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→ Since i really enjoy reading fanfictions i thought it could be a good idea to share some of them with you! So here’s a fic-rec list of some stories that i’ve read and am i love with ❤️ !
→ I’ll try to update it regularly !
→ A HUGE THANK YOU to all these talented writers for letting us read their amazing stories ! (PLS make sure to check out their masterlist/works because their stories are really awesome)
> 05/05/17<
Enjoy !
(completed = ✓ ; angst = a ; fluff = f ; smut = s )
→ Since i really enjoy reading fanfictions i thought it could be a good idea to share some of them with you! So here’s a fic-rec list of some stories that i’ve read and am i love with
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You may know some of them +
I’ll try to update it regularly !
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A HUGE THANK YOU to all these talented writers for letting us read their amazing stories ! (PLS make sure to check out their masterlist/works because their stories are really awesome)
Pairing: Namjoon/Rap Monster x Reader Rating: M Genre: Smut (someone save me)
Warnings: Daddy kink, fingering, teasing, bondage, etc.
2/11/16 update: and now mafia AU!
Words: 3,481
Summary: You wake up tied to a chair. This nice-looking blond haired guy says it’s because you have information he wants, but you have no idea what the hell he’s talking about. Why? Because he’s a bit of an idiot, that’s why.
A/N: listen…I don’t even know what to say about this. I’ve been reading a lot of Mafia AU’s lately and Namjoon really looks good in Mafia AU’s and…and…yeah. Just…go ahead and read. Comments/Reblogs/Favs always appreciated!
The rope is tight against your arms and legs, unwilling to let you budge an inch when you try to wiggle your way free, and your heart thrumming against your ribs—your wide eyes taking in the dark space around you.
It looks like a warehouse—something out of a mafia movie you’ve seen before—but you don’t understand why you’re here. As far as you’re concerned, you’ve done nothing wrong. Sure, you may have accidently forgotten to tip your waitress last week, but you’re pretty sure that doesn’t warrant being kidnapped and tied to a goddamn chair!
Huffing, you try and break free again, your feet scuffing against the ground with your efforts. In the distance, a metal door creeks open and you freeze, eyes fearfully searching the darkness surrounding the illuminated circle in which you reside.
Shoes start tapping against the pavement far away, the sound echoing throughout the barren room and you brace yourself for whoever is coming to meet you. The room is chilly already, goosebumps having risen on your skin the moment you’d awoken, but with each enclosing step from the person in front of you a shiver rakes your spine.
Summary: During a routine visit to the local bakery, you stumble upon an intriguing business card and figure, what the hell. The business arrangement becomes…mutually beneficial. Y’all know where this is going.
Pairing: Hoseok x Reader
Genre: Smut
Word Count: 2,061
Warning: Tantric!Hoseok, therapist/client relationship, discussion of BDSM, sex work, profanity.
A/N: This work is a byproduct of about 6 months of insomnia and 60-hour work weeks, which resulted in a series of recurring dreams about Jung Hoseok which were…*fans self*
Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader Rating: Explicit Genre: Angst & Smut Word count: 3,592
Summary: You don’t know his name and he doesn’t know yours but in this moment you could care less. He was gorgeous and you were desperate to be touched.
A/N: Let’s not talk about the title, okay. I’m not good with titles. SURPRISE ! Here’s a Hoseok smut that no one asked for except for me!! Because that man is making me feel some type of way even more so than usual.
He believed you didn’t know.
Thought he was sly and a good liar. That you were oblivious and naïve to everything that was happening behind your back.
But you knew.
You could smell her on the collar of his dress shirts when he’d draw you into his chest. Taste the flavour of her lipstick that lingered on his lips.
He hid a smile full of secrets behind the rim of his coffee cup when he replayed the way her body felt beneath his fingers. Thoughts of her occupied his mind from morning to night and with each new memory of her; ones of you faded away.
You were in love with your roommate Hoseok. Jimin knows your secret and wants to help you make him jealous.
Happy Birthday to my world and sunshine! Im not trying to cry but I hope my angel has the best day ever!!
You got home, to your shared apartment, after your morning shift. You hated being a waitress but Sunday mornings did bring in a big crowd. You think people who just got out of church were supposed to be nice but no. Everyone is cranky and wants brunch. Either way people tipped you well this morning and you needed to go buy groceries for you and Hoseok.
Hoseok, you thought. You wondered if he was awake. It was about two in the afternoon so you figured not. You knew he went out for a night of drinking with his friends. You also knew he brought a girl home last night. Mostly because you could hear everything they had done last night, well technically this morning. His room was across from your room and down the hall, that’s how loud they were. You could hear the bed hit the wall, the way she was screaming out for him, it was all too much for you. Especially his moans, they sounded so dirty and needy. You just wished they were for you, aching for you. Here you were in the kitchen writing a grocery list and getting wet thinking about Hoseok moaning.
