with the embers, locks onto you once you appear.

Wow...I had to pause for a moment when I got here because...WOW. This sentence I think perfectly encapsulated everything that I was envisioning in my head: hot, fiery, sharp, raw. Enough to make you feel vulnerable even through the other side of your screen. It pulls you in by its evocativeness. You feel the intensity of the setting right here, and it simmers deep in your bones and lingers there throughout the entirety of this story. 

The ending, the aftercare, was also so soft and sweet. It played as a reminder that no matter how intense or passionate their sex may be, pleasuring each other should always be the primary goal, and I loved how it tied everything together like a pretty bow. I love how they love each other. And the "kiss me" at the end also made my heart melt. 

You make my heart melt, Maxi. Thank you for your words. They always manage to uplift me one way or another. Thank you for writing this story. It means a lot to me even though I know that this was 97% smut. Thank you!! ILY!! And I’ll always be sending lots of my love to you💕

Cane Sugar | KNJ

Pairing: Namjoon x reader

Genre: +18, PWP, smut

Warnings/Tags: Impact play, dom!Joon, brat!reader, degredation, cane-spanking, sex, aftercare

WC: 3.5k

a/n: Inspired by those goddamn daddy long leg photos. I haven’t written smut in a while, so I’m excited to post this :D Plus it is a sub-reader, which I don’t do often. Thank you to @wwilloww​ for betareading and coming up with a name, please be my agent.

“Baby, you home?” Namjoon’s voice calls from inside the house as you enter. It floats to you on the air of nonchalance, but you know better.

He’d been waiting for you.

You grip the doorknob tight and take a deep breath before you finally close the door and let go.

You’re in trouble.

And yet, you can’t help the devilish smile that has you twisting your lips to keep it under control as you remove your shoes in the entryway. You pad lightly into the living room, hands innocently laced behind your back as you peer in only for your breath to catch in your throat.

Namjoon hadn’t changed out of his work clothes, elbows perched on his crossed legs and hands folded neatly on his chin. His gaze, dragon-like with the cut of his stare and burning with the embers, locks onto you once you appear. He recrosses his long legs, his slacks stretching and the shine of his shoes catching in the low lamp light, and you notice something caught across his lap.

A cane.

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Wrapped Together (M)

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader Word Count: 18K Rating: M Genre: Christmas AU, Romance, Drama  Warnings: Protected sex, oral (m. rec.), referenced illness/death of parent, swearing, classism. Summary: Despite your best efforts to keep your head down, to self-preserve and endure what will no doubt be the worst Christmas of your life, you are still roped into volunteering for the hospital’s annual gift wrap fundraiser. The enticing factor that lured you out? The promise of a new shift partner, Kim Namjoon. Though your first day together starts off with a slight miscalculation of his skills for wrapping, he soon becomes your essential ally in the fight to get through this lonely holiday season.

| Secret Santa Collab | My Masterlist |

A/N: A big thank you to @kimtaehyunq​ for asking me to join her Secret Santa Christmas Collab, this was my first collab ever and I absolutely loved it. And of course to my beta readers @m00nchild-shi​ and @ladyartemesia​ thank you for helping me gain the courage to post this. I hope that this fic is able to bring a bit of comfort to those celebrating the holidays a little differently this year, so please enjoy!

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-5 Weeks Until Christmas-

Amidst the chatter of the office, a dull rumble reaches your ears and vibrates the desk beneath your fingers, waking you from the repetitive haze of your hundredth call report. The moment of confusion switches to frantic action when your brain finally catches on and recognizes it as your own personal phone. Scurrying through your purse, you nab it just in time, but after checking the caller ID you desperately wish you hadn’t. 

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