All The Things I Hate About You

All the things I hate about you

↠ PAIRING: JHS x reader (f)

↠ WORDS: 1.6K

↠ GENRE: smut, office AU, E2L

↠ RATING: explicit (18+)

↠ SYNOPSIS: There are a lot of things you hate about Hoseok, but he’s determined to change that.

↠ WARNINGS: pwp, sex in a public work bathroom, Hoseok has platinum hair (yes that should come with a warning), oral (f receiving), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), dirty talk, snarky banter during sex, they’re bad at feelings

↠ A/N: This is a drabble for the BTS Summer Bingo Event @bangtanwritingbingo with the prompt ‘Jung Hoseok’. A big shoutout to my fellow Hobi’s Hoes: the lovely Hope @hobi-gif for challenging me and beta reading this piece, and Ana @xjoonchildx for always being such a wonderful supporter. Love you ladies, this one’s for you!

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It’s there, somewhere at the back of your mind—fuzzy, out-of-focus, the letters bleeding out like ink on paper: a list of all the things you hate about Jung Hoseok.

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Last November (M)

title: last november (m) post date: december 14th, 2020, 8pm est  ⤷ revamped/extended: march 27th, 2021, 10pm est pairing: seokjin x reader(f) genre: angst, smut, exes to lovers au summary: you two broke up on good terms. even seeing each other on your friends’ yearly end-of-november trip was never awkward. so why did this trip feel so different? and why does it feel like the end of something that wasn’t even there in the first place? warnings: angst, bad puns and jokes, mutual pining, light dom/sub undertones, oral sex (m/f receiving), nipple play, hair-pulling, choking, rough sex, unprotected sex (pls be responsible!), dirty talk, spanking, creampie, seokjin is a consent king, did i say angst?, did i also say bad puns and jokes? mobile users: alt link if this doesn’t open in tumblr ➛ AO3 word count: 23.7k 24.7k !!

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On the last Friday of every November, your group of friends piled into two cars and set off into the mountains. 

Ever since you all graduated from high school years ago, everyone branched off into their individual, intricate walks of life. Different towns, different jobs, different social circles. 

But before those grand adventures started, each of you promised one thing: a yearly trip to keep the friendship alive.

This time around, you happened to be in the “decidedly more fun” car as Jimin, Taehyung, and your longtime friend Rin jammed the backseat with singing and road trip games. Since Seokjin took driver, you claimed navigator, leaving the front of the vehicle a bit muted compared to the other half. Which was fine - you always loved relaxing on the sidelines while your friends played with chaos and hilarity. 

Namjoon kept you company from time to time, too, so you weren’t completely alone in your preferred space.  

The only thing that could’ve made the ride awkward was if you and Seokjin were on bad terms. 

It wasn’t every day you found yourself sitting beside your ex, after all. 

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In a World Full of Roses —(m) 18+

⤏ pairing: hoseok x reader

⤏ rating: 18+

⤏ word count: 1.3k

⤏ genre/warnings: friends to lovers au, established relationships, hurt/ comfort, implied/mentions of sex & trauma, therapy session, fluff, happy ending

I’m lost in heaven. His body taking me to places I never knew existed. We explore each other, our hands and mouths discovering every inch of our skin. I let out a moan as he enters me, slowly, stretching me out so deliciously.

He’s gentle with me at first. He knows I haven’t been with anyone in such a long time, but once I feel him inside of me, I need more. I need to feel all of him.

He hooks my leg over his arm as his pace quickens, his eyes never leaving mine as he does this. I’m scared of what I see in them.

Love.

I see love in his eyes and that terrifies me, but the pleasure he makes me feel in this moment, keeps those thoughts at bay as my abdomen feels that pull.

He’s always looked at me like I’m his Sun, when in reality, I’m just like a young sunflower; facing the Sun as it moves across the sky.

He’s my light in the darkness, and I’m terrified that my darkness is so great, that it’ll eventually snuff out his light.

His eyes shut as I watch an orgasm rip through him. Moans ring out as I, too, gush all around his length. I feel dizzy, but so amazing. My body tingles, the haze in my mind dissipating when I feel his velvet lips on my jaw, kissing me tenderly.

I can still feel his heart beating erratically against my chest, something I could never get used to but find so mesmerizing.

I whimper when I feel the loss of his girth inside me. He caresses my cheek to sooth me and when I look up at him, he gifts me with that beautiful smile I love.

Love.

There’s that word again. I can tell he wants to say it but he restrains himself because he knows I’m not ready to hear it yet. He knows me like no other. He knows me better than I know myself sometimes and I still can’t give myself to him fully.

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Urban Cowgirl (M) | KSJ

Author: jinfizz [masterlist]

Genre: smut, fluff, established relationship

Pairing: soft dom!seokjin x sub!reader

Rating: M, NSFW

Summary: Jin never needs a reason to spoil you in the bedroom, but this time he’s got special plans to take you on an extra wild ride.

Warnings: bdsm themes (i guess), use of a blindfold, jin is a whole man, oral (f&m), cumplay, overstimulation, use of a ~mystery toy~ (there’s a link and a picture in the fic, so don’t read this in public lmao), did i mention overstimulation, bratty behavior, unprotected sex, marking, unrealistically simultanous orgasms, tooth rotting fluff and aftercare, jin is the sweetest dom in the world, 3 pairs of i love you’s within 1k and i’m not even remotely sorry

Word Count: 8.2k

(A/N): Here is (finally) my contribution for @wwilloww’s commission for the Army for AAPI Justice and Advocacy project run by @armyadvocates. I deeply apologize for how long it took me to get this out. I really hope you like it, love.

The prompt was as follows: Wordcount: 3k Pairing: Seokjin x character of your choice Summary: Smut. Dom Seokjin has a new toy he wants to show off. Would love to see cumplay + marking + soft words of affirmation. Someone gets pushed onto a bed. Pls include either a reference to, discussion about, or explicit aftercare!

p.s. may also have accidentally discovered my own sensory deprivation kink while writing this lmao. And thank you to @sahmfanficbts for reading this literally right after I finished and catching my lust-induced mistakes :3

The blindfold is soft against your skin as Seokjin leads you to the bedroom. 

At least that’s where you assume he’s leading you. Where else would you be going after he removed his own silk tie from around his neck, dragged it over your skin, and secured it over your eyes? What other destination would he have in mind, given the glimpse you caught of the tent in his sleek dress pants?

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love; always | jhs (m)

A/N: written as fulfillment for the june house game at @bangtansorciere   ❂ A Summer Night’s Dream       ⁂ Hosted by: Professor Dove @dulcetvk through @bangtansorciere AU Type: Long & Luminous (soulmates au) Themes: Pen-pals, Reincarnation, Pining Kinks: biting, marking, scratching, spanking, fingering, cunnilingus, edging, face riding, sex toy usage, exhibitionism, praise kink

↝ Creative Content Contributor: @jamaisjoons​ who created this amazing moodboard isnt it so gorgeous, i cry ;~~; ↝ Pairing: Hoseok x Reader (oc; female) ↝ Genre: soulmate au; reincarnation au; pen-pals; letters au; romance; angst; immense pining; smut ↝ Rating: NC-17 ↝ Summary: At the start of quarantine, you signed up for a pen-pal website to keep yourself occupied during the pandemic. Jung Hoseok’s name stood out to you, for reasons you assumed were insignificant. Over the next year, as your relationship develops, you both come to realize this is not the first time you have exchanged letters, it is not the first time you have loved him, and it very likely will not be the last. Told in a series of letters throughout time, this is the story of a love that has endured throughout history. ↝ Warnings: explicit sexual references; explicit sexual discussions; dirty talk; explicit discussions of: biting, marking, spanking, face riding, fingering (f receiving), cunnilingus, exhibitionism, clit biting, crying, hair pulling, very light breast play, slight pain kink, edging; light dom x sub themes; explicit use of sex toys; praise kink ↝ Word Count: 7.3K        ↝ special thank you to @jamaisjoons​ and @kithtaehyung​ for reading parts of this and being so encouraging! 

July 3, 1902

My Sparrow,

Your letter arrived on Sunday and I have since spent the passage of time between then (the moment my hands clutched the thick wrapping of the envelope) and now (the moment in which I am sitting on my bed and I am remembering you, a version of you, a day in Paris when you wore pink and gold and you held my hand along the Seine) revisiting the distance between the words you wrote. The letters were so carefully structured, I ran my nail over the shape of my name over and over, certain the ink would erode beneath my fervent caress. I often wonder if you mean to make me crave you with such impressive magnitude, my own pathetic attempts to place blame for my inexcusable longing for you. But even as I think on you, and us, and the memory of your every name in my mouth, it seems all I ever manage is the distinct feeling that you pervade my very existence. 

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First Love, Last Love (M)

title: first love, last love posted: january 19th, 2021, 7pm est pairing: bad boy pianist!yoongi x university!reader(f) genre: angst, smut; opposites to lovers, high school/university au summary: after the most pivotal moment in your life, you never thought you would ever see him again. years later, you cross paths in the last place you ever imagined him to be. was this the universe giving you a second chance? or were you destined to repeat the same mistakes you fought hard to forget? warnings: alcohol, house parties, rough sex, dom/sub undertones, choking, hair-pulling, oral (m/f rec), fingering, penetration, unprotected sex (pls be responsible!), dirty talk, gagging with a tie, creampie, nipple play, public sex (kinda?), edging, denied orgasms, doggy-style, cowgirl, overstimulation, min yoongi in mf general notes: thank you to @sketchguk, @softyoongiionly, and @yoonjinkooked (and honestly the rest of the @bangtansorciere network) for being incredible hype ppl! and @bangtantaegi​ this is filthy yoongi smut, what can i say?? mobile users: alt link if this doesn’t open in tumblr ➛ ao3 word count: 33.5k !! (omg i am so sorry, you can yell at me)

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What does it look like when an artist’s passion dies? 

You imagined an unfinished painting, the canvas collecting dust in a corner amongst rusting paint pots and hardened brushes. Or an abandoned instrument case shoved into the back of a closet, sheet music stuffed in binders stuffed in boxes stuffed in the attic. The arts no longer spoke, danced, comforted. What was once a technicolor ocean of imagination now resembled an ugly, dried sludge of doubts and fears and excuses to find another path. Society’s standard path. One with a more stable lifestyle and greater number of career choices. 

No matter what you pictured, it was nothing compared to what you were witnessing. The world before you swam in your vision: the imposing, dark monster of a grand piano swallowing its prey whole. And the victim didn’t fight back - not even for a moment. They let it consume them under the blinding spotlight, a feasting on full display. They knew this was the close, proverbial wings folding around their slumped form in surrender.

The entire room held its breath, but inside you a storm raged so harshly that you wouldn’t be surprised if people could hear your thundering pleas. 

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