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He looks like original sin, a deadly mix of relaxation and that sharp gaze, devouring every single detail of the scene before him. And yet, despite the mask of control, you watch as each beautiful sound out of Jungkook’s mouth shoots straight through him. 

I know that I keep saying this, and you probably already know what I’m going to say, but I’m still going to say it: You and the way you do intros and lead-ins into each and every one of your chapters is phenomenal. It felt like the beginning of a movie was being played out and I could envision everything so vividly. So dowsed in intensity and heated moments. How are you able to make something so erotic and lewd so artistic and poetic. It felt like there were stars beneath my eyelids as I imagined it, everything so dreamy and enticing. But yet, the things that they were saying, the things that they were doing, were so carnal and sensual. 

It was beautiful.

And, this is small but, yay for aftercare and peeing after sex! I don’t know why, but just reading that part made me happy as I was reading it. 

One thing I love within each part so far is that embedded along with the smut are really cute and wholesome moments. That even though characters have begun to establish sexual relationships with each other, there are just scenes where it’s just them being them and expressing the love that they’ve shown pre-cabin escapades. Another things that I’ve noticed along with that is the constrast in relationships between the main character, Jimin and Jungkook, and the one that the main character has formed with Hoseok. It feels deeper when it comes to Hoseok, more “grounding”  and soulful like you said. It makes me wonder if they’ve been harboring feelings for each other for a while…

Anyways, thank you Willow a million, bazillion times. I’m really loving this series so far, and sorry if I’ve been clogging your notifications. I hope that you’ve been well! As always, my heart is yours and I’m sending you my love.💕

SH. | ot7 | chapter three

PAIRING ot7 x reader

RATING Explicit.

GENRE smut. fluff. nonidol au. wildnerness au. roommates au. friends to lovers.

SUMMARY Six months of quarantine have kept you apart. Somehow the distance sparks something new in each of you: questions, unfinished conversations, threads once chased now left cold. So when your roommate invites you to come with him to a mysterious house in the mountains with your friends, how could you even think of saying no?

WC 8.3k

TAGS: group sex. oral sex. Bondage and restraint. edging. orgasm control. praise kink. dom/sub play. voyeurism. exhibitionism. cum play. it’s messy. aftercare. Fingering. dom/sub roles outside the bedroom.

AN A week early! I hope you all enjoy this chapter. It was a real treat to write. Thank you so so so much to the incredible @thatlongspringnight​ and @hesperantha​ who not only beta read for this chapter, but who are my go-tos for planning out this monster of a series. I don’t think I would feel as confident or excited about these characters without them. They are truly angels on earth. Don’t hesitate to show them some love. 

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Somehow, you just know him.  Know who he is, beneath it all.  Under the layers of carefully crafted armour, down to a molecular level.  Jungkook supposes you recognise yourself in the shape of his structure, your own face reflected back at you when you pry his chest open to lay your head.

I was deep into some Cyberpunk gameplay when I got the notification for this, and at first, I was fine and continued on. But then, approximately seven seconds later, I realized how much I missed them. How much I loved these characters and the way they express their love to each other. And my heart began to swell and yearn for them because I missed this couple a lot more than I thought, and from then, my mind just jumped ship right to you without a single hitch. 

One thing that I really want to do is go back and read all of the drabbles that you’ve posted for this story (and by one day, I mean sometime before the year ends). It’s been something that I’ve been meaning to do and have kept in my mind for the longest, but now it’s taken a higher priority. I can’t really speak so much about their overall development since this is the only drabble that I’ve read from the original story, but something that I’ve noticed not only in DIANS but here and now is how far their relationship has come. How they’ve shaped each other. Jungkook softening the main character’s edges and her making him feel comfortable enough to let his heart grow thrice as large. To love freely, unconditionally, endlessly. It’s breathtaking, really, once I sat and pondered a little bit over your words. It’s actually making me a bit emotional now that I’m typing this. But I realized how much I would like a love like theirs one day. One that is crafted in harmony and adornment and devotion. Though not today. Nor tomorrow. Or the next. But like, one day.

Thank you so much Erin for making me feel this way. I didn’t think that I would turn out to be super soft and moved after reading this, but I’ll accept it gratefully. I’m sending you lots and lots and lots and lots of love Erin. I hope that you’ve been well. 💕

wherever i’m with you.

[ read devil in a new suit ]

pairing.  jjk x f!reader.  rating.  mature.  tags.  kook is just really really in love.  also some light smut.  wc. 1.3k.  beta reader.  duhhhh, it’s @hobi-gif​.  author note.  i had two ask requests for more devil drabbles but… when i tried to answer them, the asks disappeared. i am so sorry. @_@ anyway, i’m really into super soft stuff lately so… enjoy the fluff! 

Jeon Jungkook enjoys a lot of things.  Playing music far too loudly in the car, going for night drives that feel as if they’re never long enough, receiving praise from his mother and father, seeing you in the skimpiest lingerie money can buy.  He likes runny egg yolks and perfectly crisp potatoes, samgyupsal and lettuce dipped in ssamjang at two in the morning.  Wasting too much time in the shower and tracking kisses over your wrist when you’re watching television shows you spend too long arguing over. 

He thinks he’s a simple man, someone who finds beauty in the little things.  Someone who appreciates the moments in between, the befores and afters of the great big crescendos. 

Now, for instance, as you’re half-asleep and lovely in his arms, curled against his chest like a cat.  Hair askew, makeup worse for wear, skin sweat-slick and intoxicating.  So warm in his arms that it’s as if he’s holding the sun, somehow having managed to trap all the light in the galaxy in this piece of paradise.

“Stop staring.”  

He hadn’t realised he had been.  Also hadn’t realised you’d noticed. (Frankly isn’t sure how you had, considering your face is buried against his pec, remnants of your lipstick staining his skin in the prettiest mosaic.  A piece of artwork he’d like to keep forever.)

“I-I’m not,”  he says, stutters, uncertain and flustered and so in love it makes his head spin, pulse thundering in his ears at being caught.

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He pulls closer instinctively;  you don’t even need to say anything. 

Hi Erin,

I know I literally was just here, like in your messages here and earlier this week, but I hope you’ve been well and have had a lovely Christmas if you celebrate it.

To be honest, I don’t have much to say about this story, but I am really thankful that you wrote this. I think that’s the beauty of comfort fics. When you’re fine, then it’s like an extra hug or someone to remind you that “hey, I’m here for you.” But if you’re not fine, then it’s nice to know that you have someone or something to help you cope. To remind you that it’s okay and that there will always be someone who is watching over you even during your lowest moments. I’m glad that the main character had someone like Jungkook to be there for her.

Erin, ily! Thank you so much for this. It was warming to read, and maybe one day if I’m feeling low, I’ll return to this to remind myself that I’ll never be alone. And I’ll always be there for you too! I’m sending you lots of love and hugs Erin💕

blue and grey.

pairing.  jjk x reader.  rating.  general.  tags.  none, really.  just a short comfort fic inspired by my comfort song.  wc. 0.6k.  beta reader.  all of my mistakes are my own lmao.  author note.  i am baaack!  and ofc, i have to kick off my return with some sadness.  🤠

He finds you like this:  curled up in bed, wrapped so snug it’s more of a cocoon than anything else, with the stuffed rabbit he’d gotten you throttled in the iron shackle your arms.  There’s something playing quietly through the speakers of your laptop, screen dimmed, words unintelligible.  You barely register his presence, stare trained on some indiscernible point against the far wall. 

It’d be perfectly fine - if it weren’t just past noon on a Friday and you weren’t supposed to be at work. 

Instead, it’s the last piece of the puzzle, knocking his entire world off its axis, sending it on a downward spiral and him right there alongside you. 

He slips in beside you, carefully peeling off his socks and pants, leaving them in a discarded pile by the foot of the bed.  The worn fabric of his sweater follows, pulled over his head in the same motion as his shirt.  (He’ll deal with all of his clothes later - toss them into the laundry hamper or hang them up as needed.)  

As expected, your acknowledgment is weak, the barest adjustment of your body to allow him into the space you both call his. 

“You okay?”  It’s not a question that begs an answer.  Still, he poses it gentle as can be, depositing the words into the linen that holds you close. 

There’s no response, just one hand that creeps out from its hiding spot and curls tight over his, warm palm pressed to the back of his hand, fingers weaving between his own.  He pulls closer instinctively;  you don’t even need to say anything.  

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“You’re so pretty,” he breathes against your lips, and you know he believes it with the entirety of his big, mushy heart. You couldn’t feel (and look, for that matter) more like a bedraggled rat in the morning, with your eyes crusty and your cheek stippled by a wrinkle in the pillowcase. But Jungkook strokes your cheeks with his thumbs and plants kisses on both of your eyelids, and you sigh, curling into his familiar, comforting warmth.

I actually really like that line even though I chuckled a bit. It was warming and comforting, and I think ‘untitled’ is the perfect title because this just lets you simply feel. 

I loved the way Jungkook loves the main character. It’s wholesome and soft, of course with the added carnality at the end, but it’s a love that I think everyone should experience at least once in their lives. 

The touch with the ring was also sweet. And it made me laugh when the mc said that she didn’t want Jungkook to propose with his dick inside of her (the effort was there though, so I can’t be upset with him at all really).

Overall, this was just an adorable read to get me settled for the night. I enjoyed reading your writing so much Lia, and I can’t wait to read more! It’s so comforting. Anyways, thank you for this. I’m sending you lots of love.

untitled. | jjk

↳ aka, i’m in my feelings about a 23yo again but what else is new.

◇ jungkook x reader ◇ smut | fluff | established relationship ◇ 1k [1/1]

notes: i wrote this on my phone as soon as i woke up this morning and it was littered with typos and unformatted as all shit so i’m gonna need u to reblog this one please thanks!!!

warnings: domestic soft lazy sex, cockwarming, jungoo is a big softie and so am i 🥺

“Good morning, baby.”

It starts slow, just as it always does. A whispered greeting and the lazy slide of a hand along the curve of your waist, trailing from your hip all the way to the swell of your cheek where he settles to pull your mouth against his.

“You’re so pretty,” he breathes against your lips, and you know he believes it with the entirety of his big, mushy heart. You couldn’t feel (and look, for that matter) more like a bedraggled rat in the morning, with your eyes crusty and your cheek stippled by a wrinkle in the pillowcase. But Jungkook strokes your cheeks with his thumbs and plants kisses on both of your eyelids, and you sigh, curling into his familiar, comforting warmth.

Ever so slowly, his kisses move southward. Jungkook trails them down and across your lips, before descending to the column of your throat and the soft spot on your clavicle. Against your thigh, his cock stiffens, and you sigh out his name when he maneuvers you atop him and settles your legs on either side of his strong thighs.

“Wanna be inside you,” he breathes, and that’s all it takes. A little lube from the bottle in the nightstand and he’s breaching your walls, the stretch just as familiar and warm as everything else about him.

“Love you,” you murmur as he rolls his hips gently, his eyes crinkling into a boyish, toothy grin as he buries himself deeper.

“Love you more,” he murmurs back, and you keen out his name when his fingers curl around your hips to keep you against him as he ruts up into your slickening cunt. It’s slow and lazy and intimate, and it’s made even more so when he spills into you and remains there, your name escaping his lips in a raspy groan as he falls limp on your shared mattress.

“I should get up and pee,” you tell him softly, when he makes no move to let you out of his ironclad grip. “Jungkook, I really—“

“You know, I started looking at rings last year.”

Jungkook says this softly, casually, as if remarking on the weather. The sky is blue, there’s a 10% chance of snow in the afternoon, and oh, I’ve been thinking about marrying you for three hundred and sixty-five days now. You want eggs for breakfast?

“Jewelry stores, online boutiques—it took months. Ring shopping is no joke. There are so many options, and cuts, and styles…” He sighs. “I didn’t know where to start.”

You’re staring at him now. There’s a crick in your neck from the way it’s uncomfortably craned, but you don’t look away. “Jungkook—“ you breathe, and you don’t know what else to say after that. Your boyfriend—soon to be fiancé?—is gazing thoughtfully up at the white stucco ceiling, the beginnings of stubble dusting his jaw like a shadow.

“But six months ago, I finally found it. The perfect ring. I’ve been keeping it in my sock drawer—“ he chuckles, “—since you never go in there and I do all the laundry, anyways.”

“Jungkook.” Your voice is stronger this time, but still hazy with disbelief and breathy with awe. Your heart feels like it’s about to pound straight through the prison of your ribcage and out into the open air, free as an uncaged bird.

He doesn’t hear you—or even if he does, he doesn’t stop. “I started carrying it around with me three months ago,” he murmurs dreamily, still addressing the ceiling with a flush beginning to creep up his cheeks. “I almost did it last month, y’know, when we were at the diner. You were wearing that yellow sweater, and you had whipped cream on your nose. And I just had this thought, like, wow, that’s my wife. I’m gonna marry her.”

“Jeon Jungkook, you are not proposing to me when your flaccid dick is inside my pussy,” you finally say when he starts reaching for the drawer of his nightstand, and Jungkook blinks, coming out of his daze at last.

“I’m not?”

You don’t know whether to laugh or groan, so you do both, the two combining into a weird little huff of air that sends a wispy tendril of his hair across his forehead. “No, you’re not,” you murmur, brushing it away and tucking it behind his ear. “It’s a little stupid, but I always imagined that we’d be outside somewhere. I mean, I’d say yes to you anytime and anywhere, and you could be wearing a garbage bag for all I care, but…” You shrug, the motion made awkward by the fact that you’re still on top of him with your legs on either side of his naked thighs, and the fact that his dick is still very much inside you. “I figured you’d be on one knee, at least. You were on both last night, so I know you don’t have any health—“

Jungkook presses two fingers to your lips to shut you up, a crinkly eyed grin creasing his face. “You want me on my knees, baby? Because I can do that. I’ll do all that and more.”

(And he does. First in the shower, after he finally releases you from his embrace, and then again when you make your way to the kitchen, breakfast all but forgotten as you grip the counter so tightly your knuckles turn white.)

(There’s a third time, too—hours later and right as you step out of the house and into the fresh snow that’s fallen sometime during the night. He’s grinning a grin so wide that you fear his cheeks might fall off, so you drop down beside him and cup them between your palms, kissing him in between all the yeses and I love yous.)

(He’s right. The ring really is perfect.)

What do you want?

To be honest, this story was a breath of life that seeped into my lungs and gave my heart a new reason to beat. I wasn’t sure what I was expecting when I first clicked the ‘Keep Reading’ button, maybe something that fit the exuberant atmosphere that Christmas brings, but this felt like winter. Biting, yet beautiful and something that constantly reminds you that no matter how far you tread through the season, spring is forever waiting on the other side. 

This story was unlike any of the others you have written, Willow. When reading it with fresh eyes, it feels mellow. Mature. Easygoing in the way we see the main character evolving and navigating through life. But the salience of it all was between the lines and hidden in the background. Slowly yet surely making itself more prominent throughout the story as its personalized glow intensified, eventually turning into something that could only be felt with the heart and interpreted by the soul. 

There were moments that gave a subtle rise to this. The moment when Jungkook told the main character, “Then keep practicing. Take what you need from life and leave the rest.”  The story about Snær and Sol, but more specifically this because I felt Jungkook and the main character resembled them a lot:

“Snær and Sol, as magical creatures themselves, knew this was not to be so. Magic itself was a living being. To tear a piece of it from the land for a single use would the magic itself, bit by bit. Instead, magic was a language. A stream to be stepped into rather than torn from. 

The way you write love as well feels like magic. It radiates its own sparkle and shimmer that seeps through the cracks of this world, making everything and everyone else feel rigid and dull and cold. The entirety of ‘Summer, 18’ was a testament of this as well as when you wrote:

“There is nothing about you that I could turn into twine to keep in my cupboard,” he sighs against your skin. “You are meant to be witnessed and held and loved — but never captured. Never named. Never made into something understandable.”

You make falling in love feel so easy and freeing and overwhelming but in the best way possible. You make me want to believe in love the way you do. The way Jungkook is constantly there for the main character makes my heart melt more than what I had ever deemed as possible. All of the: 

“I just don’t want to go alone,” you whisper, looking at him. 

“Then you won’t.” 

And this:

The words come to your lips before you even know what they really mean: “Jungkook. I don’t want to be anyone else’s. I don’t want to be anyone’s.” 

“Then—” His eyes sparkle and he grins as he searches for the words. “Then don’t be mine. I’ll be yours.” 

And you contrast that feeling of love, one that feels free and utterly unconditional, so perfectly well with the one that came under the circumstance of being committed to Namjoon. I mean sure, would Joon be a good partner for her? Absolutely. He’s stable and grounded and present. He ensures that no matter what may happen in their relationship, “I promise you I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you happy.” 

But what’s the point of wanting to free if you have someone that is going to hold you back? What’s the point of “trying” when we all know that her heart belongs to another?

The future was already foretold before the engagement announcement was even made. Before the main character said, “I-I want you to be happy, Namjoon.” because she knew that she couldn’t give Namjoon the love he deserves. Even during their kiss, there was a difference in it that made it feel not wrong, but he’s stable and grounded and present when she wants something that makes her want to defy all laws of gravity and turn orderly convection into wild and chaos. It was like trying to break through a visceral wall rather than walk on air, but nothing was more deafening as when her mom stops her from hugging Jungkook. It was like the world had stopped spinning on its axis for a moment in time, but it was enough to make you feel it and the resonant silence that came with it. It was a beautiful juxtaposition to come across. My heart aches for Joon, but that was definitely one of my favorite memories.

Though, the part that hit close to home began when Jungkook told the main character to think smaller. It’s because I saw myself then. Someone who spends time worrying too much about the future rather than seeing what's in front of them, so it slips away. Just like that. Reading this felt nice to know that my future began in that instant. With the now. It was also at this point where I started tearing up. This with the freedom of running and feeling carefree because nothing could hold you back except with yourself. It was a powerful message to say the least. But if that was powerful, then this felt like a final blow:

When was the last time you just — didn’t think? Just moved through the world, unbidden? 

I paused. And then I cried. For like, two minutes but it was a nice cry, and one where the emotions lingered for an extra fifteen.

This story felt more personal to me than any other. It was like a mirror and I felt so exposed and vulnerable having these things reflected back at me. It made me think. Made me feel. Made me yearn for something better. I don’t know what it is yet or for what part of my life that contents to, but when I do find it, I'll make sure to tell you thank you. And if this is going to be my last fic of 2020, I'm glad that it was this one.

Thank you so much Willow for writing such an evocative story. Also Mai!!!🥺 my baby. I smiled so big because of the cameo. Thank you Willow for being such a kind soul. A genuine friend. Someone that I’ll always look up to and feel the most comfortable expressing my emotions with. Thank you for making me become a better me. I adore you so much, my friend💕

i’ll be home | jjk

PAIRING jungkook x reader (minor namjoon x reader) 

GENRE fluff. smut. angst. fantasy!au. f2l. 

RATING explicit. 

WC 22.3k

SUMMARY When your first love, Jungkook, disappeared from your village five years ago, no one thought he would return, let alone on the night of your betrothal to another man. 

WARNINGS AND TAGS this is somewhere between fantasy and “olden days.” fem reader. pining. slow burn (i’m sorry i didn’t mean it). makeout. yes there’s some angst but i promise it has a very happy ending. world with gendered expectations. world that defies the laws of known physics. grinding. public nudity. outdoor sex. breastplay. hand job. loss of virginity. unprotected sex (don’t be stupid u don’t live in a magical world like these folks.) marking. creampie.

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He’s nothing short of a dreamboat, soft and doughy cheeks that catch the hue of the screen light, highlighting his cheekbones in a faint blue color. Imploring doe eyes blinking widely at the screen as he clicks around, narrating his confusion in a low mumble (mic still on, how cute). Dark hair— was it brown? black? the pixelated screen made it hard to tell —messily pushed away from his face.

In a time where online classes are beginning to be somewhat seen as normal, this brought a lot of comfort to the anomaly of the world state. 

Jungkook is so sweet in this. I smiled so big at his entrance. He’s someone that I feel I could have a crush on. No, I most definitely would have a big crush on him. The way he talks, his mannerism...just everything you wrote him out to be made me blush because he’s someone that could be real. He’s the guy that makes your cheeks warm off of pure innocence and friendliness. And you captured the atmosphere of college so well, especially in the state that we're still currently in. The first jitters of logging in to an online class, the scrolling on Twitter, even the surprise of the breakout rooms were such a minor detail, but it made everything feel whole and true. 

My heart is soft, and it was so comforting to read this. Thank you Yami for this. I thoroughly enjoyed reading this story and I can’t wait to read more! Sending you my love. 💕

ZOOM CALL

M E E T I N G ; O N E

summary: In a sea of black screens and faceless names, there’s one smiley boy that beams back at you through the dimly lit screen of your laptop, a tiny Jeon Jungkook (he/him) tacked to the corner of his window. warnings: jk is a ditzy little nerdy sweetheart, college crushes, social distancing -_-, use of the zoom application, EVENTUAL SMUT !!! (tags will be added to only those specific parts), 1kook Builds a Healthy Relationship (Version 2.0) ratings: M (18+) wc: 3.2k

notes: well. here we are. as always i have to thank common sense (coincidentally named rumu @kigurumu​ ) for reading this over and pointing out little details <3 after much deliberation, i have decided to post our beloved zoom jk (see origin story here) in the form of short ‘drabbles’ depicting diff zoom calls with this being The Beginning™️ so please… bare with me </3 ty to all the nice ppl who have been excited for this, luv u very much 🥺

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[This story is slowly becoming my comfort read🥺]

Yami, this part was so delightfully cute. I was actually a little scared that Jungkook wouldn't be paired with the main character, but a part of me feels like I should have known better. And I liked how it's just them two together because there’s so much opportunity for wonderful interactions that just make me want to squeal. Jungkook and the Keroppi frog made my heart soft. I actually didn’t realize what that was until I looked it up and now I can’t get it out of my head (and the fact that he manspreads….AND the chest tattoo. Goodness😭) 

I can’t wait to see how their relationship unfolds later on. This story is so good! Thank you for all of your amazing works, Yami. Sending you my heart 💕

ZOOM CALL

M E E T I N G ; T W O

SERIES MASTERLIST summary: Most notably, there’s one group project waiting for you, which leads you to Friday. Sitting at your desk, bright and early, absolutely dreading being assigned to your group. warnings: ITS A SLOW BURN OKAY…., sweetheart jk, campus crush jk, college crushes, social distancing, zoom -_-, jk owns a keroppi plush, oc thirsts over his hot bod, jk’s sweet attempts at flirting </3 he’s just 2 cute for his own good ratings: e for everyone <3 wc: 3.7k

notes: this took long bc i wrote one version but it was SO LAME u guys r lucky my friend and editor ( @kigurumu​ 🖤 ) stopped me from posting it. so then i had to reorganize my thoughts n b like girl. the ppl are waiting. get it together. anyway here’s zoom jk 😎

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He kisses you hard but soft, tongue meeting yours for the first time since you entered the room. Jungkook is not a man of words. He's silly, and a jokester, and finds it difficult to express how he's feeling. But when he kisses you, or looks at you, when he touches you, or when he makes love to you, even if it's as dirty and filthy as right now, he's always able to transmit exactly what he can't vocally.

He's telling you there's no other place he'd rather be than here, with you. 

Nana! Hi bby🥺💕

When I first saw that you were writing a sequel for Sex Education, I honestly couldn’t believe it...I mean it. Like, when I saw your announcement, I thought that you meant the Netflix show lmao! But I’m incredibly glad that I was wrong in the best way. 

Seeing how Jungkook and the main character’s relationship evolved after the first part was so endearing and lovely. Jungkook is a heartthrob. He makes my heart throb with how soft he is in how he treats her (but also I’m crying at the W.A.P comment 😂😭). And it’s not like the mc doesn’t want the same. I mean, look at this!!!!: 

"But what if I do want you to hurt me? What if I want you to fuck my mouth with no mercy until I cry and slap my face after you've cum all over it while you call me a slut?" you pause, eyes meeting his through your eyelashes. "Or viceversa."

Honestly, I choked a little when I read this because I was not expecting that. But also, yay for having healthy and open conversations about this subject because it’s definitely needed. Also, when Jungkook said, “You have been together for three months, for God's sake, but you still made his cock twitch like the first day and he's sure in twenty years you'll have the exact same effect on him.” my heart was equally both 🥵 and 🥺 because he is thinking about their longterm relationship. Add that to the fact he said that she's different which makes him love her more, but also he's more careful because of that and doesn't want to hurt her. He's a softie and I absolutely adore him. 

The conversation between Jungkook and Taehyung was so warming, even though I know it was awkward as hell at first. But the fact that Taehyung was able to set his feelings aside and be a friend to him was such a show of sweetness and humility. And the “I love you’s” were the cherry on top to sending me to tear land. 

But of course, that didn’t last too long because then I was gasping at how Jungkook took out the mc’s hair tie and began using his hand instead to hold her hair. That part shouldn’t have affected me as much as it did, but it did. And now I can’t stop thinking about it. And the whole blindfolding and over-the-lap thing….yeah….

Anyways,

I just love this couple so much. I love how they take care of each other. I love how attentive Jungkook is. I mean, during the moment when the mc said, "What if he realizes one day that I'm luckier than he is and he could be luckier with someone else?" I could completely empathize with her, but then a few moments later, you pan over to Jungkook who is mouthing, “are you okay?”  and blows a kiss to her, and I just...I just want a love like that. I’m jealous of them!

Ahh this was the sweetest thing, Nana. I adore them. Thank you for making my heart all fluttery. This was such a sweet treat. I hope that you’ve been doing well and I’m sending you lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of love 😘💕

sex education 2.0

pairing: college!au, jungkook x reader

summary: “Are you calling me boring?” Jungkook gasps dramatically, looking at you dumbfounded and visibly offended. You roll your eyes, taking a napkin and leaning forward to wipe the crumbs of garlic bread on his lips.

“First of all, don’t talk with your mouth full, you pig. Second of all,” you stop to take a sip of your coke, aware of Jungkook’s expectant eyes on you. “A little, yeah." 

wordcount: 9k

genre: smut - angst(? not rlly - fluff, like tons bc im a slut for fluff

rated: m (duh!2.0)

warnings: alcohol and weed consumption, just jk and tae being bros having bro convos, switch!reader, switch!jk, but mostly dom!jk, dirty talk, glimpses of poorly written bdsm, reader being a jealous and ‘insecure little bitch’ (her words, not mine),slapping (dont worry i tried to make it funny), how i met your mother spoilers (sorry im a gemini i spoil shit), spanking, degradation kink, back at it again with the spit kink, slight anal play, beware!of jungkook being a sweetheart, a lil mean at the end but a sweetheart nontheless.

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But that’s the point, isn’t it? To let himself feel? 

Maybe you were right, just this once.

This was really perfect to read in the morning. It was dark, rainy, quiet. Gentle noises keeping me in a tranquil state yet still managing to lull me further into comfort. I was the epitome of calm, and for several moments it felt like I was dreaming with how easy it was for me to envision everything that occurred in this story. So, it was pretty much inevitable that when the time came, I found myself tearing up before the sun had peeked through the clouds. Before I had managed to make my way out of bed and prepare for the day. It was an experience like no other, and thinking about it makes my stomach flutter with butterflies because it was such a beautiful moment, and I think that feeling will always stay with me whenever I look back at this story. 

Erin, you are beautiful. Your mind is a wonderland that I want to continuously explore because everything that you say and do is enchanting. You give me butterflies while doing the most minuscule things, and I just adore you. Sincerely, wholeheartedly, and truly. And the way you write is a reflection of that. Take the introduction for example, when Jungkook is eating and starring at the main character, but the way you describe him. The way he’s “staring at you with the biggest roundest eyes anyone’s ever seen, shining like a beacon in the night, a solar flare that eclipses everything else around it.”  makes it feel like it’s something more than words could ever describe. It’s simply poetic, and you do this more throughout the story like here:

“Because you know him so well - can read him like a book, recognise his voice in a crowd of thousands, find his smile like a star in the night sky - you take his disbelief in stride. Treat it like it’s nothing you’re not used to which, well, you aren’t.”  

And here:

A laugh that isn’t quite a laugh comes, breaches the quiet and then echoes loudly. It’s derisive, not at all the gleeful witch’s cackle Jungkook normally offers. It’s dressed in thorns and regret and cuts his throat on its way up, leaving his breath to fall into a sad little sigh. “Yeah.”

(which was so beautifully tragic when you read it in the context that it’s in)

But I think that even if I had a dictionary and learned all of the languages in the world, I wouldn’t be able to tell you how much your writing strikes home for me...how your writing is a home for me. 

The friendship between Jungkook and the main character is something that I enjoyed reading so much. I feel like they are opposites. One pushes while the other pulls. But rather than letting that deter them or cause conflict, it makes their relationship that much stronger. They can read each other like no one else, pick up on each other’s social and behavioral queues, and it’s amazing how they are able move so fluidly together. They make each other better and you see that reflected here: 

(Time. What a strange concept. Something that’d dictated the flow of his life since he was a kid. His parents had never had time, so he’d found other things to fill those gaps - recreational sports and art classes and playing tag with you. He’d had too much time in school, so he’d thrown himself into his studies, cementing himself as a top student who was just a little too cold, a little too cavalier. But not with you. No, never with you. You always had time for him - kept him grounded whenever he thought he might fly away. And now, time - or the lack thereof, yet again - had led him here.)

But also here:

He misses you. God, how he misses you.

(Since the day you’d cemented yourself as his best friend, he doesn’t think he’s gone more than a day without talking to you, more than a week without seeing you. This is fraying his nerves, leaving him needy and wrought with anxiety.)

(This is why best friends don’t date, why he’d have preferred to take his feelings to the grave.)

(I was five seconds into tearing up here but...MOOD!)

Speaking of which, I also realized how much you called me out during this story😂. Like, how you noted that routine is standard for Jungkook, it’s the same with me. (I have this 30-30-30 rule-...well, not a rule but something I've noticed when it comes to getting ready in the morning, but yeah…) And also how it’s been a while since Jungkook has dated (I never have), and how we both reside in burring ourselves in work to hide/ not face our feelings….🙃

*sighs*

Anyways, as the story continues to unfold, you begin to see how much they truly like each other. It starts slow. First at the dinner, when Jungkook is choking on his drink and the mc is rubbing on his back. I know that’s just supposed to be a helpful gesture, but there was something about it that made my heart soft. It felt intimate in a way. Especially at the end of the scene where he touches her knee and she compliments him and how he thinks, “You might not have understood his job - software engineering? what? - but you understood him and that’s what mattered.” My heart was just mush and I don’t even think that was half-way through the story. 

Next was when Jungkook was having dinner with his family after the door slam (which made my heart crack btw), but you wrote this: 

“She was busy.” It’s a lie - straight through his teeth and paired with a quick glance to the side. No one notices, though. No one’s you, after all.

It was a moment where my face kind of went like 🥺 because the weight of his words felt so heavy but in the best way even after the previous night's events. 

I have to take a pause here to just let you know how fluidly and seamlessly the scenes flowed. How the last line of one scene transitioned to the beginning of the next. If this story was made into a movie, I could only imagine the types of shots a director would use because it’s just that good. There’s also a soft elegance in this story. How you know that everyone is pretty well off, but you really don’t know it until the New Year’s Eve scene when you describe how “his heart stutter uncomfortably, stomach dropping all thirty-six stories past his feet.” The atmosphere is one that I would love to jump inside of if I ever had the chance because it feels so bright and comforting even though there’s this tinge of angst that’s lingering in the background, but it doesn’t necessarily dull the vision of it. 

Okay, rambling aside, the most integral moment that really cemented how much their friendship means to them was near the end. This entire part from here: 

“What do you want to talk about?” You’re guarded, arms crossed. All Jungkook wants to do is unfold them and bring you into his arms, tickle your sides until you’re whining and laughing and giving him the affection he suddenly craves.  

(If he’d hated the silence, he thinks he might hate this more. The two of you don’t fight. Bicker, certainly. Drive each other crazy for fun, definitely. But this antagonism that makes him feel like a stranger in his own home? This is new and awful.)

(He’s never wanted it more in his life and maybe that’s why it’s so strong now - need leaping five octaves in a single breath. It’s as if he’d been deprived all his life and now he’s had a taste and can’t help himself.)

To the kiss was so golden. 

Also, can I say that for someone who doesn’t really talk a lot about his feelings, the small inklings about his emotions are so poignant and poetically written. When Jungkook and the mc were...you know… it felt so nice to read this:

Because this doesn’t feel anything like he expects it to. It’s still too awkward and stilted, framed by fluttering, nervous laughter and a tremor in his hands he’s never dealt with before.

And then when she calls him out for staring and he’s like “You’re really pretty.” (but then he flips the switch and calls her “pretty girl”😶...I wanted to scream into my pillow).

And then finally, the ending: 

Your laughter sweeps his concerns up in its hands, folds them into neat paper cranes. It coaxes them from their hiding spots and dispels them like summer dragging over the horizon. When your hand finds his, fingers twining together - familiar, different, familiar, different - you squeeze and he swears he feels it all the way in the centre of his chest, in perfect rhythm with the erratic beat of his heart.

“We can be anything you want to be.”  

…..

“Your cousin doesn’t bat an eye, pocketing the neatly folded bills. “About time.”

Jungkook thinks so too. “

This wrapped up so beautifully. My heart is just this one big bursting ball of love and I’m giving it to you on a fluffy cloud. Thank you for making my day, from the morning when I read this to now at night, when I’m able to reflect more about everything you’ve made me feel. Thank you for being so amazing. Love you, Erin!!! 💕 (also sorry that this was so long...this wasn’t supposed to happen)

( HOLIDATING. )

In life, there are certain things that go together, two parts that make up a whole.  The sun in the sky, grandmothers and cheek kisses, chocolate when you’re sad—and you and Jeon Jungkook.  Best friends since childhood, there’s never been one without the other.  You’ve always existed this way, caught in each other’s orbit.  Parallel lines that run side by side.

But what happens when those lines finally collide?

(or:  how to lose a best friend in ten days.)

pairing.   best friend!jjk x f!reader.

genre + rating.  it’s a full course meal, baby! fluff, smut, baby angst, a bit of crack.  the smut is pretty minor but it is explicit when it comes up.

tags / warnings.  idiots to lovers, dumb ideas, jungkook is bad at feelings, slow burn, pining, oral (f receiving), this jungkook because he lives in my mind rent-free, and in vino veritas (which was my trope).

wc.  … 12.8k.  laughs in thinking this would be 5k. 

beta reader(s).  @hobi-gif​ because there’s no me without her and @coepiteamare​​ because vi is too, too good to me.

author note.  this is wiiiiildly late (lol) but is part of the rockin’ around the christmas tropes collab with the most wonderful group of women @underthejoon​​ @ladyartemesia​​ @ppersonna​​ @untaemedqueen​​ @xjoonchildx​​ and @snackhobi​​.  i hope you will check out their incredible works because they deserve all the support in the world and i am so very lucky to have been involved in this.  if you enjoy it, feedback goes a long way.  tysm!  💖💖

Jeon Jungkook is four bites into his meal when he almost chokes, the half-chewed bite of meat getting caught somewhere in the back of his throat, threatening to send him to a far too early grave.  He’s three delirious gulps of water deep when he asks you to repeat what you’ve just said, staring at you with the biggest roundest eyes anyone’s ever seen, shining like a beacon in the night, a solar flare that eclipses everything else around it.  He’s silent for a total of five seconds - or so he thinks - before he’s laughing, scoffing so loudly it disrupts Eevee, your lazy Maine Coon, and sends her bolting from her spot by his feet.  

“You’re kidding me.”  Because he can’t even begin to fathom what you’ve just said, make sense of the ludicrous suggestion you’ve made.  

This, coming from the guy who has been your best friend for the last seventeen years.  Who has known you for almost two decades and who, by sheer idiot osmosis, has been privy to every harebrained scheme you’ve ever dreamt up.  Who has, often against his will, suffered through all your crazy 4 a.m. suggestions, nodded along half-asleep as you’d prattled on and on about things that hardly made sense in the light of day but fared even worse beneath a blanket of dazed sleepiness.

(And you’d had a lot of bad ideas.  From your absurd fried chicken restaurant - where you’d use vacuum tubes to send food to people’s tables - to your non-whiteboard whiteboard desk - made for the everyday office person - he’s seen it all.  Talked you off ledges and rebuked your half-hearted requests for him to be your angel investor.

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lowkey struggling to come up with 2 more smau photos but trust I’ll have pt 2 done by the end of today 🙏🙏

(does anyone wanna be moots?)

was I stuck doing math hw for 4 and a half hours?

yes.

did it suck?

super yes.

am I prepared for the quiz tomorrow?

probably.

me after the quiz attacking tumblr with posts after posts:

guess who actually flunked their physics quiz 💔💔

(And the exams next week, gonna kms 🤞🙁)

AND WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY UGH I LOWKEY HATE EVERYTHING AND SCIENECE AND I’m not gonna make it guys and gals and nonbinary pals….

anywho I may seem desperate but does anyone have SMAU ideas???

MY ASKS ARE OPENNNN 🫶🫶

Omg can u do telling jjk guys you flunked ur exam

I need it after failing my math exam

ANY SPECIFIC CHARACTERS ANON?

😈😈

THANK YOU ALL SM FOR THE ASKS

(im fasting and lokwey so tired when I come back from school but…)

TRUST ILL GET SOME ASKS DONE THIS WEEK 🫡

sukuna, nanami (hes so AHHHHH), gojo, geto, choso, ino, n idk who else 🙏

“I flunked my exam” ꒰ঌ ໒꒱

➽ THANK YOU SM FOR 100 FOLLOWERS 🥳🎊

(Lowkey butchered nanami.. I’m sorry 🙁)

➽ Nanami, Gojo, Geto, Sukuna, Choso x gn! reader

➽ slightly suggestive (c.u.m, umm I think that’s it)

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wait are you like copying @ inmaki

like the dog stickers i noticed are the smae.?

OKAYOKAYYY UM I THINK IM NOT THE ONLY ONE..

Because I use the app MeMi for my SMAU’s and if you look at inmaki’s they probably use the same app as well. The dog stickers are built into the app for anyone to use so I decided to use those.

(Guys please I love inmaki’s SMAU’s id never 😞)

oh ok sorry.

just because the names and the styles looks similar and the text with chosos are especially similar.., i got concerned ☹️ woop

it’s okayyy 🫶

currently working on a smau 😈😈😈

gonna release something special soon

girl you’re so funny. not only in your work, but your normal posts and asks too. also, i love your work ok bye🏃🏻‍♀️💨

THANK YOU SO MUCH BOO 🙏🙏 LOVE YOU TOO 💜💜

I’ve been so preoccupied with studies so like I can’t post much but this made my day.

I’ve been going back and forth between this poem I wanna post so stay tuned