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merry christmasss 🤍

MERRY CHRISTMASSS!!!! Have a happy holiday and stay safe babezz💕💕

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MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE BABESS!!!🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

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Unfortunately i will be taking a break and it’s fr this time😭 im not being dramatic, or lazy anymore as im afraid i’m slowly losing my talent or skill for writing. I will try to come back and publish my fics but until then i will not be updating my fic chapters.

THANK YOU ALL FOR THE SUPPORT💕💕 thank you guys for taking your time to read my fics and likinv them. I may still post on this acc but not publish any fics at the moment.

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My uv lamp broke in the middle of doing mg nails💔💔💔 ARGHGHCHVJSBA I HAVE AN EVENT TOMMOROW MORNING😭😭😭💔

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ur new color ateee!! so pretty <33

Thanksiess💕💕

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So what do we think of my purple/violet hair?? (Missing my blonde hair tho) i look younger with dark hair. Im so impulsive rn im even thinking of getting blue hair. Im crazy

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It looks red but irl it’s purple😭🙏🏻🙏🏻

Dyed my hair.

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Dyed my hair.

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don't you think jungkook and Rose's collaboration would just be a blockbuster

Oh yess personally i think bp and blackpink collab would be so good but i think i prefer a jimin and rosé collab not cuz im a rosé biased or anything but cuz i think they have the same voice thingy? They sound similar but not that similar, you get me?😭 but i would live for that collaboration🙏🏻🙏🏻

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Not shipping or anything but i think wendy and jin would be lowkey cuteee

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Will probably be published like in march

The Cycle - masterpost - trilogy - work in progress

pairings : jungkook x fem! reader

genre : trilogy, fwbau, angst angst, smut, nsfw, fluff if you look closely

discription : based on songs, lmao based on my soon ex 😭😭

"Sometimes I wonder, when you sleep, Are you ever dreaming of me? Sometimes when I look into your eyes, I pretend you're mine all the damn time"

genre : smut, angst, slice of life, angst, fwbau

read here

The one where you're giving him a taste of his own medicine. "you loved him too early, he loved you too late"

genre : angst, smut,

read here

The one where you're back in the cycle. just in a different way.

Genre : smut, angst, slight fluff.

read here

taglists?

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Omygod i just dreamt of my worst nightmare and it was losing this account😭😭😭

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No one asked but i have a drabble of them in my drafts where jk convinced oc to let him have tattoos and shit with her and btw this was like 4 yrs after they got together. After that he got a matching sun and moon design with her and I won’t spill the location of their tattoo yet😍

Who wants a smut drabble of number one girl fic?? (They’re my fav😭 sorryy)

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Who wants a smut drabble of number one girl fic?? (They’re my fav😭 sorryy)

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KNJ - short drabble (F,M)

contents : not detailed sex, joonie is a boob guy, jungkooks crush on namjoon joke mentioned, oc is shy, edits of namjoon.

pairings : idol! KNJ x fem! reader

wc : 1,3k

note : this isn't really an explicit sex like what i usually write nd stuff cuz i wrote this on my phone in the car and this had been sitting in my notes for a very long time so i wanted to show yall? also this was written back in may lmaooo

I was lying on the bed, casually scrolling through TikTok when I stumbled upon an edit of my boyfriend, Namjoon. Now, normally, I didn’t mind people editing and thirsting over him. because, well, I already knew he was mine, but this particular edit was different. It stuck with me.

It was crazy. One second, I was just watching it, and the next, I was saving it to my phone. Then, somehow, I ended up sending it to Yoongi.

Not long after, I was ranting to him like a lovesick fool about how hot Namjoon looked in the video.

Me: attaches 5 videos Yoongs: omygod y/n what the fuck Yoongs: why are you sending me edits of Namjoon Me: LOOK Me: DO YOU SEE THAT?? Yoongs: i know, i have eyes Me: is this real Yoongs: you’re just dreaming Me: stfu Me: can’t you believe it??? i’m fucking dating namjoon?? Yoongs: yes, you are Me: THE KIM NAMJOON? Yoongs: why can’t you just rant this shit to him instead? Me: it’s too embarrassing Yoongs: omygod i’m telling this to namjoon hyung Me: NO😭😭 Yoongs: i have to finish up doing my work. go talk to jungkook instead. he’ll definitely support you on that one Me: can’t Yoongs: why? Me: he’ll be the one obsessing over them instead Yoongs: omygod

I sighed, putting my phone down for a second before I heard the bedroom door creak open. My heart jumped when I saw Namjoon walk in, looking utterly exhausted but still ridiculously handsome. He immediately made his way over to the bed, collapsing onto me with a content sigh.

“Missed you,” he murmured against my chest, his deep voice vibrating through me. He lifted his head slightly, only to be greeted by my guilty expression.

“Why do you look like that? You’re scaring me,” he said, furrowing his brows.

I scrambled to turn off my phone, but instead of hitting the power button, I accidentally cranked the volume up. My heart sank as Namjoon’s voice boomed from the intro of the edit, followed by Pillowtalk by Zayn.

Oh, god.

Namjoon’s head snapped toward my phone. “What’s that?” he asked suspiciously, his lips twitching in amusement.

“Nothing!” I yelped, frantically trying to hide my phone under the pillow. But it was too late. The video was already playing, and his face appeared on the screen in all his edited, slow-motion glory.

Namjoon burst into laughter, his dimples on full display. “You were watching edits of me?” he asked, his tone a mix of surprise and amusement.

I opened my mouth to deny it, but no words came out. Before I could say anything, he suddenly flipped us over, making me squeal as I landed on top of him.

“Joon!” I gasped, but he just grinned up at me, his eyes sparkling with adoration.

“You’re unbelievable,” he teased, shaking his head. His dimples were still out in full force, and I couldn’t resist.

“I…” I pecked his dimple. “Love…” Another peck. “You.” One more peck for good measure.

Namjoon’s face flushed a deep shade of red as he looked up at me, his smile softening. He reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, his fingers lingering against my skin. “You’re the most beautiful woman ever,” he whispered in English, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine.

The intensity of his gaze made my heart race. God, how did I get so lucky?

Namjoon's gaze darkened slightly, His fingers slid down my sides, brushing over my waist as though memorizing the curve of my body. His hands were firm but gentle as they gripped my hips, pulling me closer, his warm skin pressing into mine.

His lips returned to mine, but this time, the kiss was hotter, hungrier. His tongue slipped into my mouth, exploring me with slow, deliberate strokes that made me melt beneath him. His hand trailed back to my bare chest, cupping me gently, his thumb brushing over my sensitive skin. I gasped against his mouth, and he pulled back just enough to murmur, “That’s it, baby… let me hear you.”

I felt his words ripple through me, heat pooling low in my belly as his kisses grew bolder, trailing from my neck down to my collarbone. Each press of his lips was slow, intentional, as though he wanted to savor every moment, every sound I made. His hand slid lower, gripping my waist again, his thumbs rubbing slow circles into my skin as he whispered, “You’re so perfect, so soft…”

His lips reached the valley between my breasts, his breath warm and teasing as he glanced up at me. “You’re trembling,” he noted with a soft chuckle, his deep voice laced with affection.

“Because of you,” I managed to whisper, my voice shaky as I threaded my fingers through his hair, tugging gently.

His smile widened before he dipped lower, trailing hot kisses down my stomach, pausing just above the waistband of my panties. His fingers toyed with the fabric, brushing over my hips, and he looked up again, his eyes filled with nothing but adoration. “Tell me you’re okay, baby,” he murmured.

I nodded quickly, my heart racing. “I’m more than okay,” I whispered, and his smile returned, softer this time.

“Good,” he said, his fingers sliding under the waistband, slowly pulling the fabric down. Every movement was torturously slow, deliberate, as if he wanted me to feel every second of his touch. Once the last barrier was gone, he leaned back for a moment, his eyes roaming my body appreciatively, as though taking in every inch of me.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured again, his voice deeper now, rough with need.

“Namjoon…” I breathed his name, my cheeks flushing as I reached out to him. He let me tug him closer, his body pressing against mine once again.

When he pressed himself between my legs, I could feel just how hard he was through his briefs. The heat of him sent shivers through me, and I arched up against him instinctively, a soft whimper escaping my lips. That sound seemed to shake something in him, his hips pressing against mine as his lips claimed mine in a fiery kiss.

I tugged at the waistband of his briefs, my fingers brushing over his bare skin as he groaned softly. “Easy, sweetheart,” he murmured, his voice strained but still impossibly gentle. “We’ve got all night. I’m not rushing this.”

He helped me slide them down, his arousal springing free, and my breath hitched as I took him in. He was perfect, just like the rest of him, and when he caught the way my eyes lingered, he smirked slightly. “Don’t get shy on me now,” he teased, leaning down to kiss me again, his hands bracketing my head.

As he lined himself up, his movements were slow, careful, his gaze locked on mine. “I’ll go easy,” he promised, his voice barely above a whisper. “Tell me if it’s too much, okay?”

I nodded, my hands clutching his shoulders, and when he finally pushed into me, it was impossibly slow, every inch sending sparks of pleasure through my body. He paused when he was fully seated, his forehead pressed to mine, his breath heavy and uneven. “You’re perfect,” he murmured, his lips brushing mine. “So perfect for me.”

He started to move then, his hips rocking into mine in a slow, steady rhythm. Every thrust was measured, deliberate, as though he wanted to savor every moment, every reaction he drew from me. His lips found my neck again, kissing and nipping softly as his hands slid under me, gripping my hips to pull me closer.

“Namjoon…” I gasped, my fingers digging into his back as pleasure built steadily, overwhelming and all-consuming.

“That’s it,” he murmured against my skin. “Let go for me, baby. Just feel me.”

His movements never faltered, his pace unhurried but deeply passionate, and when I finally reached my peak, it was with his name spilling from my lips, my body trembling beneath him. He followed shortly after, his breath catching as he buried himself deep inside me, his body tensing before he collapsed against me, his arms wrapping around me tightly.

For a moment, neither of us moved, our breaths mingling as we came down from the high. Then Namjoon shifted, pulling me into his chest and kissing my forehead softly.

“You okay, baby?” he asked, his voice tender.

I nodded, a soft smile spreading across my lips as I snuggled closer to him. “More than okay,” I murmured, my voice sleepy but content.

He smiled down at me, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on my back. “Good. Because I’m not done loving you yet.”

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i loveeee love being genuine. like when i do something for someone i can't make it like i just got it cuz yk i feltlike i was obligated to cuz it makes me feel bad idk so make sure to be genuine about it😭😭

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“What’s that quote or a sentence that really hit you hard that you think about it everynight and day”

Well if yall didn’t know back in 2023 i was also a thai bl fan so i would watch thai series and one of the series that really stuck up with me was theory of love.

I related so much to third cuz omylord i was always like him in every single situationship i would be in.

“Just being near him like this is all i a secret admirer could ever ask for” and “at least being friends is better than nothing” where i also got the idea from it to put it in every single damn friends to lovers fic i ever write😭 “the closest i could ever have him” type shit.

That show has a place in my heart😭 ive been thinking about this for a yr already but what if i actually start to stop being too attached to men who are literally so stupid??

Most of these fics are about them too, the fluff that i write those are what i wished had happen yall💔 but it did not😭 those angst and shit are all based from experience😍