Fic Rec!

Fic Rec!

Oh man, alright friend get ready bc this one’s going to be a long list! but if you exhaust this list, you can check out my fic rec tag for more recent recs!! (if you’re on mobile you’ll have to scroll to the bottom and click specifically on the fic rec tag! sorry tumblr mobile is a lil spotty) Aite firstly, my holy trinity:

@deerguk​ // @ggukyng // @gukvory Sillage is just *heart eyes* but srsly she has a ton of other fics that are complete masterpieces as well like A Ticket to the Sun and Slip Through The Seams so check out her whole masterlist!

@inktae Pretty sure Blue Orchids is considered a classic like am I right or am I right? Also First Light is another one you should definitely check out. Just such a talented writer you have to read everything she’s ever written ok?

@jungblue If you read bts fics and you haven’t heard of Future Hearts yet like go check it out right now. Also, check out her whole masterlist while you’re at it! (she’s so talented, I cry every time I think about her writing)

These 3 are just… how do I put it into words? They’re just legends.

Alrighty now on to some other talented writers whom I admire! (in no particular order)

Love At First Touch by @bagelswrites This one is an OCxJimin and it’s on AO3 but you guys have to have to HAVE TO read this bc it’s so good (thanks @roseok for recommending this one to me bc i love it)

Fall For You by @kimvtae Fuckboy Jungkook yassss plus her writing style is beauts! and I love how Jungkook was portrayed throughout the whole fic (’: also please read Diamond in the Rough bc it’s a masterpiece I swear.

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And Finally You

J Hope / Hoseok | BTS 1100 words | FLUFF honestly if it doesn’t make u cheese idk what will; warning for one cuss word and like… the most vague allusion to sex ever

She wasn’t lying when she’d mumbled to him in the early morning as he eased out from under the safety of her blankets to get ready for his day. He’d chuckled at her promise, heart swelling at her consistent desire to support him, despite the fact he’d gift it to her if she’d let him.

Thirty minutes later, after he’d downed a quick breakfast and brushed his teeth, dressed and put his things by the door, he returned to the bedroom where she dozed.

He bit back a smile at the sight of her bundled in blankets and now hugging his abandoned pillow (a very poor substitute if you’d asked her. It smells like you but it’s not warm and it doesn’t hug back). He tip-toed toward her and let his knee sink into the bed in order to loom over her resting figure and press a kiss to her face.

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bloom | jhs

⇢ summary: your soulmate’s first words to you will be burned into the skin of your wrist upon first meeting them. no one anticipated that yours would turn out to be a world famous rapper by the name of jung hoseok. (soulmate au, celebrity au, flower shop au)

⇢ genre: fluff, light angst

⇢ word count: 1.8k

⇢ warnings: swearing; some mentions of sexual content

⇢ note: i’m sorry that i love soulmate aus so much but also,,, i’m not. inspired by the song of the same title.

The first day of the rest of your life begins with blinding sunlight and the chiming of the front door as the very first customer of the day pads into the room thirty minutes before opening.

No one else is parked in the front. It is barely eight o’clock in the morning. The electric red sign out front is not lit up to buzz alive to say OPEN just yet. Jungkook is still very obviously cleaning the windows in preparation, for God’s sake. You do not have enough patience for this with an absence of caffeine electrifying your veins awake.

The young man has a shock of ruby colored hair and an ink-black mask pulled over the lower half of his face. He’s either deliriously ill with something far worse than the common cold or a goddamn psychopath, you decide, because no one in their right mind would wear a mask when the sun has sweat dripping down everyone’s nose before noon.

“You’re welcome to stay here,” you call out to him from the cash register. “But you can’t buy anything until we officially open. Y’know, in, like, thirty minutes.”

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comminatory. BTS Suga

↳ Masterlist

↳ Genre: Fluff ; Smut ; angst if you squint and read it backwards? ; city AU

↳ Summary: Comminatory (adj.): threatening, punitive, or vengeful. You never expect the guy that always seems to be your taxi driver to be so good with kids, or his tongue.

↳ Word Count: approx. 10,156

↳ Tags: cursing, oral (female receiving), reader has tattoos, fluff without a good plot?, minor violence, street assault, nothing major tho really just oral and cursing but just for safety u kno

↳ Notes: first repost on this acc. :) i swear i will edit this. at some point?

Lessons can be learned just by looking all around the city. Cities, no matter how big or small, are without a doubt full of people. With people, a lot of bad things are brought, sure, like emotions, but people also bring hope. Hope is always coupled with struggle, which is always coupled with an evolving story. Everyone had their own story, constantly changing and morphing.

Cities thrive on many things. Money being one of them, but also things that are less physical. For example, culture. Another raw ability could be communication skills – not everyone speaks the same language, but some jobs are impossible without talking. One more possible suggestion could be relationships. Everything is connected in some way or another.

Something that’s taught in even kindergarten, all around the world, could be reinforced by looking at any city in the world: don’t judge a book by its cover. This specific proverb is refreshed in Yoongi’s head when you climb into his taxi car.

You, however, don’t come free. Oh no. There’s a price. And Yoongi pays against his will, because the price you come with is the yelling of vulgar curses and some variation of a half-full beer can spilling across his taxi car and probably denting it. He smoothly transitioned from the curb of the street to the bustling, traffic-filled city streets. It was normal, for a Saturday at two in the morning.

He waits till he’s on the opposite lane, a few intersections away from the physical manifestation of disagreement before he introduced his deep, gravelly voice to your ears. “Where to?” He asks, his deep chocolate brown eyes stealing their first good glance at you in the rearview mirror.

Shock greeted his consciousness when he saw your eyes already staring back at him.

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Your Biggest Fan

Pairing: HoseokxReader

Genre: Smut, plussize!reader, college!au 

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and purely for entertainment. It is not meant to label or reflect the members in any way. The events within are fictitious. 

Summary: The runner of a nsfw blog, you’d never expected to run into a follower. You’re a dirty secret they kept to themselves. Then you run into Jung Hoseok, a frat boy and your biggest fan. 

Eight months, two weeks and three days passed since you and Eric split. It’d been rocky for you at first. You’d grown used to Eric’s presence in your life for the past two years. You had something to do on weekends, someone to run errands with and talk to everyday. Every day started with a ‘morning beautiful’ text and nights ended with kisses on your doorstep. When you’d finally had enough that minor happiness crumbled. Even now, you somewhat missed his goofy smile and lame jokes. He’d always cared, comforted and adored you. A generous and considerate person, he never complained about your moodiness or small spurts of frustration. You’d never met anyone like him before Y/BFF/N’s party. He hadn’t been the most attractive, but he’d made you feel special once.

The things you didn’t miss often crept back up after. You didn’t miss his subtle manipulations and passive aggressiveness. Rather than encourage you to go to the gym and eat healthier, Eric fed you more. Your friends told you that happened in relationships since you went out so much. But they didn’t get it. Someone like you can’t afford to gain more weight. Whenever you expressed this, Eric merely said, “Yeah. We’ll go to the gym (insert day long from that moment) when I’m not working.” A part of you hoped it was because he didn’t care how you looked or perhaps liked your “curviness”. You knew better. Eric was older than you, desperate for love, and settled for the first girl who came along. He’d taken you as is…

As long as you obeyed him. He never said it out loud. He never made mention of it in conversation, but you knew. Eric wanted a housewife. He wanted a girl who’d cook and keep his house in order, whilst caring for the children. He wanted a woman who’d submit to him whenever he wanted, which explained his many tantrums whenever you refused him. You didn’t have the heart to tell him the truth: he sucked in bed. Lacking arousal each time, every thrust pained you. You’d walk to the bathroom with that familiar ache between your legs; sometimes you got an infection from the copious amount of lube he used. He never kept attention on you long enough, but expected lengthy blowjobs from you. You did try guiding him, but it’d be gone by the next time. If he’d been someone else, you’d tell them. But with Eric, you kept your silence. He was so sweet and loving of you, you couldn’t tell him the truth. It certainly didn’t help whenever he mentioned your other lovers. They’d hadn’t been much good either, so you didn’t see why he cared about out-doing them.

All you had now was your blog. You’d set it up around the time Eric left and didn’t think anything might come from it. A Not Safe for Work blog, you’d started out reblogging porn gifs, videos and stories you’d written. Then one night you took a bold step and posted a picture. Leaving out your head, you showcased the new pink lingerie set you’d bought but never used. Suddenly, a flood of comments rolled in afterwards. People from everywhere wrote how much they loved your body and photos. Naturally a few creeps came with it, but otherwise their comments uplifted you. For once you didn’t feel gross or undesirable. People made it very clear how gorgeous they thought your body was and what it did to them. Some even offered you money for private camera sessions or your used panties.

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my writing.

I decided to use a mobile masterlist which is hopefully friendly to cellphones and which I will frequently reblog. I wish you a happy reading time and have a good day!

genre | college au. summary | she is called a whore, a slut. jeongguk is called the most gorgeous young man, a dandy little fellow. and both do the same: fucking around. warnings | cursing, mentions of alcohol and drug abuse, quarter-graphic smut. word count | 5968. link | daab. 

genre | agent au. summary | “all my intel said you’re not meant to be back until next week and I’m using your flat as a sniper nest to kill a bad guy. this is awkward.” warnings | mature content, mention of death, swearing, graphic smut. link | isom 1. isom 2. isom 3.

genre | brothel au. summary | a nightly visit to the beast’s cave which involves silk, a sense for novel, and no clothes at all. warnings | graphic smut, mature content. word count | 2407. link | seoab.

genre | badboy au, gang au. summary | she doesn’t know him but the hazard growing around him like a freshly watered bush was definitely something she noticed about jeon jeongguk. warnings | mention of drugs. link | cktc 1. cktc 2.

genre | pharaoh au. summary | in the hot south there was, searching for concubines, a man as powerful as gods and he wants her. wanings | objectifying women, racism, mature content, graphic smut link | asott 1. asott 2.