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Title: Mine Word Count: 3k+ Rating: M  Genre: Drama, slight angst Warnings: Stalker!Kookie, talks of murder (nothing graphic), unprotected sex, vaginal fingering.  Pairing: Stalker!Jungkook x fem!Reader Summary:  ‘Have you forgotten already? You’re mine.’ Written by: Admin A

Authors note: I in NO WAY approve of this behavior. It was just inspired by a crazy ass dream I had. I took most of the crazy out. 

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into the woods (m) || knj

× pairing: kim namjoon | female reader  × genre: f2l | university au | smut | fluff | pwp × warnings: fingering, oral (f receiving), shower sex, no penetration, degradation/humiliation (slut-calling), teasing, overstimulation × word count: 4k

― it’s not the easiest thing in the world to pretend you’re not in love with your best friend and don’t want to jump his ridiculously lanky bones when you’re in university. it’s even harder when it’s just you and him in a cabin after your other friend bails. the holidays probably don’t help much, either.

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hot love (m)

pairing: best friend!namjoon x reader

genre: smut, fluff

word count: 3,000

warnings: jealousy  

summary: You, Namjoon and Jimin are like the Three Musketeers, best friends for as long as you can remember. But there’s more going on between you and Namjoon. In the end, his jealousy puts you both into your places.

The look on Namjoon’s face could kill right about now.

Namjoon is generally a very gentle soul with clumsy hands and a tall, well-proportioned build, but there are times when his expression turns blank and the tips of his ears go red. You’ve known him long enough to tell when he’s angry and right now, Namjoon is angry.

But you aren’t really sure why.

It’s pretty indecent to be sitting on Jimin’s lap while your crush sits across from you, but it’s also pretty indecent to mindlessly flirt with other girls at a party that Namjoon had invited you to. And he’d done just that so in your mind, this is payback.

Plus, Jimin’s lap is really comfortable. His thighs make amazing cushions and the hand he has on your waist is warm, comforting you because he knows all too well about your situation with Namjoon.

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a certain romance

pairing — namjoon x reader 

genre/warnings— boyfriend!namjoon,  bad humour, (attemps at) dirty talking, mostly dry humping.

summary — “Let’s prove a point to Park fucking Jimin, then.” He angles your face so that he can kiss you freely on your cheek and neck and the sweet spot behind your ear. As he does so, your breath hitching, he smiles wider, and his voice turns deeper. “At the end of the day I can still fuck you into the mattress, right?”

notes — this one literally came out of the blue. i just wanted to write :) unedited, so sorry in advance for any mistake? 

“Jimin says we can’t text like a normal couple.”

Namjoon drops his phone on the bed, hair still wet from the shower. “He—what?”

“I know,” you groan, plopping on his unmade and very messy bed, his arms slowly enveloping you in a hug, “He says we always end up sexting.”

“Jimin.” He says, blinking silently, “Jimin told you that.”

You hum, closing your eyes as he brushes his fingers into your hair. Namjoon must feel outraged at the revelation, because he laughs without a trace of irony and spits back: “Park I fingered my girlfriend under the table at dinner with my parents Jimin?”

“Yeah,” the corners of your lips tug upwards, “Park I fucked my girlfriend in the shower while Taehyung was brushing his teeth Jimin.”

“The short one. Filled with rage?”

“Closer to hell.”

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bloom iii

filed under: hobi fic was due

notes: you’ve always had a crush on hobi and he’s always handled that gently. what he can’t handle is you now, nine years later.

warnings: oral sex (f receiving), unprotected sex, dirty talk (i guess)

part i // part ii // part iii

you honestly couldn’t believe it. in all the years you had known seulgi you had never heard her go speechless before. you almost thought your phone was broken. but then you hear a crackling kind of sound like she choked on her saliva, so you go back to packing. “seulgi? babe?”

“i’m here,” she croaks, passing the phone into the other hand. “i just. it’s weird i spaced out and imagined that you said you and hoseok confessed to masturbating to each other and then you just got out of his car and pretended that nothing ever happened.”

“that was real.”

“no,” she says. “no, it can’t be real. because if it was real then i’d have to put my bra back on, come over there and kick your ass.”

you laugh. “if i were you i’d be quick about it, i’ll be back at uni by this time tomorrow.”

“wait what?” she screeches. “wait, a minute! slow down! hold up!”

“i’ve stopped talking-”

“are you seriously telling me, that not only did you do nothing about this hoseok situation even though he was practically offering you his body in your driveway, but now you’re running away back to school like you did five years ago? you know what, don’t answer that, where’s my bra-”

“look, i was never gonna fuck hobi. or, more accurately, he was never gonna fuck me,” you sigh, because you can hear her clamouring out of bed. “with all the history, his track record, namjoon…it’s just not realistic. but just knowing that he’s thought about it is enough for me, honestly.”

“maybe for you but not me!”

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bloom ii

filed under: hobi fic was due

notes: you’ve always had a crush on hobi and he’s always handled that gently. what he can’t handle is you now, nine years later. 

warnings: eventual smut 

part i // part ii // part iii

“did i hear you right?” seulgi exclaims, ignoring the roll of your eyes. “are you really saying you accused jung hoseok of projecting when he was coming on to you?”

“he wasn’t coming on to me,” you say calmly, even though your bones are rattling in your body. you play with the ears of the koala pushie in your lap while seulgi sits up on her knees at the end of your bed, all of this feeling an awful lot like the sleepovers you had when you were thirteen. giggling, smothered under blankets and popcorn, gushing over hoseok.

“you’re right. he wasn’t just coming on to you, he was testing you,” she says definitively.

“seulgi…" 

"it makes sense, think about it. he has to make sure you still like him before he goes and ruins his friendship with namjoon for your pussy.”

you fight back a laugh. “would you stop talking like that? it’s weird and…inappropriate.”

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bloom

filed under: hobi fic was due 

notes: you’ve always had a crush on hobi and he’s always handled that gently. what he can’t handle is you now, nine years later. 

warnings: eventual smut

part i // part ii // part iii

“you can come out of your room now,” namjoon says from the door before bursting in and sprawling across your perfectly made bed. he lets the teddy you throw hit him square in the face without flinching, one earbud still in and eyes glued to his phone. “hoseok left already.”

“so? i wasn’t hiding,” you lie indignantly.

namjoon gives you a look and you stand up from your desk chair to throttle him, when-

“joon,” you freeze upon hearing hoseok’s voice coming up the stairs. “sorry but i need my earphones back! i think i left mine at the gym and-”

“get out!” you hiss, hiking up namjoon by his lanky wrists with your surprising strength. you grab his ankles when he doesn’t comply, his head narrowly missing the pane of the bed when he falls onto the carpet with a heavy thump. “move, you big lump! before hoseok comes in and-”

“____!” hoseok says brightly, head poking round the edge of your door before he enters. “you’re home? we were playing mario kart downstairs!”

“oh yeah, um,” you start, dropping namjoon’s foot on the floor now that you’ve been caught manhandling him red-handed. not that hoseok cares. because hoseok is funny and cool and tall and a whole four years older than you. “well, i had lots of homework…”

“did you cut your hair?” he asks, pretty teeth showing when he smiles. you become very aware of the shit-eating grin on your older brother’s face who’s currently watching from the floor.

you did cut your hair. not that anyone noticed but your mum (because she took you). even if you squinted you hardly saw difference since it was just a trim, but of course hoseok noticed. of course. you gulp, twirling it nervously. “yeah…”

“it looks pretty,” he smiles wider when you finally meet his eyes. “very grown up!”

you hate that you can’t hide how pleased you look. “thanks, hobi.”

“here are your earphones,” namjoon says, sticking his hand in the air now that it’s silent. “just a heads up i might’ve broken the left one but the right one’s fine.”

hoseok scowls, yanking them from him his grip. “i literally gave these to you an hour ago,” and namjoon only apologises with a shrug. he sighs and cards a hand through his hair and you almost die from how gorgeous he is in that second. “whatever, buy me lunch after soccer tomorrow,” he looks back at you brightly. “bye, ____!”

“bye,” you say weakly after he’s already left.

namjoon snickers as he climbs back onto your bed, voice screeching unflatteringly. “thanks hobiiii…!”

you pick up the forgotten teddy and beat him with it. “would you shut up!”

“okay, miss grown up,” he says, before you stuff the teddy in his mouth.

xxx

and that’s how hoseok remembers you. the little sister he never had, a cute fourteen year old who liked to draw a lot, shy and soft spoken until namjoon finished the good cereal. sure, maybe he forgot you existed for almost a decade but the point is when namjoon mentions you’ll finally be able to make the next family gathering he feels happy. reminiscent of when the three of you used to play video games and eat ice cream in the garden. until-

“hobi!” you screech, and he just barely manages to catch you when you throw yourself into his arms. “it’s so good to see you!”

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adjustment (m) | jung hoseok

source: x

pairing: Hoseok x Reader genre/warnings: smut, fluff, chiropractor!hoseok, patient!reader, unprotected sex, creampie, rough-ish, oral sex (recieving) words: 7138 summary: At Kim-Jung Chiropractics, they meet your every need, and today it’s not just your back that needs aligning.

a/n: I promise it’s not a cheesy porno :’)

You can’t help but let out a pained gasp as you climb from your car, the twisting of your lower back with just one foot on the pavement triggering a momentary stab of agony at the base of your spine. The area had been tender all week, the sudden sharpness kicking in only every now and then but immobilising you regardless, and you were completely fed up.

It was a god send that you’d managed to slot in a last minute appointment at Kim-Jung Chiropractic, and with it being a Friday afternoon you were even just thankful you’d made it in time - leaving work a little early had paid off for you to miss the hometime rush.

Leaning up and out, you finally straighten yourself with a sigh, groaning as you reach back in and over to the passenger seat to grab your handbag before shutting your door and locking it firmly. Walking into the office feels somewhat strange, unfamiliar, and you think back to the one time prior that you’d been in; before the renovation.

It wasn’t much different, still bright white, clean walls, but the new carpet was a nice touch and the armchairs had been reupholstered to a much more comfortable looking soft leather rather than the plastic they’d had before.

The pretty girl behind the desk smiles brightly when you approach and promptly asks for your name and appointment time, typing quickly in her computer before guiding you to sit for a mere two minute wait on Dr Kim’s current appointment.

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Hazard - Jung Hoseok (M)

— pairing | Jung Hoseok /Reader

— word c | 5.200

— genre | Badboy au!, angst , Smut.

— summary |  You are suspicious that your boyfriend is cheating on you. You decide to follow him one day, after work, and find him at a bar, kissing his secretary.  You two start fighting on the street, outside the pub, and that’s where you meet him. A man you’ve never seen before offers you a ride on his motocycle and you accept. And this ride ends with you in his bath, fucking him.

— warnings/tags | Adult content, explicit sex, low slang words.

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;burn in hell (she said) (m)

Hoseok’s taste is singular. That is his sexual taste. Singular only for humans. Being the lord of the underworld (his title… Seokjin wouldn’t be so happy), means his needs get taken care of instantly. Humans litter the place, soulless and trapped there for eternity. But then you rock up, in all your demoness glory (no title needed), and suddenly he wants a taste of his own medicine. Devil meets devil. Only you don’t fall to your knees so willingly…

pairing | jung hoseok x reader genre/warnings | devil au, devil! hoseok (my sweet 666 hoseok), devil! reader, e2l, but more like enemies to lovers for a split sec to now can tolerate one another…unless…, his point of view (it’s been a while), smut; rough sex, dirty talk, some use of derogatory terms, oral, ass stuff, spitting, breath play, impregnation kink, yoongi from my sweet 666 also shows up (not during the sex lol) words | 19,566

listen to | tear you apart (she wants revenge)

author’s note | this beast is finally complete! i feel like I’ve been working on this for weeks (i have lmao) and I’m just so happy it’s done!! woo! please enjoy and perhaps browse my ‘burn in hell vibes’ tag to fully imagine the sexiness that is devil Hoseok;; thank u for reading!

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Trust Me | j.hs

➻ Request: “The protagonist adopts Hoseok, at first he’s cold and introverted. Then he becomes territorial and protective, warms up to her and falls in love.“

✵ Genre: Angst, Fluff, Hybrid!au

✵ Pairings: Black Panther Hybrid!Hoseok, Reader

✵ A/N: Hi everyone, it’s @aralty here. as some may know I’m a new admin, here to help my lovely friend with her work.

This is a request that comes from my blog but I decided to post it here so you guys can get to know my writing style a bit better. I hope you enjoy it!

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devoted (m) || jhs

⇢ summary: jung hoseok is infamous for wanting nothing to do with commitment of any kind, at least until he decides he wants to knock you up. (fuckboy au, biker au)

⇢ genre: smut entirely pwp

⇢ word count: 2.31k

⇢ warnings: sexual content (impregnation kink, cum play, dom & sub tones, penetration, dirty talk, sex on a motorcycle, light degradation, creampie)

⇢ note: i’m blaming this on my primarily smut writer friends (who know who they are) for corrupting me as well as the fact that i am too ill to write much better. i am so sorry jksgaf

More than anything, after all these years of pointless hook ups, Jung Hoseok makes you want to light yourself on fire. You mean that in both the absolute best and worst possible way.

Twenty minutes prior, you were in the club. Vodka sloshed through your bloodstream like liquid adrenaline as you rocked your hips back and forth, dizzying lights overhead blurring your vision. The club was just as terrifyingly sweaty and close-knit as the ones you see in movies. People’s bodies crushed against one another in a fit of hormonal liberation, grinding and pulsing on each other in the hopes of bringing someone home for the night.

At the time, you had absolutely no idea where Irene went in the past twenty minutes. Probably scrambling off to fuck someone she met on the cold floor of the club bathroom, leaving you behind to the figurative wolves.

Someone tall gripped at your hips with ferocity, their nails digging into your skin through the tight, thin fabric of your dress. You pushed your ass back into their already half-hard crotch upon instinct alone before the familiar scent of woodsy cologne cut through the alcohol infused air.

“Up for a quick fuck, princess?” Hoseok had asked, his rough voice tickling the shell of your ear.

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Fake Love | Jung Hoseok (M)

PAIRING: Jung Hoseok x F!Reader, mentions of Namjin

GENRE: Fake dating AU, enemies to lovers, fluff, smut, minor angst

WARNINGS: Explicit sexual content, dirty talk, slight dom!Hoseok

WORD COUNT: 16.2k

DESCRIPTION: Every year, your family spends the holidays at your parents’ cottage in the country. Freshly single and not wanting to be picked apart by your family for being alone, you decide to recruit one of your friends to pretend to be your boyfriend. The only available volunteer? Your brother Namjoon’s roommate, Hoseok. Only problem? He absolutely hates your guts.

I should get up, you think to yourself. Daylight is precious in the dead of winter, and you’ve probably already wasted at least half of it wallowing in self-pity. You’re lying in bed, duvet pulled high over your head, wondering exactly how and when your life took such a left turn.

Breakups have never been easy for you. You’d always had trouble when it came to dating—you’d always described yourself as the girl that no one would fall in love with, but who had a lot of friends. You were social, flitting around with ease between one group of friends to another, but you had always wondered if your absence would be noted if you were to just stop showing up to parties or work functions.

But then you met Jackson.

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Lonely Planets

part ii - “The Loneliest Planet in the Universe”

pairing: Hoseok x reader

genre: smut, fluff, angst

word count: 7.9k

warnings: car sex, fingering, squirting, hana

a/n: it’s finally here, guys! Sorry for the wait

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An entire week passed since your time with Hoseok, and you hadn’t seen him once. It felt like the longest week of your life. He plagued your every thought: his smile, his laugh, the way his hair fell over his forehead when he ran his fingers through it. The way his eyes soaked up the sunlight. His mouth on yours. His fingers in your hair, on your skin, on your –

You sighed out in frustration, but you bit your lip to suppress the secret smile that was creeping on your face. Thinking of him made you equal parts irritated but pleasantly lightheaded. Irritated because you itched to see him again. Lightheaded because he was like one of those dreams where you were falling and flying at the same time – fascinating and exhilarating. He was your very first time, and you couldn’t believe that you gave it up to a guy that you’d probably never see again, but you were happy that it was with him. He made you feel safe, comfortable, and beautiful. No one has ever made you feel that way. No one has ever made you feel wanted.

The campus was enormous, and you didn’t have any classes with him, so you knew that there was a slim chance that you would see him again. Numbers weren’t exchanged. You didn’t even know what his last name was. It was just a one-night stand. Nothing special. No strings attached.

Then why was he contaminating every other thought that made its way through your mind? 

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love is in the air - jhs

pairing: hoseok x reader

genre: teacher!au, enemies to lovers, humor, fluff, ft distressed principal namjoon, dorky fifth grade teaching pair seokjin and yoongi, second grade teaching duo jeongguk and taehyung, and allusions (like one) to best friend pe teacher jimin

word count: 3,964

summary: you wouldn’t say you hated the teacher of your neighboring classroom but you kind of hate him and now you’re paired up to compete in the school wide door decorating contest or you hate losing to Hoseok but you hate losing to Jeongguk and Taehyung in the second grade wing a thousand times more.

a/n: the first part of my “to lovers” valentine’s/anniversary series!! the series link is in my masterlist if you’re looking for it :’-)

“Last order of business…” Namjoon squinted at the piece of laminated paper. The blue coffee mug in hand was placed aside as the principal instead went to smudging at the slick surface with the curve of his thumb, “…the door decorating contest? Jeongguk, did you hand write this in?”

The young second grade teacher shrugged. “It’s an important manner of business.”

“Right,” Namjoon traded the Monday morning meeting notes for his mug again, taking a long, calming sip from the dark brew, “Why don’t you explain it seeing as you were eager enough to ransack my meeting and my notes for it.”

If Jeongguk were worried about the implications of testing his meticulous boss with red Sharpie, he didn’t show it. He left his chair, instead taking swinging steps until he was perched on the empty table at the front of the teacher’s lounge.

“The annual Valentine’s Day door decorating contest…”

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plant boy | jhs

summary: after seven years of doing it, you’d like to think you’re an expert at skipping class. stay hidden, stay quiet, and act inconspicuous. but when you accidentally draw the attention of jung hoseok while you’re camping out on the benches outside the greenhouses, you begin to realize that all it takes is a boy with sunshine at his fingertips and a particular affinity for herbology to change things.

{hogwarts!au, opposites to lovers!au}

pairing: hoseok x female reader word count: 11k genre: fluff, light angst warnings: playing hooky - stay in school kidz! a/n: happy lunar new year, everyone!!!! here’s my gift to you as a blessing for the new year. hope y’all lucky as hell. aside from that, a couple notes:

1. i know it’s literally been 84 years since i last posted a part for my sorted series. my bad! anyway, here is the much awaited plant boy, and the rest of the parts should be following shortly.

2. this takes place before the events of tutor! that’s why namjoon’s still kind of a dick in this one. sorry for any confusion!!

3. dedicated to this fic’s numero uno fan, 陈 anon!

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hot rod || (M)

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a 1950′s inspired fic where greaser Hoseok can’t keep his eyes, or hands, off the new waitress at his and his boys’ favorite diner.

pairing: greaser!hoseok x reader

word count: 10k

genre: 1950s au, smut, fluff

warnings: VIRGIN KINK, semi-public fingering, oral (f), brief handjob, unprotected sex, lots of banter

A/N: SMUT WRITTEN BY @httpjeon AKA THE LOML. Photo of hobi originally by twt user GUWOLJK! Thank you to @mortaljin @please-donts @yoongspeach @haroo–mar @ms-universe @usangie-tsukino @attaeboy and @heartweaver for allowing me to use their names!

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“Seriously, why the hell didn’t Joon drive?” Taehyung whined, pressing two fingers against his already swollen eye.

Hoseok let out a chuckle as he slid into his and his boys’ usual booth.

As per tradition, Fridays called for lunch at Rosie’s Diner.

An old woman by the name of Rosie Salinger was the owner of the joint; she had been running the diner since right about around the turn of the 20th century. Her age didn’t mean much it would seem, as she was as notoriously feisty — her tongue and mind as sharp as the red cat-like glasses she sported on the bridge of her nose.

Hoseok let his eyes flicker over to the annoyed blond.

Taehyung was typically the group’s designated driver, but seeing as he no longer had a car — a result of a drag race gone south — Jungkook had driven this time around. Problem was that Jungkook was what one might call an… inexperienced driver.

On the way over to Rosie’s a squirrel had paused in the middle of the road and with Jungkook being the anxious driver that he was his foot found the break pedal abruptly, sending Taehyung straight into the rearview mirror.

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