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Hoseok, honestly do you support "soft gentle hobi" concept or "dom Hoseok" if you had to choose one?

"It depends on my mood, sometimes I would love for people to see me more than a cute sunshine 👉🏼👈🏼"

Hi, may I please request the fluff ( with a bit of smut ) with J-Hope where reader is kinda tall but tiny (thin) and is insecure abt her small chest and Hobi makes it clear that she's perfect for him and that he loves her very much? Thank you so much 💞💞💞

☆Chocolate chips°•~🍫~

Jung Hoseok × reader;

husband!au;

Genre: fluff, smut, nsfw!, husband!au, husband!hoseok!, dom!hoseok, sub!reader, idol!au (only mentioned he is an idol);

WARNINGS: NSFW!, smut, mentions of self hate, issues, anxiety, tears (ALL THE BODIES ARE BEAUTIFUL, GURLS!!!!!), nipple playing, chocolate playing, breasts playing, french kissing, marking, hickeys, CHOKING(😌);

Description: You are a tall and thin girl and you were always concerned about your flat chest. But what happens when one day you get obssesed with Instagram girls and end up hating your body more? Hoseok is there to show you how perfect you are.

You were done with Instagram. For life. You kept scrolling on it all day long, at first, trying to find more posts about kittens and puppies, because you found them so adorable, but then you saw a picture of one of the idols you knew that Hoseok is listening to and likes.

"She is so skinny..." you said. "But look at her breasts..."

A sad feeling started to grow inside of you. At first it was her, then another post with another skinny girl, but with huge breasts and then many of them followed. You were exhused, mentally exhused. You threw your phone on the couch, not caring if it will fall off of it and break.

You went in front of the mirror, throwing off your cotton t-shirt. And there they were. Or weren't. Your breasts. Your small breasts, which you hated so much. You were always concerned about them, about how small they were beside the ones the other girls had.

Sitting from your profile, you almost sobbed when you saw nothing. You wanted to hit all the girls that kept on complaining about their watermelons , about their hips and curves. They were always jealous on how tall and thin you were, telling you how much they wished to have your body.

You scoffed. You looked like a boy into your eyes, so why would they want your body, when they looked like godesses. You couldn't even realise why Hoseok married you in first place. You- a nonkorean; you- who were almost as tall as he was; you- the girl with no curves; You used to love your body, until you started to date an idol. Is not like Hoseok was treating you bad, or without respect, calling you bad names.

No, Hoseok was exactly the opposite. He loved you so much and he loved your body. He used to praise you so much, making sure you are alright and happy. He wanted to make sure you are aware of how important and perfect you are to him. Your husband was all you ever asked for. Sweet, caring, a sunshine. He simply lives for making you feel happy and loved.

So this is why you didn't understand why such a perfect, amazing and generous person like him would love someone like you. Even to make love with you! And you remember how you never felt weird while sharing such an intimate moment with him, as I said, he was amazing.

Wiping your tears, which you didn't even realise you let out, you put back your t-shirt, not wanting to see your flat chest anymore, almost toring it apart, in frustration.

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Later on, you were cuddling with your husband. You formed a little ball, hidding yourself at his bare chest, his hand gently stroking your hair, the other one burried into the chocolate chips pack. He was smiling and eating the chips, enjoying the cartoons on the TV. He just got home from the boys, he used to visit them often, after she moved with you, sharing the apartment.

But Hoseok noticed how quiet you are. The moment he got home and wrapped his arms around you, tuging you closer at his chest, he saw you weren't smiling. He actually thought you are not happy to see him, for a second. When he asked you what happened, you put on a fake smile, which didn't escape him, as well, but he said nothing.

Now you were still silent, staring at his profile the whole time, examinating the way his jaw was moving while he was chewing the chips, the way he used to lick his lips after each one, down to his beautiful neck, to the veins of it which were so visible when he was mad or singing...

"Do I look like a boy?" You asked out of suddent, making him freeze on the half way of eating a chips. You were staring some where else, not wanting to know his answer. "What did you say?" he asked you and cupped your face, turning it, to make you look at him.

You slowly looked at him, trying to not let go of the tears you were holding. "Why would you think like this, Y/N?" he stroked your jaw with his thumb, titling his head. You were bitting your bottom lip, nibbling the soft flesh with your teeth, making it a mess of ripped skin and blood.

He softly pull it out by his thumb, giving it a soft suck, taking you by surprise. "B-Because I look like a boy. I don't have curves like other girls do, I am so tall and thin, a girl is supposed to be short and curvy- "

You were cut off by Hoseok's mouth crashing on yours. You widened your eyes, wanting to pull away of him, to ask him what happened, but he wrapped his veiny hand around your throat, giving it a slightly squeeze, his dirty fingers leaving chocolate marks on your delicate skin.

Hoseok sucked your bottom lip hard, his fingers pushing more into your skin, earning a gasp from you, which he didn't hesitate to push his warm tongue inside the cave of your mouth, meeting yours. With soft but same time possessive moves of his wet muscle, he touched your tongue, massaging and licking it, making you shiver and lean back on the arm of the couch, pulling him to you, by his arms. You softly moaned inside of his mouth when he started to explore your mouth, not leaving a place uncaressed.

Catching his tongue and sucking on it, making him groan in pleasure. Sticking his tongue out for you to suck on it as if you were sucking something else, making him closer his eyes and choke you harder, taking a moan from you, as well. Pulling away for you two to breathe, Hoseok planted kisses down your jaw, slighty nibbling on your skin.

"Y/N, babygirl...." he whispered on your neck, giving it kitty lick, collecting all the chocolate he left on it, making you shiver, goosebumps forming on your skin, covering your body. "You are perfect, just the way you are. I love you body so much, it always amazes me..." he whispered, between kisses and leaving love marks on your clear skin. (Clear- without marks, I am not talking about the skin tone.)

Your breath was messy, chest rising up and falling down back, blood rushing in your cheeks. Right when you wanted to complain and tell him how wrong he is, Hoseok lifted up your t-shirt, exposing your torso. You gasped and tried to cover yourself but he pinned your hands on both sides of your head, cocking a brow at you.

"Don't you dare cover yourself, my beautiful girl!" His voice was soft but yes serious, same as his voice. Sweet but determinated, imposing, making you listen to him and keep your hands beside your head. "Good girl~" he said and kissed you once more.

But you couldn't respond the kiss, because in one second, Hoseok's face was on your chest, placing open mouthed kisses of your chest and small breasts, making you blush even more. "These breasts are perfect for me!" he said and cupped them, giving them a firm squeeze, making you arch your back to meet his hands.

He smirked and sucked the spot of your neck, leaving a huge and visible mark on it, making you moan in pleasure. Massaging one of your breasts, he stared down at your beautiful face. You had your eyes closed, enjoying the way he was playing with your nipples, rubbing them between his index finger and thumb, slightly pulling on it, pinching the little bud, making it erected.

"These beautiful breasts are all mines. No matter of they are big or small, round or not,no matter if you are curvy or not, you are all mine and this is all that matters." You heard him saying, before getting out a chocolate chips. You frowned and stared at him. Was he really gonna eat right then?!

But Hoseok used it to circle your soft nipples, coaxing them in melted chocolate, making you gasp and him to smirk. Pushing the chips into your mouth, making you eat it, Hoseok started at his art work. Rubbing his full of chocolate fingers on your breasts, spreading it everywhere, he was adoring you.

And you felt so shy, but same time so sexy in front of him. How couldn't you anyway? When he was staring at you with so much adoration, venerating your body. "Oh baby you did such a mess. I guess I have to devour these chocolate chips!"

Hoseok's tongue touched the skin of your chest, trailing circles on it and around your nipple, collecting the chocolate and making you squirm under him, soft whimpers leaving your parted lips. He smirked against your skin and took your nipple into his mouth, sucking it hard.

"A-Ah, Hoseok..." you said, burring your hands into his hair, holding in his soft locks, while his mouth was working on your nipples. It felt so good to have his mouth stimulating you so well, caressing your soft nipples, sucking and softly nibbling on them.

You were a moaning mess, arching your back so he will take more. He opened his mouth and took your whole titt into his mouth, sucking it so hard, moving his wet muscle on nipple in fast motion. You pulled on his hair, shutting your eyes tight.

"See?" He said, licking his lips and staring down at you. You opened your eyes slowly, staring at his full of chocolate lips and rising an eyebrow at him.

"Your titts are delicious!" he said.

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Author's note: @soft-hobi-hours love, sorry for taking this long, I've been busy! I really enjoyed writing this, I really hope you like it!!!! ♡

My requests are always open, feel free to send me requests for drabbles and truth or dare with BTS!

Hello! I’m sorry you’re feeling sad for not receiving many requests recently, and I’m here to make one! I thought you were already working on some, that’s why I didn’t send any before :”) Can I request a Drabble where Hobi is jealous bc reader’s co-star (actor) is flirting with her in an interview? Hoseok could be backstage waiting for them to finish, and then he would show you and your co-star who you belong to. Feel free to change anything! Thank you, xoxo 🥰 (PS: Hobi could be in BTS)

It was annoying. Disgusting. Horrible. Inappropriate.

This is what Hoseok was thinking, watching your live interview you were taking to Yoo Seung -ho, who happened to be your favourite actor and was obviously flirting with you, right in front of his eyes, as if he wasn't there, as if he wasn't Jung Hoseok.

Rolling his eyes, he shifted his place from leg to leg.

Hoseok scoffed. He remembered that period when the drama was broadcasted at TV, a dark period to him, because instead of cuddling, talking, or even becoming intimate with him, you were spending your weekend nights watching that fucker. And you knew very well he had time for you only in weekends, since his schedule was full, because of the band's projects.

"So, Yoo Seung-ho nim. Can you, please, tell us about your last project, which ended on April the 30th, this year? It is one of my favourite dramas ever, I enjoyed every new episode." You said with a huge, bright smile on your face, staring at the man in front of you.

"Sure! That would be my pleasure! Memorist is based on the webtoon with the same title, by Jae-Hoo."

Hoseok wasn't even listening. He was analising the actor, hating the way he was smiling and staring at his girl.

"And also... knowing a beautiful woman like you, miss Y/N, watched my last project and knowing that you are one of my biggest fans flatters me a lot and warms me up inside. You should come over to my house, one day."

Hoseok narrowed his eyes, couldn't beliving his ears. "O-Oh?" You nervously laughed, a blush creeped on your cheeks, making you look beautiful even more and caused Hoseok to curse under his breath.

"You mean, you want me to take another interview?" You were so excited. Seung-ho shook his head and said something that made Hoseok's blood boil.

"That too, miss Y/N! But I was thinking that we can get to know each other more! "

Later on you where bended over the couch, your ass sore, tears streaming down your face, hands tied up at your back with your panties. You whimpered when Hoseok's hand colided with the sensitive skin of your red ass cheek, a loud sound filling the room.

"Continue counting!" He growled, smacking your ass with more force, making you almost jump forward. "T-Ten..." you mumbled, but it came out more like a whine.

"Why are you being punished, Y/N?" He asked, sarcasm sensed in his voice, while his palm made contact with your skin again. Whining loud, you answered him.

"I-I was a bad g-girl- "

But you couldn't finish, yelping in pain and pleasure, when your mad boyfriend grabbed a full fist of your hair, throwing your head back.

"Tell this to him!" He hissed in your ear, a wide smirk playing on his handsome face.

"I-I was a bad girl, I flirted with another man. M-My daddy is m-mad on me, I deserve to be punished!" you said between whines and whimpers from the smacks your daddy kept on giving you.

All under the stare of poor Yoo Seung-ho, who was tied up on a chair, his mouth muffled with his own tie, so he won't scream for help.

Author's note: hi, lovely! You are so sweet! I am sorry you had to wait one day for me to post this! I hope you enjoy your first request made by this Mochi! If you do, please remember that my asks are always open! Sending love!!💕

Hi! Hope you're having an amazing day 💜 I just wanted to ask if you could write about a dom hobi with a chubby reader, and if you want lots of nipple play and tits related stuff. Thank you so so much. Love uuuu

"H-Hoseok..." you moaned, gripping on his light brown locks, slightly tugging on them, making him suck harder on your full breasts.

He didn't pay attention to your call, he was way too busy sucking on your erected nipples, swirling his warm tongue around them, coaxing them with his wet saliva, only to be grazed by his warm breath, making them feel painful.

Sure thing about Hoseok. He loved you, so much, he loved every inch of you, every scar you had, every beauty spot, every breath you took. You were his godasse. And to him, godasses were exactly like you. Curvy.

Sure, skinny girls were beautiful, but you... you were something else. Being curvy, having sweet and lovely thick thighs- for him to mark, a round ass - for him to smack, big hips- for him to grab, but mostly big breasts, were everything Hoseok wanted from the body of a girl.

Especially your breasts. Your beautiful, round, fully breasts who always drove him crazy when you rode him, hipnotising him by the way the were bouncing. Your amazing big titts which he enjoyed playing with and hiding his face between them. He was the happiest man alive and you were so perfect.

And there you were, laid on your back, with him between your thighs, his face burried on one of your big breasts, his mouth trying to take as much as he could of it. One of his hands gripped on your left breast, firmly squeezing it, his ringed thumb caressing the soft flesh of your nipple. You whimpered, closing your eyes and feeling how you were growing wetter and wetter.

"You like it, huh?" He asked, sucking on your sore nub, muffling as much of your breast as he could, in his mouth and letting go with a plop, making your clit throb in your panties. "You like it when I play with your huge balconies, right, my doll?" He smirked seeing your red cheeks, eyes not daring to meet his.

"Answer me, princess!" He demanded, rubbing and pulling your sensitive buds, watching your face controlled in pleasure. Squeezing your titts together, he licked his lips.

"Yes, master, I like i-it - ...AH!" you moaned loudly, arching your back when he began on abusing your nipples once more, circling both of them with his tongue and harshly pulled them into his mouth, same time.

"Get on your knees then and squeeze your beautiful titts together, for your master, princess!" He comanded you, making you freeze.

"I want to fuck your breasts."

Author's note: hi, anooniee!!🥰 I really damn enjoyed this request!!!! Hope I fullfilled your fantasy 👉🏾👈🏾

Teacher Knows Best

 ; Hoseok x Reader x Jimin

; Genre: Smut

; Word Count: 14k

; Warnings: Gratuitous sex, blowjobs, unprotected sex, threesome, it’s just filth

; Synopsis: Everyone knows that education is important, and the best educators are the most experienced. It’s only fair that they use that knowledge to nurture and teach others. So sit down and pay attention because Mr Jung is going to be giving a hands on lesson. Class is now in session.

; A/N: Be gentle, it’s my first smut. You can all thanks @rbuns @gimmesumsuga and @yminie (thank you for reading!) for encouraging me to write this. I hope it lives up to everyone’s expectations….now I’ma run!

Going into a primary school as an adult is always a strange experience as everything has been designed for kids, which means super tiny furniture and everything on a level that would require you to kneel down. It makes you feel a little like Godzilla running through a city.

Shaking your head to dislodge that bizarre thought, you continue to make your way to your boyfriend’s classroom. Hoseok taught Year 4 kids, which meant he had a class full of rowdy 8 and 9 year olds to wrangle every day. If his stories gushing about the kids and the sweet, fond smile he always got whenever he talked about them were an indication, he adored teaching them.

At 26, he’d been employed at the school now for three years and was onto his third class. You’d like to say that he was getting used to giving up his class when the end of the school year came, the now older children moving on up to Year 5 and becoming Mr Kim Namjoon’s problems while Hoseok inherited Mr Jeon Jungkook’s class.

You’d be lying though, as each year Hoseok had a minor mental breakdown at losing his class, usually resulting in him getting sad and depressive for a few weeks after they’d gone. He remained sad even a week or two after the start of the new year until he fell in love with his new class.

The sheer compassion Hoseok had for his class and his clear love of teaching were just two of the many things you loved about him. Even though you’d been together for six years now, his job had only made new parts of his personality come to life that allowed you to fall in love further.

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Keynote (m)

➺ Banner: As usual, the talent hoarder @kithtaehyung​ 💛

➺ Pairing: Hoseok x Female Reader

➺ Trope: Strangers to Lovers, Non-Idol!AU

➺ Genre: Smut, Slight Fluff

➺ Rating: +18

➺ Word Count: 18.5k

➺ Summary: Sleep was all you had desired, after dealing with an agitating boss, an incompetent coworker and an unsurmountable workload. Right up until your hotel room was flooded with an array of noises from the room next door. Shouting, screaming, begging, moaning. Sleep was all you had desired, but after this night, your desires have grown.

➺ Warnings: (phew lets get this) hard dom!Hoseok, sub!reader, sir kink, voyeurism (she listens through the wall), humping pillow (please don’t let your naked parts touch hotel pillows they are disgusting), nasty dirty talk, humiliation, degradation, masturbation (female), cursing, alcohol, some form of exhibition, name calling, is it siya’s fic if a tie hasn’t been turned into a leash, unsafe driving, we have safewords, grinding on shoe, nipple teasing, pain kink, face slap, spitting, oral (male receiving), seated reverse cowgirl/seated rear-entry/the perch, unprotected sex (for the love of Hoseok, practice safe sex everybody), creampie, spanking, pussy slap, panty stuffing (fiction doesn’t have infection but real life does, please be careful!!), more unprotected sex, tit slaps, missionary to wrap it all up <3, some makeoutz

➺ Cross Posted: AO3

➺ Author’s Note: Depictions of conference is HIGHLY inaccurate, the one I attended was disgusting and online. Big ups to @taegularities and @jimilter for legitimately fixing this whole fic because English isn’t my forte. And @lavienjin for helping me out in the earlier parts (which was in…. July….). They worked almost as hard editing the fic as I did writing, for which I am immensely grateful 💛 Thank you for your patience, and let me know what you think!

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“Soomin, how in the world do you work for a tech company,” you scream into the phone, taking a breath after half that sentence tires you out, “and not realize that the projector needs a connection? Did you think it would photosynthesize?!” 

The receptionist, earlier glaring at you for causing a ruckus, now tones down her frown after hearing the reason for your agony. Even she understands. 

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We got a Hobi chapter and wow was it hot.

Sweeter than Sweet (85)

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Pairings: Jimin x reader, Yoongi x reader, Jimin x Yoongi, Namjoon x reader, Taehyung x reader, Jungkook x reader, Jin x reader, Hoseok x reader. 

Warnings: Angst and smut including the following; explicit dirty talk, sub/dom undertones, fingering, oral sex (female receiving), rough sex, unprotected sex, anal play, anal sex, orgasm denial, cum eating. 

Word count: 6.8K

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For several long, painful seconds, neither of you dare speak.  A glance at Jungkook reveals him to be just as at a loss for words as you are, his wordless mouth gaping open, but Hoseok is waiting for an answer and deep down, you know you have to be the one to give it.  This is your mess, after all.  

Screwing up your courage, you meet his glare, swallowing dryly.   

“I’m guessing Sam called…?” you ask slowly, fighting off the urge to cringe at the dry laughter that follows.  

“Oh yes, she called,” Hoseok says. “Though I could barely hear a word with her crying so hard.”  You do cringe, then, your stomach lurching with such guilt that you feel physically nauseous. “What the hell were you thinking?!” he shouts, and the sudden increase in the volume of his voice makes you jump on the spot, hand nearly slipping from Jungkook’s before he grabs it back, tightening his grip.   Protective, the youngest vampire uses it to draw you closer into his side, turning the angle of his body to act as a shield between you and Hoseok.  

“It was an accident, hyung,” Jungkook tries to calmly reason, but to no avail…  “She didn’t mean to-”  

“I don’t give a shit what was meant to happen!” he interrupts, fangs bared and fists clenched at his sides, and when Hoseok takes another step closer you feel Jungkook’s posture instantly react.  His spine straightens and his shoulders square - ready and willing to defend - but the very last thing you want is for this to turn into a fight.  

“Jungkook.”  He glances down at you when he feels your hand on his bicep, his gaze softening as he takes in your attempt at a reassuring smile.  “This was my fault. Just… let me handle this, ok?” His eyes dart to Hoseok, unsure.    

Realistically, both of you know you’re in no real physical danger.  No matter how mad he may be Hoseok would never hurt you, and you’re sure it’s that knowledge that makes Jungkook eventually start to loosen his grip.  

“Alright but… you know where I am,” he says as he finally steps away, glancing once more at Hoseok before turning his back and leaving you to your fellow vampire’s mercy.  

Now alone, time once again feels drawn out; the seconds it takes for one of you to finally speak seeming to take longer for each and every one that passes.  

“I warned you not to see her.  Not yet.” Hoseok’s voice is flat and yet somehow just as intense and you shift your weight from foot to foot, nervous.  

“I know, and I’m really sorry, Hobi,” you begin to apologise, hoping he’ll hear the sincerity in your voice, but Hoseok just shakes his head at the floor as you spout your feeble excuses, his jaw set tight.  “She never told me she was due her period. I promise I wouldn’t have gone over there if I’d have known.”  

Without warning, Hoseok’s hand slams into the bannister next to which he stands and you falter, biting your lip to keep from gasping.  

“Of course you didn’t know, because you don’t think!” he accuses. “Neither of you do!  What would’ve happened if Jungkook hadn’t have been there to stop you?!”  You remain silent as he stalks towards you, your chin automatically tilting down to the floor as he comes to an abrupt stop just a pace away, breathing hard.  “Do you really think you could’ve lived with that guilt if you’d have killed her?” he hisses. “If you’d have ripped her throat out?!”  

You wish you could unsee the images that Hoseok’s words conjure up in your mind; Sam lying broken on the floor, her raven hair matted with blood all the blood that’s congealed beneath her body, eyes rolling back into her head.  

No, you would’ve never been able to forgive yourself for that.  

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