#established D/s Dream/Hob

[delta-pavonis]

Fic: there were no secrets in his fingertips

Dreamling (human AU) || Rated E || 7k words || complete

Alternate Universe (human), discussion of prior cheating, age difference (7-10 years), proDom Dream, Dom/sub, sub Hob Gadling, dom Dream, collared Hob, established D/s relationship, Endless family dynamics (only Night and Time are dipshits), Hob and Dream after you might be the answer to the sinner in me, annual Endless family holiday party, Dream's horrifying laughter, Dream is a very jealous and possessive lover, Dream grappling with his feelings, anal plug, extended anal plug use, anal sex, rough sex, rugburn, marking kink, color system, forcing lover's face into their cum, discovering a new kink, minor bit of painplay, extremely fluffy ending, tooth-rotting fluffy ending, ending so sweet it would dissolve if a raccoon tried to wash it in a stream

Sequel to you might be the answer to the sinner in me and you have to read that first or this is like nineteen different kinds of spoilers for that. Also references events in my mona lisa, so helpful to have read that, but not necessary.

The silence was broken as Epithumia–better known as Desire and the sibling who Dream has had the most contentious relationship with as of late–squealed and broke into ecstatic giggles. They flung themselves at Dream, wrapping him in a fierce hug and pressing their violently red lips to his cheek. “There he is,” Desire said as they backed away, hands trailing up to frame Dream's face, comically mushing his cheeks together until his lips puckered like a cartoon goldfish. “There is the brother I love so much. I have missed you.”

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[hardly-an-escape]

‘cause every Dreamlord’s crazy ‘bout a sharp-dressed man | chapter two finally up!

Square: C2 - Tied to a Table Rating: E Word Count: 2985 Ship(s): Dream of the Endless | Morpheus/Hob Gadling Warnings: No archive warnings apply Additional Tags: the frustrations of academic fundraising, established relationship, semi-public makeouts, this is just an excuse to lovingly describe Hob Gadling in modern formal wear, Dream and I both feel normal amounts of emotions about Hob Gadling in modern formal wear, oral sex, anal fingering, anal sex, Dream of the Endless is a horny little weasel, clothing as foreplay, teasing, very slight D/S overtones, tooth rotting fluff Summary: Hob and Dream attend a university fundraising gala, or: I saw pictures of Ferdie in a tux and blacked out. (It's taken me months and months, but the promised chapter two is here!) Read on AO3 | fill for @dreamlingbingo

“By the way, darling,” Hob said as he curled an arm around Dream’s waist against the chill of the spring air. “I’m very glad you’re enjoying my duds, but I don’t think I’ve mentioned just how ravishing you look this evening. This –” he traced a warm finger down the lacy scrollwork of Dream’s shirt, through which a glint of pale chest was visible “– this was very distracting."

The rest of the gala was interminable, but tolerable.

Dream and Hob returned to Professor Hathaway’s circle, where that irrepressible lady made only one or two jokes about their absence. They schmoozed handily with multiple donors, to the delight of the administrators.

While appetizers were being served, Hob made a brief but witty speech on behalf of the humanities department, during which everyone chuckled at the right moments while Hob avoided making eye contact with his lover, who seemed to think he could burn through the starched front of his shirt if he simply stared hard enough.

All in all, it was a fairly successful evening.

Hob thought Dream did a very good job looking increasingly peaky as they made polite conversation and finished their entrées; so, true to his promise, he made their excuses as the desserts were being carried out. Shortly after 9:00 they were standing on the corner outside the museum, waiting for a taxi.

“By the way, darling,” Hob said as he curled an arm around Dream’s waist against the chill of the spring air. “I’m very glad you’re enjoying my duds, but I don’t think I’ve mentioned just how ravishing you look this evening. This –” he traced a warm finger down the lacy scrollwork of Dream’s shirt, through which a glint of pale chest was visible “– this was very distracting. I kept having to look across the room at Christo’s horrible scarf to calm myself down.”

“Hmm. And did that work?”

“Not particularly well, no. I also want to have a word with you about this collar,” he said, and tugged at the ruffle around Dream’s neck. “It should look absolutely ridiculous and in fact it is absolutely ridiculous, but all I can think about is how pretty it’s going to look fluttering up and down when you –”

Hob was interrupted at this interesting juncture by the arrival of their taxi.

In the back of the car the two maintained a respectable, almost decorous distance. Hob allowed himself one squeeze of Dream’s velvet-clad knee as the taxi jolted through the streets of London, and then Dream tangled their fingers together on the seat between them and Hob had to swallow hard against the sudden lump in his throat.

I love him so much, I love him so much and he’s mine, he thought nonsensically. He came to my stupid work do and he’s mine. He’s the endless lord of dreams and he’s in this taxi next to me and we’re going home and he’s mine, mine, forever and ever amen.

Hob paid the taxi, of course, because Dream of the Endless was uninterested in mortal concepts such as pounds sterling and chip cards. He was much more interested in kissing Hob senseless on the stoop as he tried to fish the keys out of his messenger bag, and kissing him again on the landing of the stairs, and kissing him once more, thoroughly, just for good measure, while Hob laughed into his mouth and tried to open the door to his flat.

“Wait, wait, you loon, just let me get the bloody door open and you can have your way with me, God’s wounds…”

They tumbled finally through the door. Hob dropped his bag on the couch, flicked on the lights, and turned to meet the expected onslaught.

It didn’t come. Instead, his lover lounged against one of Hob’s floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, lips pursed, and looked him slowly up and down with a considering and hooded gaze that sent a shiver down Hob’s spine.

“What?”

“I find myself struck by sudden indecision,” said Dream.

“That’s… rare,” said Hob. “What exactly are you feeling indecisive about?”

“I cannot decide,” said Dream, pushing himself off the bookshelf and stalking toward Hob like a predatory cat, “whether to undress you slowly, and reveal every inch of you to my eyes and my hands and my mouth. Or whether to leave you dressed up just as you are and have you like this.”

“Er. Right. Do I get any input into this decision?” Hob asked.

“No.”

Dream, in front of Hob now, pushed him gently down to sit on the arm of the sofa and dropped fluidly to his knees, hands sliding up the smooth fabric on Hob’s thighs and briefly caressing the front of his pants. Hob sucked in an involuntary breath.

“Reached a conclusion already?”

“No. This is… preliminary research.”

Dream undid the button on Hob’s fly and drew the zipper down.

“Mm hm, I see. And what are you – ah!”

Dream had pushed down the waistband of Hob’s underwear just far enough to free his cock, which was rapidly gaining interest in the proceedings, and immediately licked a wide, hot stripe along the underside. He slid one hand between Hob’s legs to cup his balls and licked again slowly, from the base to the tip, swirling his tongue around the head and lapping up the drop of precum that had already gathered there.

“Oh, fuck, Dream, that feels good, love…”

Hob made to sink one hand into Dream’s hair, but Dream intercepted it and returned it to the arm of the couch.

“Ah ah, lover mine,” he admonished, brushing his lips along Hob’s cock as he spoke. “You may look, but not touch. This. Is for me.”

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green = complete, orange = WIP

tagging @notallsandmen, who's been very patient, and @acedragontype, whose lovely recent comment got me to finally post the fucking thing!

[gabessquishytum]

Bless you 🐈‍⬛ anon for going there and giving us all i d e a s. I’ve never seriously sat with sounding but uhhhh queue “I hope this doesn’t awaken something in me” meme (spoilers - it definitely woke something in me)

The thing about sounding is that it is pretty much the most direct prostate stimulation you can get. I’m gonna do a small school for a second here and assign some homework for the rest of this ask (because I don’t want OP here to get the tumblr hammer for a phallic infographic) If you’re not already very very familiar with anatomy I’m going to need you to image search a “transurethral resection of the prostate” aka a TURP procedure. Done that? Okay good, moving on. Mental pop quiz in a few paragraphs

Now I want you to imagine Hob on all fours. A sound previously inserted via the Corinthian. He’s frozen. His legs are burning and shaking from holding the position. But every movement jostles the sound along his prostate. Corinthian occasionally reaches out and flicks his cock on purpose to make Hob scream out and remind him who is in charge. Is it pleasure? Is it pain? Beats Hob. All he knows is that it’s like a live wire of sensation all at once and he wants more but he dares not move on his own.

And Dream comes back to this scene. He’s smirking at the picture the two of them make. But it’s missing something - complete fullness. And well — they’ve established that Dream owns his arse soooooo it’s no business of his if the Corinthian just happens to be using his cock at the same time. So Dream does what he does best - he fills Hob up.

Remember that image? Okay now I want you to picture each of Dream’s thrusts. Every time he is fully at the hilt his cock is pressing in on Hob’s prostate. But the sound is already there and dream can feel it massage him as he slides in and out. There is no room inside of Hob. Every thrust also moves the sound and his previous work to stay still has been thrown out with the bathwater.

And poor Hob is incoherent. This is beyond overstimulation. Hob is full in a way he never even knew he could be. He’s completely frozen clinging to Corinthian’s shoulders. The nightmare claiming his lips (biting and drawing an ever so slight amount of blood he can smear along Hob’s cheeks) and clutching his very full cock and Dream clawing marks into his hips and thrusting into his hole. If he didn’t know he couldn’t die he would swear that these two would kill him right here and now.

So uhh yeah. huh. Guess I’m into sounding now. Who knew

-🫀

🫀 anon you are an actual gift from the gods. Somehow you have educated me and made me horny simultaneously. You've also awakened my latent love for sounding. And the words phallic infographic for some reason made my day.

Anyway, back to the porn. We're taking it as written that Hob loves being full of Dream. And this? This just makes it 1000x better. He’s crying and whining and drooling all over the Corinthian and he's totally reevaluating his idea of what heaven is. The Corinthian is whispering to him all about what a bad little slut he is, and Dream is fucking into him like it's going out of style, and his cock is possibly on fire, who knows, but its good. He's never done this before, and he gets to experience it for the first time with his favourite dommy bastards, and for some reason that makes him so happy inside. He probably passes out a couple of times and Dream just... keeps going. Maybe it keeps going so long he falls asleep and they both carry on fucking him up in the dreaming.

Maybe the Corinthian lets him cum, eventually. Then again, maybe he doesn't. The choice is yours 😏 it doesn't matter to Dream, bc he gets to use his favourite little cumdump either way <3

[delta-pavonis]

*cracks knuckles* Let's do this.

CW: BDSM, established D/s relationship, Dream is jealous and a tad vengeful, voyeurism

Thanks to @mayhemspreadingguy for their support in writing this one _______________________________________

When Hob appeared in the Dreaming it was to find himself wearing the exact same suit he had worn to opening night, the one he had taken off just before crawling into bed.

As a major supporter of the Staatsoper Hamburg during its latest interior restoration, Hob had easily been able to secure private loge seating at this special season premiere of the Ballett von John Neumeier. The obscene amount of euros he was willing to pay didn’t hurt, either. 

And, because he had carefully cultivated his persona in this lifetime as a somewhat reclusive and definitely eccentric wealthy patron of the arts, no one batted a single eyelash at the fact that only two people ended up sitting in the 15-person box. 

The whole thing was an extremely exclusive event. The sets and choreography and costuming for this production of Ein Sommernachtstraum were supposed to be "peak avant-garde" and "the future of modern ballet." Therefore, unsurprisingly, the people in attendance were the elite of the elite, the upper echelons of what passed for pan-European Society today. 

And boy did Hob love fucking with them.

So as they stepped into the post-curtain reception of course Hob unbuttoned the top buttons on his black shirt, first the three holding the high collar closed, then another two beneath those, down to the top of his sternum. When he was done Dream had quirked one perfect raven's wing eyebrow at him, icy blue eyes darting down to Hob's neck once and then back. Hob felt a thrill electrify his spine as the King of Dreams tried and failed to hide his smirk behind a sip of five-thousand-euro champagne. 

And Christ on the cross… the simple act of opening his shirt to show a glimpse of his neck to the world? It was so. Fucking. Worth it. 

Nothing in the past three centuries had quite compared to watching a gaggle of goddamned British Royals realize that the man in the bespoke Burberry suit and limited run Louboutins was wearing a black leather collar from which hung a two-inch long gemstone to rival the Black Prince’s Ruby. 

Not that the collar had been the first thing to turn heads. Oh no, that honor had gone to the jewel on Hob’s arm: Dream, looking like nothing less than the distilled perfection of the masculine human form poured into a gauzy shirt, waist cincher, and black leather. Who at such a party wasn't going to notice the Platonic ideal of a leggy goth dom, in three inch heels with his tits out, pressed possessively to Hob's side?

Elegant pianist's fingers toyed with the hair at his nape and Hob realized that he could not wait for the rumors to spread. It was almost too bad that the society pages of newspapers didn’t exist anymore. 

But as the night had gone on, Dream had gotten more and more stiff, more and more sharp and unpleasant. So much so that Hob was not surprised that his lover had fled the Waking World and left him to go to bed alone.

“Like the suit, did you love?” Hob ventured as said lover stepped out of the shadows of Hob’s bedroom represented in the Dreaming. 

Dream approached on quick feet, also wearing the same outfit as earlier, heels clacking on the oak floor. He rounded on Hob with a ravenous expression. His eyes had already gone fully black and novae burst bright in their depths. 

Oh. Things were about to happen. Dream was worked up.

Hob gasped as his blazer and shirt disappeared and he was pushed to his knees by unyielding hands. “Yes.” Long fingers grabbed at the ruby nestled in the hollow of Hob’s throat. “Clearly." He tilted his head to the side, considering Hob with an unblinking stare. "It was the suit.” Dream yanked and Hob fell forward, landed on his hands, almost choking himself on the unmoving ring of leather around his neck. “That caught my eye.”

Before Hob could look up one of Dream’s boots was on his shoulder and shoving him back upright. Hob laughed up at his lover, overcome with the urge to taunt the gorgeous eldritch entity who owned him heart, body, and mind. If Dream was going to be on fire, it might as well be a right proper blaze. “Caught lots of eyes in that suit, I did.”

Dream snarled and grabbed at Hob’s hair in one hand. With a snap of his fingers, the Dream King summoned manacles, connected by a steel chain, to clamp around Hob’s wrists. The grip of the leather was tight and familiar and Hob couldn't contain his moan. "Everyone who saw you in that suit wanted you. But then you decided to show off and they all wanted to own you, too." Dream growled. "I could smell their daydreams. Taste their entitled unimaginative little fantasies. How dare anyone even think of taking what is mine."

Hob stared up in wide-eyed awe, as the fury in Dream started to cause parts of his form to blur, his hair wafting away into shadow, his shirt evaporating into the ether, his eyes bleeding out ink that did not obey gravity.

"Tonight each one of their dreams–nay, nightmares–will be to watch as I reassert my claim on you. And each person will know, in their very marrow, that they will never, ever experience love with such fervor."

The boot on Hob's shoulder dropped to press on the chain, drawing Hob's hands down, but not to the floor. When Dream let go of Hob's hair he picked up the ruby at his neck, pulled it taut. "What say you, pet? What say you to having a hundred people watch as I fuck you until you forget every name you have ever been known by? Until you no longer remember what century it is? Until you scream?"

Hob could only come up with one answer: Yes.

I just wanted to draw Dream wearing tight pants and fancy shoes... idk how this happened but it escalated quickly XD

[demigod-dems]

junghope fanfiction mistresslist

because i clearly don’t know when to stop

(previous yoonseok fanfiction mistresslist)

Before you start reaping the fruits of this list, here’s some info you should know:

- The list is made up of fanfics I have personally read and thought worth reading (I have read a lot more than these, and a lot didn’t make the cut)

- This list is in no way finished and done, it will evolve and update as I gather more fics for you to enjoy (feel free to message me new ones or some that i’ve missed)

- I’m a fluffy marshmallow and enjoy happy endings, so 99% of these fics won’t have any tragedy / death / gore and mutilation or cheating AND it won’t have any mpreg, because I am just not into it, sorry

❤ Favourites

☆ New to the list

FICS IN THE SAME SERIES CONNECTED BY BLOCKQUOTE

last updated: [19/09/2018 03:06AM]

A-D

☆ 11 Things To Do Before You Die (bucketlist, friends to lovers)

☆ 27 Kisses (Hoseok is confused)

☆ ❤ A Little Help (oh my god, just. Read it, I love it so much, WIP)

☆ ❤ A Sheep in Wolf's Clothing (A/B/O, beta Jungkook wants to be knotted)

❤  another life (wistful, nice, BonVoyage AU)

☆ An arrow to the foot and a bow to you (pretty ironic for Hoseok to shoot himself, him being a cupid)

☆ all because of you (sad hoseok, but overall uplifting fic)

❤  all tomorrow's parties (jungkook/jimin/hoseok, a common hobby, AU)

always nice to meet you (AU, ace!guk, platonic)

❤  all the world’s noise (ridiculously sweet AU)

☆ Are You Sure (you want to stay?) (Jungkook overthinks)

☆ baby, you're a caramel macchiato (fluff)

☆ Be a good baby, mr. bad boy (Jungkook is good just for Hoseok)

☆ Belt Loops (public)

Bloodflows (unplanned bath sharing with Jungkook)

Black Cat (ancient Egyptian deities, AU)

❤  bone + tissue (sex, tension, photos, AU, sssssooooo goood) 

☆ Boy Meets Boy - Boys In Luv (Hogwarts AU)

Brat (fluff)

breathe again (daddy kink)

Break Your Plans Tonight (sex worker hoseok, new gang recruit guk, smut, AU)

☆ Bunny Boy (hybrid AU, human Hoseok)

☆ Call Me Baby (Jungkook wants to be called ‘baby’ by one person only)

can you teach me how to feel real (drabble, robots/androids AU)

'cause i'm burning up, burning up for you baby (yoonkook/hoseok, pizza delivery boy AU)

☆ Come Over Here (And Overwhelm Me) (Jeongguk takes a yoga class on a lost bet)

☆ Coffee in the Morning (KookYoonseok, needy Jungkook)

☆ Creep (the famous shower incident)

crushworthy (awkward jungkook, teasing hoseok, AU)

☆ daddy’s good boy (Jungkook wins  a private skype session with camboy Hoseok)

☆ Daydream (Hoseok borrows Jungkook’s laptop and finds some personal videos, daddy kink)

❤  Dance With Me Hyung (sexual tension up to the sky)

- Pt. 2

- Pt. 3

Double Texting (AU, fluff)

Don't Say Goodnight (Don't Say Goodbye) (AU past lives)

❤  DOES/DOES NOT (both are oblivious and everyone’s frustrated, AU)

Dream Chaser (Members only, nightmare, fluff)

☆ Drip Drop (A/B/O, submissive alpha Jungkook)

E - H

even my name, knelt down inside me, asking to be spared (mentions of prev. char death, past yoonkook, mental health issues)

eventually (AU, awkward Jungkook)

❤  Fall and Recover (ONLY THE BEST JUNGHOPE AU EVER???)

❤  Go (ONLY THE SEQUEL OF THE BEST JUNGHOPE AU EVER??)

Hit Well With an Open Hand (dumbasses slapping each others butts)

☆ Faceplant (Jungkook crashes into Hoseok)

fallingforyou (short, sad)

Falling, Catching (A/B/O, knotting, mating cycles/in heat, AU)

Fever (Yoonseok/jungkook, crossdressing, smut)

☆ Five Months (very fluffy)

☆ footprint nostalgia (taehyung won’t have to go back to farming)

☆ Forever Seems Just Long Enough (Jungkook has been a permanent fixture in Hoseok’s bed lately)

☆ Golden (KookYoonSeok, Jungkook has a nightmare)

Hard. Rock. Steady? Rock. (Daddy kink)

☆ ❤ helping hand(s) (maybe Jungkook has a crush on his best friend that happens to have tentacles)

☆ Here in your arms ( sometimes the air is too quiet and his limbs are too restless, Jungkook sneaks into Hoseok's room)

❤  Hold Me Close (betrayal of a trusty heater, fluff, AU)

☆ hold me tight (KookYoonSeok, bondage)

☆ Hope is Last to Die (childhood crush, AU)

☆ #HopeKookWeek2017 (link to whole series ↓)

1 - how long, baby, have i been away? (oh, it feels like ages though you say it has been only days)

2 - your skin is so soft (kiss him once, kiss him twice to keep the night on)

3 - heaven’s on the backseat of my cadillac

4 - we can't hold back 'til the night escapes

5 - they'll hang us in the louvre (down the back, but who cares, still the louvre)

6 - you don’t have to leave (you could just stay here with me)

7 - shiver shiver (you strip the buttons off my coat)

☆ How to Make These Feelings Known 

I - M

☆ ❤ i wanna be yours (Jungkook has been in love with Hoseok since he's 15)

☆ If You Let Me In (soft and fond winter evening)

i'll take you on (established, sore loser Jungkook) 

i'm not a coffee drinker, but i lost sleep thinking about you (so pour me a cup, i need to wake up) (tired Hob, fluff)

☆ I’m bound up in you (Jungkook wants to ask something new, rimming, facesitting)

☆ i’m coming home to you (every night) (jungkook’s sensitive nose has trouble sleeping)

ineluctable (pool boy Hoseok, rich home-owner son Jungkook, AU)

☆ It’s Called Appreciating Beauty (lets admit, Jungkook is a liiitle obsessed)

☆ It's important to stretch before strenuous activities (Hoseok is a personal trainer and Jungkook has had his eyes trained on him)

is it me that you see? (tell me i'm not dreaming alone) (kookyoonseok, AU, fast paced)

Join US (vkook/hoseok, birthday present, smut)

☆ Joke (Jungkook needs to be punished)

Just a Boy (And boys have Needs) (hormonal teenager Jungkook, weak Hoseok)

Jungkook started a game (VHopeKook, Jungkook is shameless, really) 

Keep On Wanting (smut, established)

Young (pt. 2)

Cosmic Love (pt. 3)

Found You (pt. 4)

A Beautiful Mess (pt. 5 , Junghope/Yoongi, not finished)

The One (pt. 6)

Take a Breath, Take a Step (pt. 7)

I'll Give You Love (You Wanted Nothing) (pt. 8)

Love You (Even In My Sleep) (established, sleepwalking, kink negotiation, smut)

❤  less is more (less is a bore) (a lot of hickeys, feelings, AU)

❤  Lather Me Whole ( Prince Jungkook, Hoseok, his servant ↓ )

Mark Me As Your Own

Whisper In My Ear

Keep Me In Your Hands

Tie Me Up, Hold Me Down

Life with demons (should not be this hard) (exorcism AU, ending frustrated me to tears)

like everybody else (Daddy kink) 

Lionheart (aged up, established, AU)

☆ Lose My Cool (highschool AU, yearbook photographer Jungkook)

☆ Lucidness (daddy kink, the big red hoodie)

❤  Ma Tulipe (a BRILLIANT, soft glowing fic, AU) 

☆ Mountain Dew Me? (Jungkook is a bartender)

☆ Mommae (Jungkook gets caught watching something) 

☆ my favorite places (it gets too much sometimes)

N - R

Name The Stars (and know their dark returning) (getting together, fluff)

New Romantics (AU, piercings)

no mess, no fuss (aged up, AU, rough sex)

❤  Noge Do Poda (yoonseok, yoonkook - yoonseok just like Jungkook)

Noge u Zrak (yoonseok, junghope)

Dolje na koljena (yoonjunghope)

No One But Me (Jealous Jungkook, Oblivious Hoseok, established)

☆ ❤ not a booty call (the feelings, oh my god the feelings)

☆ now my bedsheets smell (like you) (5 times +1 one time)

☆ of white lies and autumn leaves (pretend relationship, ofc until it’s not)

☆ on the edge (wakeboarding, ‘rivals’)

☆ On My Life (I Swear) (Bodyguard AU, multichaptered)

one shot (is all i need) (bartenders, AU)

☆ one strange night in one strange city (rich young businessmen au) 

☆ Ousia (magic AU)

☆ pas de deux (growing old together, fics like this always make me sad even with happy ending)

☆ Perfect Ten (bowling AU)

petting (predebut)

☆ Pink Cushion (Jungkook needs some disciplining) 

☆ Room for Three (Yoonseok fall for Jungkook)

S - V

[second] (student/teacher relationship AU)

☆ Sing For Me (part of ot7, smut)

☆ Sixth Position (miscommunication, getting back together)

☆ share my life (it's yours to keep) (might as well marry they’re so domestic so fast)

Shelter From the Storm (fobias, jungkook trying to fix things, AU, slightly bdsm)

☆ ❤ Skip The Glory (demon AU, rough sex, some tentacle action)   

☆ Social Animals (nonsexual intimacy)

☆ Somebody’s Crying (Hoseok is the resident dorm advisor)

☆ ❤ sparkles in his eyes (my heart is jumping out)

stars (brotp, drunk jungkook)

study time (aged up, established, AU, piercings and tattoos, bottom hoseok)

☆ stuck (sometimes Jungkook’s mind gets.. stuck)

Stranger Dangers (rape kink) 

☆ stitch me up (you're so pretty) (Jungkook enrolls into an embroidery class)

sunshine (angst, character death)

☆ Sunshine next door (both Jungkook and his cat crush on Hoseok)

☆ sweeter than honey, softer than silk (no milk, however) (nursing kink and some awkward conversations, KookYoonSeok)

talk me down (petting, fluff)

☆ That Kinda Lovin' Turns A Man Into A Slave (they run away from Catholic boarding school)

❤  the underlying rhythm (favourite hyung, drabble)

☆ the feeling of getting you closer (is taking me under) (anal fisting)

the world is in your palm now so take a breath and calm down (Hogwarts AU)

The One (Hoseok steps in as a stand-in date)

The Stars In Your Eyes (Are Only For Me) (Space AU)

❤  these spaces between infinities (so so so good ;=;, AU)

❤  there and back again (sports therapist Hoseok, soccer player Jungkook, AU) 

☆ ❤ the world could use more of you (modern magic AU, multichaptered)

☆ this feels like falling in love (a step away)

☆ touch me in your own sweet way (Jungkook would not be lying)

☆ ❤ touch, my love. touch my heart. (Jungkook is into ASMR and Hoseok happens to make asmr videos on youtube, this is so nice)

too naughty to say no (Vhope/Jungkook)

☆ Tryna Count Me Out (who goes around kissing random strangers?)

☆ Twist of my Heart (misunderstandings)

Untraditional (A/B/O, kookyoonseok, AU)

☆ Up in the Sky (Hoseok is a businessman and Jungkook is on his first shift as a flight assistant)

W - Z

☆ wanna stay locked (between your fingers) (hair pulling)

☆ we could be together (if you want) (it’s been 2 years)

❤  What It Means to Know (breathplay, platonic)

☆ While You Were Sleeping (Jungkook is having a wet dream and Hoseok doesn’t want to interupt. much)

☆ Whipped Like Cream (they’re whipped)

wide awake (seokjunghope, jealous junghope, smut)

☆ world business (collars and bsdm, canonverse)

your warm embrace (AU, fluff) 

☆ you attack my heart (surely you're my destiny) (jungkook wants to be pretty)

☆ you got me catching feelings (they start as fuck buddies, but start catching feelings)

☆ you are my favorite "what if" (and my best "i'll never know") (junghope are hoeing w each other at a club)

☆ You Don't Need To Hesitate (so they’re handcuffed together)

☆ your love is bright as ever (Hoseok worries)

☆ you’re staring too much (Jimin sees straight away that Hoseok has a crush)

☆ you're the sun in my morning babe (KookYoonSeok, birthday sex)

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Dream Songs Fic: Seether (is Neither)

Seether (is Neither)

Dreamling (Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling) | Explicit | Finished (10.8k) PWP, Porn without Plot, Top Dream of the Endless, Top Dream of the Endless | Morpheus, Bottom Hob Gadling, Dom/sub, BDSM, Dom Dream of the Endless, Sub Hob Gadling, Sex in the Dreaming, Dream Sex, Established Relationship, Possessive Dream of the Endless | Morpheus, Dream wears a Corset, Dream wears Lingerie, Corset, Lingerie, Stockings, Stockings and Garters, Thigh Garters and Stockings, Stiletto Heels, Stiletto Boots, Leather and Lace, Stocking Fetish, Dream with a Vulva, Surprise for Hob, Hob Gadling 600 year reigning king of eating pussy, Oral Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, Face Riding, Face-Sitting, Collars, Collar and Leash, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Multiple Orgasms, Anal Fingering, Vaginal Fingering, Double Penetration, Female Ejaculation, why is the AO3 tag Female Ejaculation when not everyone with a vagina is a woman (screams), Squirting, Overstimulation, Impact Play, Whipping, Lashing, Dream is a cocky little shit in bed, but that doesn't mean he is wrong, one of Dream's titles is Master of Dirty Talk, gratuitous use of Middle English, Eldritch Dream of the Endless, Safeword Used, Bloodplay, Breathplay, Breeding Kink, Subspace, Aftercare, poor Matthew

With one knee on the bed Hob looked down upon his lover, laid out like that feast he had paid an exorbitant amount for back in 1589. Delicate flavors, savory morsels, all for him this time. Just for Hob. He would sup on Dream tonight, lick his fill of marble skin, drink in viscous moans, sink teeth into muscle, and gnaw at bones until he got to the marrow of it, until he could suck at Dream's very essence.

An interlude in the Dreaming, aka why Dream had to build a sex room in Divination.

Takes place between Hypnopompia turtur and Divination.

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Night Rhythms Fic: Sympathetic Vibrations

banner artwork by the incomparable @ambarden

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Dreamling (Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling) || Rated E || 6.6k words Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Magic, Dancer Dream, Drummer Hob, top Hob Gadling, bottom Dream of the Endless | Morpheus, Established Relationship, Hob makes (another) dumb bet, no Endless can resist a wager apparently, Dream is a little shit, teasing through dancing, light D/s, masturbation, sex outdoors, cock ring, coming untouched, rimming, face sitting, anal sex, fucking with minimal lube, gags

“Dream,” he started to apologize, but again was interrupted. “I do not yet know how…” Dream’s voice was sharp as a razor. “...but I am going to make sure you both lose this wager.” And so here Hob is. Twenty-two days in. Twenty-two days without the pleasure of Dream's glorious, heavenly, perfect body. Twenty-two days without acting on the riot of emotions contained within him. He wants to crawl out of his skin. He has been driven to tears twice in the past three days alone. If it was only adhering to the bet with Epithumia that would be one thing, but with Dream actively working against him?  Hob is only human.

A billion thanks to my betas on this one, @moorishflower and @aralezinspace!!

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Fic: Slip Edition

Dreamling (Human+Football AU) || Rated E || 5.5k words || complete

Alternate Universe - Human, Alternate Universe - Football, keeper!Dream, goalie!Dream, journalist!Hob, sports reporter!Hob, gratuitous references to Ted Lasso because I cannot fucking help myself, D/s overtones, Light BDSM, discussion of harder BDSM, Semi-Public Sex, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Lingerie, men in lingerie, Love Confessions, Established Relationship, Coming Out, Dirty Talk, Come Eating, Romantic Fluff

Sequel to Keeper and Runner (you really need to read those first for context)

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They – none of them – should be surprised when it happens. Everyone knows, technically, that it couldn't last forever. Even if thirteen shutouts in fourteen matches breaks the record for number of consecutive wins by a team in the Championship League. It was never going to last an entire season. But that doesn’t mean that the shock of the ball rolling past Morpheus' fingertips and into the net doesn't stun the entire stadium into silence.

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Fic: All the World's a Stage

All the World's a Stage

Dreamling (Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling) || Rated E || 5.7k || Finished

dom!Dream, top Dream, sub!Hob, bottom Hob, possessive Dream, D/s, BDSM, established relationship, collar, ownership, corset, Dream in a corset, restraint, spanking, non-consensual voyeurism, sex in public, sex in front of an audience, a literally captive audience, orgasm denial, rimming, thigh fucking, intercrural sex, anal fingering, anal sex, praise kink, horse imagery, breeding imagery, breeding kink, bit gag, gag, size kink, a wee bit of monsterfucking (as a treat), questionable lube choices, rough sex, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, subspace, snowballing, oral sex, face fucking, aftercare, gratuitous Shakespeare references

"Everyone who saw you wanted you. In that suit. But then you decided to show off and then they all wanted to own you, too." Dream growled. "I could smell their daydreams. Taste their entitled, unimaginative little fantasies. How dare anyone even think of taking what is mine."

Hob stared up in wide-eyed awe, as the fury in Dream started to cause parts of his form to blur, his hair wafting away into shadow, his shirt evaporating into the ether, his eyes bleeding out ink that did not obey gravity.

"Tonight each one of their dreams – nay, nightmares – will be to watch as I reassert my claim to you. And each person will know, in their very marrow, that they will never, ever experience love with such fervor."

Just some porn inspired by three pieces of amazing fanart by @mayhemspreadingguy, @lucid-dreamling, and @messmonte.