[Ana....

[Ana....

I promise I didn't forget about you. I would never forget about you.]

It has both been a week and been a week since I've read this, but I actually really wanted to take my time with this one and ensure that my thoughts were fleshed out entirely and that my thoughts were true to myself. I mean, it’s the least that I could do with everything that you have given me, so the decision to wait to write this, to hold on to this for just a little bit longer, was an easy one to make.

I actually read this a second time before I began to put my fingers to the keyboard, and one thing that I noticed was that the emotions I had when I first read this were not the same as now. Rather, they are heightened, which was really surprising for me. I think it’s just because with this story, well, with any story you write, it feels timeless in the way you express the character’s emotions. From feelings of apprehension to assurance, I’m able to connect with a certain dimension of your character’s trials and tribulations no matter when I read your works, and I think that’s really beautiful. 

When I opened the link to this part, I honestly didn’t know how this chapter would start, but I guess it’s like that for everyone except the writer. But something that really captivated me was the tones of domesticity that you integrated into this part. I would say that the marks made to detail this were simple, but to me, they’re more dynamic than how they appear on the surface. You wrote that Yoongi and the main character slept in the same bed, but I’d like to think that sleeping is when one is the most vulnerable. Your body is motionless, and your mind is operating at a lower frequency than usual, however, it’s still implementing and recreating memories from the past day/week/month/year. Memories are personal and unique to each person, so just that mention of them resting in bed together was worth more than words to me. There was also another moment where Yoongi notices two toothbrushes standing right beside each other, and even though in this case he brushes it off as something “long-forgotten” and a “cheap throwaway”, it was more about the dream of him wanting something such as that. Something that holds weight in his life, and it has meaning. It’s a signature of something that could offer stability in his life, something that I think Yoongi has always wanted for himself, but he pushes down the want because he doesn’t believe that he deserves it. Or rather, he doesn’t believe that he deserves it from her. At the beginning of the series, if I remember correctly,  Yoongi made a comment about Namjoon and his wife, and Hoseok and his relationship, and I think that even though he may push down his feelings for a type of love like that, there’s only so much that you can do before it begins to bubble over and I think this is the moment where he actually comes face to face with it and slowly begins to accept it for what it is (The scene at the piano was a testament of that. Btw, I was reading some of your asks about what it would be like for them to have sex at the piano and I was cracking up!)

Anyways,

I also really love Hoseok and Yoongi’s friendship. There’s a unique brotherhood between the two of them, between all of the characters in this mafia universe to be honest, but it just stood out justalittlebitmore between those two during the Maekju scene. You see and feel how strongly they impact one another. They argue hard but love harder because they care for each other so much. Of course, you show small segments between the other characters but I feel like it's very natural and easy with them. It reminds me of the relationships that my friends have with their siblings. They would absolutely deck the absolute shit out of each other if they could some days, but they love hard and their bond is unbreakable. When Hoseok said, “Okay,” he says calmly. “So who do we have to go fuck up?”, everything just felt right at that moment, and it was a turning point where you knew that something big would happen. Something big did happen, and you see for the first time how powerful Hoseok and Yoongi are when they work together. They move in tandem with one another, and the way their energies feed off of one another when the time is needed is so chilling but so beautifully powerful it’s stunning. Also, I loved seeing the rest of the crew at the beginning. It felt almost like a family reunion, and everything felt lighter even though there was still that lingering darkness of the situation and emotions at hand, but you eased the tension a little with subtle commentary like, “No way in hell he was going to confront this scumbag looking like some kid who just fell off his skateboard” (I laughed at this part hehe).

The final few scenes of this part are what hit me the most. It was the first time when the main character really, and I mean really, took into account both sides of Yoongi. And it seems daunting at first because in a way, us readers are also having those sides of him reflected at us so vividly and in our faces, but I think that it’s pretty amazing. The juxtapositions between the two sides of Yoongi, how he will quite literally kill for the people he loves but carries a cross in his pocket. The guy who gets flustered around the main character will also make you believe that death is a mercy if you come across him the wrong way. These two sides of him both make up him. Two halves of a whole. Night and day. But even the moon can be present when the sun shines in the sky.

I’m not sure how the last chapter of this series will go. Yoongi faces the fact that there's two sides of the same coin in him, and in a way, that makes him both strong and weak. Weak only because he doubts himself a lot when it comes to the main character, and he thinks that he isn’t good enough for her, but I just wanna jump inside of my screen and just shake him by his shoulders sometimes because of that, you know? (edit: actually, I take that back. I forgot that his shoulder was still healing but you get the point) 

Ana, thank you so much for this series. For all of your stories actually. I’ve enjoyed reading your stories so much ever since I read Guilty for the first time, and I hope to continue reading and writing to you for a while. Thank you for everything! I can’t wait to see how this all wraps up. Sending you lots of love!💕

greedy | myg x reader | chapter five: do we look like recruiters to you?

summary: being a loner has never bothered yoongi until now.  until you.

pairing: yoongi x reader

genre: mafia AU, pining, eventual smut

rating: 18+

word count: 6.7K

notes:  thank you all so much for rolling with the changes to my posting schedule. it’s been a while since i posted an update and i really wanted to give you guys a chapter. plus it makes more sense, in my mind to break it out like this.  in this chapter, you’ll notice that ko starts calling OC “jagiya.” thank you to the korean reader who brought to my attention that my previous nickname for her didn’t fit as well as this one! 

anyway, you guys make me endlessly happy with your feedback on this story. i’d love to hear what you think of this chapter.  beta read by @hobi-gif​ because i would wither away without her analysis. also beta’d by the awesome @btsarmy9593​ who has been so awesome to give me her feedback. thank you to @augustbutwinter​ for the words of encouragement. and of course, the boos @ladyartemesia​ and @untaemedqueen​ pitched in to help me in this journey as well.

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Min Yoongi wakes up with a problem.  Well a few problems, actually.

The first is that he has to pee.

The second is the head-to-toe pain that starts to register the moment his sluggish brain kicks into gear.  He starts from the bottom – gingerly wiggling his toes, carefully stretching his legs – and slowly works his way up, taking mental inventory of what hurts and what doesn’t.

A lot of shit is landing on the hurts list right now.

The third problem – and perhaps the most pressing – is the problem pressing into his side right now.

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smoked peaches ↣ jhs (M)

↝ A/N: a sequel to Molotov Cocktail | because i truly could not leave these two alone ugh i love them. happy valentines day! i hope you enjoy!     ↬ DISCLAIMER: absolutely, under no circumstances should alcohol or cocktails be used in a manner such as this. food play is fun only when its safe, and cocktails dont really have any place in the bedroom. furthermore, essential oils should be used safely! ↝ Pairing: Hoseok x Reader (oc; female) ↝ Genre: established relationship au; pwp; smut; romance; fluff ↝ Summary: Three years into your relationship with Hoseok, you have learned what it means to be truly happy. With him, you are seen, understood, and adored - and not once, even despite all your flaws, has Hoseok ever asked you to change. So when Hoseok starts to become withdrawn and quiet during the brief hours you have with him at night, you assume it’s down to stress at work. You never imagined it would be this, something so much bigger than any obstacle you’ve confronted before or will again. Something that will last forever. ↝ Rating: NC-17 ↝ Warnings: explicit language; explicit sex; dom!jhs; dirty talk; food play (cocktails); unprotected sex; heavy petting; dry humping; blindfolds; biting; marking; oral (f); breast play; use of sex toys; clit biting; clit spanking; creampie; overstimulation; multiple orgasms ↝ Word Count: 14.5K ↬ written for the bon appetit collab with @jamaisjoons​ @yoonia​ and @chillingkoo​ \ thanks to @jenmyeons​ for reading parts of this and offering endless encouragement <3 

‘God, I’ve missed this.’

Pulling back from your lips, Hoseok whispers his affection with unprecedented conviction, the longing in his voice so tangible your chest tightens in the wake of it. 

Unwilling to open your eyes, you remain still, luxuriating in the feeling of his breath as it wanders over your cheeks. The cascade of warmth is a tickle that tugs at the corners of your lips, a smile of pleasure emerging at the feel of his closeness. Languidly, he presses his fingers into the nodes of your spine, seeking out the pressure points that always ignite colours behind your eyes, his touch alone giving birth to little fires beneath your skin. Eager and lonely, you lean up, searching for his lips, his mouth, his tongue; searching for more - so much more. 

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Ok THIRST NIGHT?? bitch just imagine: NAMJOON

But beefy, muscular namjoon fucking you against the shower wall, literally carrying you as he splits you in half and the filthiest shit comes out of his mouth🥵 oh and he's loud as hell too, bc why not, we love men who moan

aaaaaaaaa frick i’m literally sweating pls eye-

he’s working out again. quarantine was driving you absolutely insane, for many a reasons, one of them being namjoon taking the freedom to turn the living room into his own personal gym when you weren’t doing anything there.

it was just,,,,,absolute, pure torture. this was torture. having to look at kim namjoon, this tall, muscly, beautiful man flexing his muscles and sweating it out right in front of your own two eyes. grunting and groaning, puffing out heavy breaths and pushing back sweaty strands of hair as he barely spares you a glance.

and to top it off, he gives you that sweet, charmingly dimpled smile when he’s done. he dares to smile at you as he wipes off his dripping sweat with a towel, his biceps practically bulging through his tight short sleeve.

“i’m gonna go shower and then we can get something to eat, yeah?”

no. because the second you heard water running, any ounce of self control you ever had went flying out the window and you were speed walking to the bathroom, shirt halfway up your torso already. he makes a surprised noise when he hears the door swing open, and you can see through the glass that he pauses for a second. god, he looks amazing even through the fogged glass.

“__?”

your reply is nothing. you simply step inside and remove any articles of clothing left on before stepping into the water stream with your very much wet boyfriend, who’s currently looking at you with an amused smile, as if you didn’t look horny out of your mind with the way your eyes were swallowing him up.

it only takes you basically throwing yourself at him to get the things going. deep, scorching hot kisses have you moaning into his mouth. large hands run up and down your pliant body, and yours give his the same treatment. you’re sure the warmth you feel radiating isn’t from the water, but from his body. he was always the warmest after his workouts. you can’t help but push your body further against him, breasts pressed firmly into his torso, feeling his cock getting harder and pressing further into your tummy.

“fuck me,” you gasp into his mouth when both his hands squeeze your ass so harshly your nails involuntarily dig into his chest. “fuck me, joonie.”

pressed against the shower wall is how you find yourself. he goes so deep it feels like he’s splitting you in half, it’s how it always feels with him, but that’s what’s so good about it. that stretch, that burn, you never thought it could hurt so good until you got with kim namjoon.

“fuck baby,” he grunts as he goes deeper. you whimper, head falling back against the cold tile. head buried in your neck now, he breathes heavily as he adjusts his feet to steady himself before beginning to move. “shit. i wanna fuck you so hard.” he’s going so slow and it makes you wanna scream but for the wrong reasons.

“then do it,” you whine. your nails dig into the back of his neck when he bites harshly. “fuck me as hard as you want.”

it boggles your mind sometimes how namjoon managed to turn from a rather lanky, tall dude to a buff man who fucks you against the shower wall with a surprising amount of ease. legs tucked into the crook of his elbows, he presses you into the wall, pushes his hips back and drives his cock back into your cunt so hard that a cry slips past your parted lips.

“you’re so fucking sexy, baby,” he groans. his hips piston so fast against yours. your moans grow louder and louder as the sounds of your bodies colliding resonates alongside with the water hitting the ground. “always so hungry for my cock.”

“f—fuck-“ you hiccup, eyes rolling back.

“yeah? like that?” his voice gets deeper as he presses further into you and slows down. his balls press against your ass and your hands snap up to grab onto his shoulders, slipping down the slippery, smooth skin.

“yes. i love it. i love it j-joonie—fuck!”

he moans so loud it makes your pussy clench around him involuntarily, which causes him to moan again. he sounds so good.

“fuck-“ he moans. “your pussy’s so fucking good. i love it. i could fuck you all day.”

he goes harder and you squeal. “joonie!” he goes even harder and no words leave your mouth, all you can do is cry out weakly as your breath is fucked out of you.

“fuck. fuckkkk your cunt is squeezing me so hard. jesus fuck—cum on my cock,” he moans and groans. large palms grip onto your ass tightly and goes faster, harder. “fuck, come on daddy’s cock, baby. come on.”

it takes only that one word for you to lose your breath as your pussy clenches around him, body twitching in his hold as you cum over his cock. he sounds euphoric, moaning into your ear over and over, his deep voice echoing in the shower as he empties his cum inside of you.

“shit,” you breathe out with a breathless giggle.

“yeah,” he giggles back. “we should probably get out and get dried up.”

“wait, no,” you wrap your weak arms around his neck before he could set you down and bring him into a soft kiss. “don’t put me down yet, i don’t think i can walk.”

he only laughs loudly and holds onto you tighter.

[An intensified “Rain….”]

Hi Rain,

Thank you for not making me feel so lonely this Valentine’s Day (edit: now that I’m rereading this, this sounds so sad omg😂). But, for the coupled-less Kharli here, this was really sweet (but also very, very hot). I love pilot Hoseok, but not as much as how far along my love for you spands!! 

Thank you for this again, Rain! I hope that you had a wonderful Valentine’s Day. I’m sending you my heart on top of the Heart of hearts!!💕💜

Tonight | Jung Hoseok III {m}

pilot!hoseok, f2l, fluffy valentine’s day smut.

tonight, a single minute after the private jet reaches 36,000 feet in the air, your co-pilot flips on the auto and turns to you with a damnable smirk on his lips. “so,” hoseok says, spreading his legs wide so the fabric of his navy dress pants stretches across his taut thighs, inviting you to sit. “is this romantic or what?”

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Exchanging Heat (M) | KTH

Author: jin-fizz [masterlist]

Genre: fluff, smut, angst, college!au, S2L, mutual pining, slow burn

Pairing: Korean exchange/visiting student!Taehyung x (slight) tsundere!reader

Rating: M, NSFW

Summary: When your roommate drops out right before the end of the semester and leaves you high and dry for next month’s rent, you’re forced to turn to craigslist to find an absolute stranger to save you from financial ruin. The shy Korean exchange student you find to replace her seems nice enough despite the language barrier, but what will happen when the heat cuts off one fateful evening, and you’re forced to turn to each other for warmth?

Alternatively:  “I want to sleep with you.” ‘You what?”

Warnings: swearing (of course), misunderstandings because i’m contractually obligated, angst (but it’s mostly angst related to those misunderstandings and you already know there’s gonna be a happy ending so suck it up), mean people, pining, self-blaming, dry humping, really cold weather, lots of swearing, more dry humping, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex (this is fiction, people), creampie, cockwarming, aftecare, so much fluff

Word Count: 25.1k (*nervous laugh*)

(A/N): ok 3 things:

y’all, i’ve been sitting on this idea forever and frankly had a REALLY hard time getting this one out. nonetheless, i still had fun writing it and i finally got the hang of tumblr tags, so hopefully more people than ever will be able to see this and (ideally) enjoy it. 

This fic features a Brooklyn Nine-Nine reference that is not insignificant to the plot. If you haven’t watched that show, what are you even doing? Go! Shoo! Watch it Right Now!

⚠️ The timestamps at the beginning of each section refer to the present: some sections may begin with a reference to the past, but the timestamp refers to when the story resumes in present tense.

Tuesday, November 26, 8:26 a.m.

“You’re what?!”

“I just told you, I’m dropping out,” your roommate enunciates each word slowly, inspecting her nails. “Keep up.”

“Kat, you bitch, I didn’t mean that part,” you fume from your seat on the couch, pinching the bridge of your nose (you resist the urge to address her with even more colorful language) before continuing. “I was referring to the part where you’re leaving tomorrow? In the middle of the semester? What about next month’s rent?!”

“Yeah… my parents really wanted me to move back asap, so they” –she makes air-quotes with her fingers– “‘don’t have to keep paying for something they’re not getting anymore.’ Sorry,” she shrugs.

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It was hard to look away from him in this position, naked, sweaty, his firm body exposed for you to touch, lick, tease, use. You liked this feeling, even though you’ve never experienced it before. Is that how he felt all those times he got to play with you?

I've never had sex before. I’m not particularly in a rush to have it anyways, but I know and understand how fulfilling it can be when you have a deep trust with someone you care about.

Even though this piece was filled with really intense smut (and god do I mean gut searing), I couldn't help but be drawn to the underlying reasons for why it was written like this. To have a main character who didn’t have the best relationships with men, but with Jungkook, she felt comfortable enough to break down her walls around him. To take back something that was stolen from her because of previous men (scratch that) boys. It's empowering to have that sense of control not only over someone else but for yourself. And I think that's what made this story a bit more personal, at least for me, and I could feel how confident the main character was even though it was her first time playing that role. It radiated off her so strongly, and I absolutely adored this piece with all of these things taken into account. I’m glad that she has someone like Jungkook in her life now, and I’ll be rooting for them.

Thank you so much Dee for not only this story but for all of your other ones. I really enjoyed reading this! I hope that you’ve been well and I’ll be sending you lots of love💕

BOUND

ASK: Imagine Koo on his knees in front of you so that you can bury your fingers in his now blonde hair and pull his head back so he looks all vulnerable and ready to be devoured by you with his throat exposed. Oh, did I mention that his hands are tied behind his back in red silk and you stripped him of his shirt? Have fun with that mental image!

word count: 3.1k genre: smut, bdsm (kind of) warnings: mature themes, intercourse, oral A/N: whoever wrote this ask, i hate you for putting this idea in my head (jk, i love you), hope you enjoy!

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