I Love Flower Hobi!

I love Flower Hobi!

Flower | 29

; Hoseok x Reader

;Genre: Fluff, slight angst

; Warnings: Discussions of periods and contraception

; Word Count: 4.6k

; Synopsis: You finally decide to take a dip into the world of online dating and find the Flower dating app. One of the top matches for you proves to be a guy who looks to be your complete opposite; tattooed, pierced, a metalhead and oh…incredibly handsome. What happens when you throw caution to the wind and reach out to him?

; A/N: I know it’s taking a long time for me to update this but I hope you enjoy it :D Please reblog if you do and let me know what you think my commenting on this or sending me an ask!

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This was so hot and sexy. Oof Jungkook is just wow.

▨ Hands-On Learning ▨

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•Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Friends-to-Lovers  • College (Grad School) AU

Summary: You have - most inconveniently - become obsessed with your dissertation partner’s hands. In an effort to relieve some stress about it, you begin sending texts to your best friend detailing - explicitly - what you want those hands to do to you.

Perhaps you should have checked the number a bit more carefully.

Word Count: 5300

Rating and Warnings: (Explicit/18+) for mature themes, innuendo, and explicit sexual content • unprotected sex • nipple play • use of restraints • there are mirrors • tit slapping…Um. Let me know if I miss something?

Author’s Note: I wrote this in response to my FIRST EVER nsfw prompt which was simply “Jungkook’s hands.” I hope you like it, Anon! 

At one point the reader mentions “Fort Knox” which is one of the most secure facilities in the USA.

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This is bad. 

“Do you think she’ll actually go through and count all of our sources-”

This is really bad. 

“I only have seventeen, but I looked over documents from the medieval period-”

His fingers plowed through those long chocolate locks in frustration and your eyes literally crossed. 

This is nuclear winter bad. 

“- not many people have written about this specific style of iconography and the last scholar to contribute meaningfully to the field-”

Jungkook absently reached for his pencil and your pulse scattered in panic. 

No. Dear sweet heaven please not the pencil - 

He twirled it deftly over his knuckles, flicking his wrist casually so it cracked with a sharp little pop. 

You clenched. Hard. 

“WATER!”

Papers slid in all directions as you abruptly shot out of your seat. Jungkook’s startled gaze darted up to yours. 

“A-…are you ok?”

“Yes. Uh yeah. I’m just…thirsty.”

These were the truest words you had ever spoken. 

Your sweet, kind, doe-eyed project partner smiled, blissfully unaware of all the ways you were defiling him in your head. 

“Kitchen is right around the corner. Help yourself.”

“Mmmhmm,” you squeaked. 

A few moments later - in the relative privacy of Jeon Jungkook’s kitchen, you pressed your forehead against his fancy steel fridge and groaned. 

Woman, you’re a disgrace.

It wasn’t always like this.  You can still remember a time (3 weeks ago) when you were a normal person and not one good knuckle crack away from being an exhibitionist. 

School had been a priority for years. You came from a modest family with a modest income, and that meant you needed to work for every opportunity - academically and financially. 

So you did. 

You worked all the way through undergrad and the first year of a Master’s degree in Museum Studies with few breaks and even fewer encounters with the opposite sex. 

And you were fine with that. You had goals - dreams. Sure, you were a tad lonely and routinely stressed, but your friends were amazing and you found yourself oddly …

Content. 

Until Jeon Jungkook wrapped his glorious hands around the proverbial rug and yanked it right out from under you. 

At first glance, he posed no true threat. Yes he was gorgeous (you were not legally blind), and well-built, and overwhelmingly polite, but you were no untried novice. If Calculus 211 with Park Jimin hadn’t broken you, then nothing would. 

Or so you thought. 

Maybe it was his habit of wearing baggy sleeves that hung loosely over his limbs till only the barest hint of fingertips were visible, but your initial impression of the newest addition to your graduate cohort was unmemorable. Your seasoned brain automatically filtered out anything about him that could be a distraction and then blissfully went about its business… totally unaware that there was a torpedo in the water. 

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I love this story so much, can't belive we are near the end.

Rattled 07 (M) | JJK

{Pairing} Jeon Jeongguk/Reader 

{Genre} Single dad AU, Angst, Healing, E2L, F2L, Smut

{Rating} E 18+

{Word Count} 5.3K

{Warnings} ANGST, alcohol consumption, kissing

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OMG! This was so good, so many feels and an amazing twist to the story.

Deal

What do you do when your teenage brother’s cancer is too far gone? Well, you summon a cocky crossroad demon to make a deal; your life for Taehyung’s.

pairing: demon!jk x reader

genre: angst, fluff, smut.

word count: uhm, …19.5k

warnings: some parts are very sad, reader is prepared for her life to end and her brother has terminal cancer :/ also not very great descriptions of cancer treatment, im not a doctor. penetrative sex, switch/very soft dom/slightly sub jk lmao, his dick is…ribbed. also blood, mentions of killing, death, branding skin, wounds by arrow…

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© Deal is copyright vinterjeon 2020. This fic can not be modified, re-posted, or translated without my permission.

author’s note: inspired by the crossroad demons of supernatural who seal their deals with a kiss and then collect the humans’ souls. also this is pure shit so im sorry :( tumblr literally did NOT want this fic up because it gave me H E L L trying to upload so if things shit then it is what it is im having an aneurism

It’s empty. Not a single soul present, except for you. You should’ve picked a different location, surely crossroads are abundant. But this one was desolate, no one around to witness the massive fool you’re about to make of yourself. Maybe it’s also due to the fact that it’s in the middle of the night. Probably.

Your trusty old car waits a couple of meters behind, lazily pulled over on the side of the thin, dirt road and with the headlights on to guide you. There are a few sparsely placed streetlights, but none that’s emitting actual light. You’ve retrieved the plastic bag containing the three components needed, and it swings heavily from your hand. You won’t deny that you’re nervous.

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Ooh love the twist.

Love and Death | Pt. 3

• Pairing: Demon!Yoongi x Jungkook • Genre: Angst, Smut  | Rating: Mature| Demon!AU • Words: 7,4k | AO3 • Disclaimer: mentioning of drugs, alcohol, death, nsfw-content

written with @cassiavioletblue​

↳ “You’re quite the creature of habit aren’t you?” He commented at finding Jungkook in the same spot doing the same thing […]. “Most people when faced with death try to change their lives, be healthier or better versions of themselves.” He nodded towards the cigarette in Jungkook’s hand. “Not you apparently.”

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Jungkook was a solitary by nature; he felt most comfortable and natural when he was alone. He was walking down the street and only the streetlamps were lit brightly, lighting him the way. He liked living in big cities, feeling like he could vanish into the dark easily and no one seemed to be bothered by him and he wasn’t bothered by anyone else in return. Stepping into a Starbucks, Jungkook ordered his evening latte like he did every night after his shift. His own little habit of luxury.

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I am always blown away by your writing, so detailed and honest.

Flower | 30

; Hoseok x Reader

; Genre: Angst, fluff

; Warnings: Discussions of sex, questions of consent (no rape, don’t worry), body issues, body weight issues, self-esteem problems, self-confidence issues, brief mention of self-harm thoughts, mentions of bullying

; Word Count: 4.2k

; Synopsis: You finally decide to take a dip into the world of online dating and find the Flower dating app. One of the top matches for you proves to be a guy who looks to be your complete opposite; tattooed, pierced, a metalhead and oh…incredibly handsome. What happens when you throw caution to the wind and reach out to him?

; A/N: This chapter is one pretty close to me and might be tough for anyone else who’s also overweight or has been overweight during those tough times in school! Don’t worry about the MC, she’s okay. There’s no rape, the consent thing is briefly mentioned as a question. Please reblog this if you enjoyed so others can read, leave me comments or asks so I can know what you think :) only 10 more chapters left…

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