Hi Um I Dont Know If Requests Are Open Right Now, You Can Ignore This If Theyre Closed. But I Was Wondering

hi um i don’t know if requests are open right now, you can ignore this if they’re closed. but i was wondering if you could do a namjoon smut where the reader is being a cute little brat and bugging him while he’s on a call (sexually or non sexually , but i would appreciate if it ended in a smut!) thank you! ☺️ again i’m sorry if i bothered you or if requests aren’t open right now

"Yes, PD-nim! Yes, no, I actually- AH!" Namjoon let out a moan, when you pushed a hand inside of his shorts, grabing a hold of his huge member.

"What was that, Namjoon? Are you ok?" Bang PD asked through phone, making Namjoon curse under his breath.

He stared at you, who were proudly smirking at him, from between his thick thighs which were spreaded on the chair he was sitting on. His stare was not as satisfied as yours, an unspoken warning hanging between your two.

"Yes, PD-nim, I am just-....fuck!" He cursed, when you took out his member on one of his shorts legs holes and began on moving your thumb around the velvety tip. Namjoon closed his eyes in annoyence and pleasure. "D-Damn I cut myself again!" He lied, making you smirk and rise an eyebrow .

"Cutting onions again?" Asked Bang PD, knowing such a disaster Namjoon can be at cutting onions and in the kitchen. The man seemed to belive him, so you decided to play harder. Moving your hand up and down fast on his member, while pulling one of your breasts out of the lace bra you were wearing, only to tease him by playing with your hard nipple and squeezing the soft muscle into your palm, making your boyfriend go crazy and mad.

"Y-Yes. I really can't cook and Y/N left me alone in here, she went out with the girls." He lied again, making you only pull his pants down and place the tip of his cock inside of your mouth, swirling your tongue around it, receiving a shaky breath to leave his full lips.

Namjoon was trying his best to not moan at the phone, once more and staring at you, he covered the phone speaker and whispered to you. "You are in big trouble, princess!" causing your smirk to only grow wider.

"And what are you gonna do, daddy? I don't think you can do anything- "

You were cut off by a suddent move of his hips, pushing his cock deep into your neck, making you gag with force , eyes wide.

He kept your head in place when you wanted to pull his cock out, forcing you to take it even more, tears forming at the corner of your eyes. Grabbing a fist of your hair, he started to buckle his hips up into your mouth, pushing his cock deeper and deeper with every move, pressing your face on his pelvis, completly taking the air out of your lungs.

"You begged for my cock, darling. Now take it and keep quiet while I am taking this call!"

Author's note: To my baby anon!🥺💕 I am sorry for waiting that long, shame on me😔 I hope you like it👉🏾👈🏾

@soft-hobi-hours 💕

Hoseok wearing chains/chokers

@soft-hobi-hours

enthralling.

pairing: jung hoseok x reader fandom: bts warnings: / genre: fluff  word count: 550+

summary: ‘boring’ most definitely wouldn’t be a word that hoseok would use to describe you.

a/n: just a fluffy short piece that I was able to write to get my mind off studying, thank you for requesting it, I loved writing it and I hope you like it too!!!

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No, I don’t mean that step you take in the pursuit of marrying someone.

I mean interaction. Messages and reblogs.

A couple months ago, there were posts circulating about how the like to ratio reblog was unfair because likes do not give writers the opportunity to be seen where reblogs do. Once enough people reblogged this or added to it, engagement went way up and the ratios were better and people were sending messages and replying to fics about how much they loved them!

Then, it seems, everyone went “I did my part” and gave up on it.

Engagement seems to be at an all-time-low; the like to reblog ratio seems to be gapped even wider now, people are hardly sending messages in, and heck people are even reading fics without even LIKING them.

I thought it was me at first and that everyone grew bored of my writing, but then my friends said they weren’t gaining much attention either or they were no longer receiving many asks. And then posts about it started popping up about how engagement was down 50%.

Why? What is so bad about reblogging a fic or replying to it? We write for ourselves, but the sweet comments and messages make it worth putting out there for people. Seeing people simply like it or pay no mind to it is very discouraging.

Here are some things you can do to help engagement go up that are barely any effort on your part and are very appreciated:

Reblog a fic if you like it. You don’t even have to say anything if you are allowing other people the chance to see it.

Send asks. Comment on your reblogs if there’s something for you to say. Reply to the post. Put things in the tags bc we go and read them!

Popular writers; if you see a fic and you enjoy it, you should reblog it. If you have a nice following, they should be seen just as much as your fics should be, especially if written by a smaller writer.

Even if all you want to do is DM someone to tell them how great their fic is, that’s wonderful!

I understand there’s some inferiority/superiority thing on here where bc someone’s writing is popular they seem intimidating, but we LOVE COMMENTS. WE LOVE ASKS. IF SOMEONE DOES NOT LIKE THESE THINGS THEN THEY ARE A JERK WHO YOU SHOULD NOT SUPPORT THE WRITING OF.

Please just tell us what you’re thinking even if it’s “sdfoisjdfaslk” bc we really appreciate it and it makes us WANT to keep writing and showing our work.

The lack of interaction from people and the amount of silent readers who do no more than like is so discouraging to us and I think that’s kind of obvious across the platform, so PLEASE, do not be afraid to tell us what you think of the fic and to reblog it.

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oh yay 😁 um can i please have really fluffy namjoon mafia!au where the reader (who’s rlly short cuz i’m really short, like 5’) comes home from shopping n she sneaks up behind him n jumps on his back n is all “rawr 🐯🥺 imma tiger” n it’s cute n stuff please? you don’t have to rush to do this you can finish the others first i can wait i promise! thank you ☺️ -🥺

He was busy talking at phone when you entered your shared house. Actually, he was always at phone. Making or taking calls, all about money and business stuff. You actually thought he is always giving the death sentence to another coward or traitor , every time he was talking at the phone.

You told that to him once. And he started to laugh, calling you cute and hugging you at his well defined chest, only to hear him saying: "Important business like killing someone isn't stuff to discuss at phone, babygirl."

I mean, he knew better. He is a mafia leader after all.

Letting your bags on the floor, careful to not make him notice you, you took off your coat and high heels and placed them on the granite dales floor, with a gentle and slowly move.

With the precision of a cat, you fixed your "targget" and starting to run to him, jumping over the couch, right on his back. "Rawwwwrrr!!!" You tried to sound fierce, but ended up meowing like a little cat, making Namjoon bite back a laugh, since he was having a serious call.

You started to bite on his ear, tugging on his ear lobe with your lips, pulling his hair softly, completly messing up his whole attire, making him groan in annoyence, a hidden smile playing on his lips.

"Alright, don't fail me!" He said and hanged up on the phone.

"Rawwwr!!!" You said once more, making him laugh. "What are you doing, kitten?" He was smiling bright, caressing your thighs who were wrapped around his waist from behind.

"I'm a tiger! Rawwwr!" You insisted, bitting his ear once more, making him flip you over the couch, turning around in your hold, making you blush of how close he was.

God, he is perfection.

"Oh, I am so scared!" He teased, caressing your hands and tangling your fingers with his making you pout. "You should be!" You insisted.

"Of my kitten? Never." He placed a delicate kiss on your lips.