I Honestly Dont Have Words To Describe This, It Was Amazing! I Stayed Up All Night Trying To Finish This

i honestly don’t have words to describe this, it was amazing! i stayed up all night trying to finish this whole series bc i simply couldn’t get enough from the story ans the characters. the author did such a good job telling the story i dont feel like there was a moment it was boring or felt like a filler. it was just perfect <3

Arranged Chapter One

Description: Y/N is a struggling student in Seoul: working multiple jobs, living in a broom closet apartment, and often sacrificing her dignity for the sake of her livelihood. What happens when a handsome stranger presents her with an offer she cannot refuse at the moment she needs it most?

Pairing: Min Yoongi x (f) Reader

Word Count: 5,142

Tags: Non-Idol!Au, Chaebol!Au, Company!Au, Arranged Marriage!Au

Warnings: Coarse language, although not frequently

A/N: Hey there! This has been sitting on my computer for ages and I’m just now finding the courage to post it. I’m already a few chapters in, so if you guys (whoever you are) enjoy it, then by all means let me know and I’ll post more! I really love writing, and I’m working on multiple things at once, but if this is something you guys want to see more of then I’ll prioritize it. Hope you enjoy! 

–Mercury

Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Four, Chapter Five, Chapter Six, Chapter Seven, Chapter Eight, Chapter Nine, Chapter Ten, Chapter Eleven, Chapter Twelve, Chapter Thirteen, Chapter Fourteen, Chapter Fifteen, Chapter Sixteen (END)

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consider this... so ballet class is done for the day and jimin is rubbing down the bars/wiping the foggy mirrors and y/n sees him and shes like you guys go ahead. then she stays to help him bc he works so hard to be a good teacher BUT THEN WHEN THEY FINISH ITS LIKE AFTER HOURS and they attempt to leave the building but realize that the janitor locked up so they're trapped inside and they're forced to be alone together until the person jimin called for help finally comes. imagine the TENSION 🥺

➺ pairing; park jimin x reader

➺ genre; balletteacher!jiminiverse!!! mostly cute things happen but also some words r exchanged that make it a little hot n heavy heh 

➺ wordcount: 8k 

➺ what to expect; “what-“ your voice cracks, “-makes you think that, mr. park?”

➺ optional readings: one; two; three

➺ note; i hope u don’t mind but i changed the request a little bit!! there’s still plenty of y/n and jimin cleaning up the classroom but the janitor didn’t make it in as a character :’(( but i douBT you guys care about the janitor anyway because hello it’s jimin and y/n!!! as per usual this drabble spun out of control which is why it’s 8k words long :D also i’m realising that all the parts combined basically add up to one of my regular fics so i guess ballet!jimin could’ve been a fic but enough about thAT i hope this very large drabble pleases the crowd!!! (also i’m sorry i couldn’t find the original source of the gif but i found it off this pinterest page) happy reading!!

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you typically do not condone lying because you believe in the idea that if you tell a lie, that lie will come back sooner or later to bite you in the ass… so it’s always better to tell the truth!

honesty is the best policy, after all  

with that being said you aRe human at the end of the day and you can make exceptions at times when it comes to telling the truth

and this would definitely be one of those times

“how come you haven’t packed your stuff up yet, slow-poke?” lisa nudges your back with her duffle bag and you turn around from your locker to see her and a couple of the other girls all packed up and ready to go “and how come you’re still in uniform??”

you pause for a second before offering her a sheepish smile “i… uh…”

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guess the emoji with bts

banana milk || jjk

⇢ pairing: jungkook x reader ⇢ genre: smut. ⇢ word count: 6.7K ⇢ theme: strangers to lovers.  ⇢ rating: explicit. ⇢ warnings: cursing, dirty talk, slight sprite slander, car sex(idk what’s with me, but car sex with jungkook sounds hot), nipple play, dry humping, handjob, mild exhibitionism, spit, finger sucking, slight thigh riding, outdoor sex, jungkook is lowkey cocky and sexy as fuck. ⇢ summary: sent to the grocery store in the middle of the day, you’d never believe who you ran into in the milk aisle.  ⇢ A/N: dude i looked for hours for the gif verison of that picture and couldn’t find it but pls it fits so perfectly. so like if you have the gif one, pls send it my way x

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I HAVE NO WORDS FOR THIS. IT WAS AMAZING

crush

filed under. i totally forgot i wrote this. also i like the name eunmi sue me 

notes. thank you to @lonelyending for reading thru this crusty story and making me feel good enough about it again to post it. also @suga-kookiemonster bc im pretty sure i sent u this like a year ago and u told me to post it it but….i forgot abt it shdgjsgd. writing/life in general has been hard recently so pls accept this kookfic to hold yous over until i update just one

genre. fluff, light comedy, light angst, smut

warnings. smut (oral sex: f receiving, penetrative unprotected sex) 

length. 5.1k

the first thing jungkook thinks when he sees you is wow.

he hasn’t been up for very long, and you don’t even know he’s looking at you through the window. yoongi-hyung has wrapped you up in his arms as you sob and sob, muted behind the protective hospital glass. even with messy hair and wet eyes he’s starstruck. it’s why he recoils slightly when jimin and namjoon explain to him that you’re his wife.

“my,” he can’t even say the word. “my…”

“your wife,” namjoon repeats. “you know what a wife is, right? marriage?”

“yes,” jungkook huffs, digging his nails into his scalp. “i lost my memory, hyung, not my fucking brain cells." 

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this was absolutely amazing! i lovers ready every word of it and the way it's so beautifully written it enthralled me.

picking flowers ⤑ kth | m.

⟶ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:〝in the seven years you’ve been away, love had caused flowers to bloom in taehyung’s chest only for them to wilt when she’d left him. when you meet taehyung again, he doesn’t know what love is and more importantly, doesn’t know how to love or if he can ever love again. can you teach him? or will a garden of unrequited love blossom within the confines of your own chest? 〞hanahaki au. ex-childhood friends to lovers au. neighbours au. reunion au.

❥ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: florist!taehyung x botanist!reader

❥ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: angst ⋆ fluff ⋆ smut

❥ 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 40k // i’m sorry, i’m really so so sorry

⟶ 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: mentions of blood, mentions of death, soft!dom taehyung, slight possessive!taehyung, big cock!taehyung ofc it’s me, sub!reader, public sex, sex in a park, marking, body worship, breast worship, pussy worship, pussy eating, dirty talk, face riding, hair pulling, fingering, cum eating, cum sharing, praise, handjob, riding, unprotected sex, cockwarming, soft sex, impregnation kink, creampie kink, but this is just really soft and i love taehyung, mutual orgasms, creampie

➵ find the playlist here

➵ 𝑎/𝑛: hello I’m so sorry this is so long, I really didn’t expect it to be but i hope you enjoy it nevertheless 🥺👉🏼👈🏼

⏤ Beta Read by my girlfriend @peekaboongi​ and edited by the sweetest bean @shadowsremedy​

⏤ Part of the @ksmutclub​‘s ‘Festive Frivolity’ Spring Project!

The early morning sun floats lazily: nestled low in the sky as it continues rising over the horizon of the sea. Standing at the wall that separates the pathway from the beach, you can’t help but take in a deep breath. Lightly salted air assaults your senses, the scent of sea spray so densely thick in the air that you can taste the barest hint of salt on your lips. You poke your tongue out, swiping the wet appendage across the soft petals of your mouth; the action only causing the briny flavour of the sea to deepen.

Swallowing thickly, you take in a deep breath - letting the fragrance of the seashore wash over you as you bask under the warm glow of daylight. The pleasant feel of sunshine on your skin, paired with the sounds of breaking waves flittering through your ears; and the mild essence of the ocean on your lips, has a sense of calm washing you. You relish in the quiet solace: the concordant stimuli eliciting a sense of nostalgia you simply cannot shake off.

It’s been a while since you’ve been home.

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