Actually for reals this time gonna reread 3tan (cause I said so to your face and now I have Accountability <s>at least in my head</s>)
BUT I have a question as to which way you'd prefer my feedback* :3
Commints on the chapter post
Screams in your inbox (like this)
Rb's and my rambles in the tags (May get long who knows)
On ao3? Have to disable auto-"whole work" so I'll actually comment every chapter but I can show 3tan love on ao3 as well
Secret fifth option?? (tell me)
Looking forward to rereading this masterpiece and remembering all my favourite parts 🥰💜
*I bingeread when I can so you'll likely be getting multiple activity notifs per day when I'm reading it. Spam, if you will :3
WAIT this is amazing and so cute🥺💕 thank you for even asking!! That’s incredibly kind of you. Truly, anything is amazing, any ask/comment/reblog, etc. But you really wanna know my personal ranking of coolest to get? I can list them!
Top would be reblogs! Reblogs with comments in the body or comments in the tags. This way, I can directly reply/scram to you while getting to reblog the fic to the dash again for people that may not have seen it yet🥳
Comments also are welcome on the post! I can reply directly to y’all there, too, especially with the new tumblr update💕
Asks are always always amazing🥺 honestly my favorite part of being here is getting to talk to you all, and we can do that through asks because they can spark conversations (and you can join in even if you’re shy bc of the anon feature!) It’s a great way for the community to be involved.
The anonymous feedback form i have linked on the chapters! It’s so cool because your anon feedback goes straight to my email, so i get them right away. I’m the only one that sees them, and people even post so much feedback sometimes that they have to submit multiple answers😂 it’s fantastic, literal essays and dissertations and i get to relive the fics through commentary🥺
Wattpad and AO3 comments are cool, too! They’re other ways to build community in other spaces🥳 Just not here!
But yes, anything you decide to do helps build energy and motivation🤍 Thank you for even asking, and have lots of fun on the reread!
For the ask game, 4, 14, 23? (If that's not too many lol) 💜
hey hey!! never too many~ ^^
ask game
4. What is your favorite genre/trope of fanfic to read?
ooh! for genres, I luuurv a good hurt/comfort fic, and fluff is always a classic huehue. as for tropes, enemies to lovers is so toxic and fun especially when close proximity is involved @_@ found family makes me cry and punch walls so that's a favourite as well!
14. What are your top 3 favorite fanfics?
three more recs coming right up! I'm also putting together a fic rec list and I'm hoping to finish that up soon~
- pining by @seobinghard [kim jeongseob x reader] — 1k words I have been brainrotting over since I read them.
- full of you(r love) by @sxfterhearts [choi jiung x reader]
- chocolate by @mingigoo [choi san x reader]
23. Do you brainstorm your fanfics or plan as you write?
I almost always brainstorm! I find I get stuck and abandon wips when I don't have them structured out properly, unless I'm realllyy excited and end up finishing them in one sitting.
Post the last 7 sentences you wrote and tag 7 people. Thank you for the tags @star-my @sweetestofchaos @eoieopda! 💕
These lines are from Yours for the Night, the Hyunjin x Reader fic I'm going to post this month (taglist is open!):
He reaches for you, pulling you up into his lap, before you can so much as breathe. “You doubting me, sweetheart?” His hands press into your hips, urging you down on him. Both of you groan as his cock slides along your cunt, and the sparks inside you ignite.
“I’m not your sweetheart,” you spit back, feeling that familiar sense of agitation, but it’s not annoyance now, it’s anticipation.
“And I’m not really yours, but let’s play pretend for the night,” he drawls, and you look at him with wide eyes, but he kisses away the wonder on your face, working you up with teeth and tongue, until you're frenzied with need.
Tagging @bangtanintotheroom @moni-logues @augustbutwinter @bookyeom @the-boy-meets-evil @jjungkookislife @xjoonchildx but no pressure as always! 💜
rules: post 3 snippets from published work, and 3 from your wips
Thank you for the tags @theharrowing & @star-my! 💕
Tagging: @kiestrokes @chans-room @bangtanintotheroom @augustbutwinter @thatlongspringnight @sowoozoo-7 @vyduan apologies if you've already been tagged, no pressure to play! 💜
I've been in a writing slump lately - I have a million WIPs in progress but am unable to find the motivation or concentration to finish any. So if any of these sound interesting, please let me know - your excitement is what keeps me going! 💕💕💕
There’s some smut in some of these snippets, so I’ll put those under a cut.
3 WIPs:
The Rules:
“And after that, we were banned from ever visiting Ikea again,” Chan finishes, a crooked grin crossing his face as he waits for your reaction.
“That is… the greatest story I’ve ever heard,” you inform him. “Thank you, just, so much, for that.”
Chan nods, leaning back against the vinyl of the booth seat. “Now, you’re not gonna run off and snitch to Changbin, are you? Tell him I’ve divulged all his dirty secrets?”
You press your hand to your chest, looking scandalized. “Absolutely not! I would never. Everything you’ve told me stays with me.” You pause. “Until I need it.”
“Fair.” His grin returns, cheekier than ever. “If you’re gonna use it for blackmail, I will be expecting a cut. Just to warn ya.”
A server stops by your table to grab your empty glasses and drop off the check. It feels like the perfect opportunity to bring the night to a close - thank Chan for the drinks, since he didn’t even attempt to argue with you about paying, simply dropped his card on the tray, thank him for the gossip, and bid him a good evening.
But no. You’re you, and so instead of saying “Thank you” or “Good night,” you say,
“I think we could come to an arrangement.”
Chan tilts his head, eyes roaming from your smiling lips down to your goose-dimpled thighs and back, and you realize you may have miscalculated a bit. Because the sweet expression on his face has vanished, replaced by a look of hunger so ravenous, your pulse quickens - the primal reaction of prey realizing it’s exactly where a hunter wants it.
“Could we now?” He shifts slightly, the arm around your shoulders falling between you as he signs the receipt. He taps the pen on the table. “I like the sound of that.”
You do too, which is why there are klaxons suddenly blaring in your head. You should really leave. Instead of sliding further into the corner of the booth as Chan casually leans forward, blocking your view of the rest of the bar.
That’s when the hand that was at Chan’s side creeps its way onto your exposed thigh.
Untitled Vamp!Jimin sequel (to Claim):
Jimin lets out a loud laugh. “Damn, you are beyond drunk. Come on, let’s get you ready for bed, you lush.”
Fine, maybe you are drunk. Tonight had been a bit of a special occasion. Tonight, your boyfriend finally introduced you to the rest of his coven. To the vamps who had basically raised him from a feral fledgling to be the incredible undead man he is today. Since you are wildly, hopelessly, head over heels in love with Jimin, you’d been nervous as hell to meet all of his friends. You wanted them to approve of you and Jimin’s relationship. To approve of you. Which meant you’d gone a little heavy on the wine tonight.
In the end, you’d had nothing to fear. Jimin’s friends loved you, and the feeling had been more than mutual. So the drinking turned from anxious to celebratory. Leaving you now stumbling around your boyfriend’s bedroom as he tries to shepherd you towards the closet, where your pajamas (an old t-shirt of his) await.
But you’re not ready for bed. At least, not for sleep. Immediately, your petulant side makes itself known as you drop onto his bed with a pout. “Don’t wanna sleep. Not tired.”
Jimin stops at the end of the bed, reaching for you. His hands are ice, like always, but they feel good laced between your warm fingers. “Didn’t say anything about sleep, now did I?” You try to resist his tugging, try to pull him onto the bed with you. It’s futile. All he has to do is engage a tenth of his vamp strength and you’re on your feet. You squeak in delight.
“I love it when you do that!”
His grin blinds you from this close as he wraps his arms around you. “When I do what?”
“Use your vamp strength and toss me around like a ragdoll.” You sigh happily, beaming as he rubs his nose against yours.
“Like a ragdoll, hmm?” Eyebrow cocked, he spins you around, aiming you towards the closet. “Got it. Now strip it down for me.”
Untitled YoonMinKook x Reader fic:
As soon as the door is closed, Jungkook’s kissing you, walking you backwards towards his couch. There are no words spoken when he pulls you into his lap, peeling your shirt off so he can run his mouth along the swell of your breasts where they spill over the cups of your bra. Nor are there any when his hand slips down your pants and yours slips down his. It isn’t until he’s got you naked on his bed, thighs wrapped around his ears as his mouth hovers over your cunt, that he finally breaks the silence.
“Thank you,” he sighs happily, warm breath dancing across your skin.
The pillows under your head and shoulders give you the perfect view of his face as he peers up at you. “You’re thanking me? For this?” Shouldn’t you be thanking him?
“Yeah. Couldn’t stop thinking about it. Was afraid you were gonna say no.” He grins, a bashful smile more befitting someone who isn’t currently nestled between your legs. His nose crinkles, and you sigh.
You’ve always loved the delicate little slope of his nose. Now, with him nuzzling right into your sensitive nub, you wonder if he’d let you ride it. It looks perfect for riding.
“I mean… after the other day, at the cabin…” you trail off when he kisses your inner thigh, lips lightly fluttering there. “You know, I didn’t know you were into guys.”
He stops long enough to laugh. “”M not into guys or girls. I’m into people.” His hand gently squeezes your ass as his eyebrows wiggle. “All genders are welcome to flatten me with their thick thighs. I’m an equal opportunity pancake.”
You laugh, which quickly turns into a whimper as he licks along your slit. “Are you saying I have thick thighs?”
“Your thighs are perfect,” he murmurs, breathing into your clit, fingers gripping your plump skin as you unconsciously try to squirm away from the ticklish sensation. He keeps you locked in place, not just with his hands, but with the look he gives you. It tells you to stay still, so you do.
“I’ve never flattened anyone with them, though.”
He smirks, smugness dripping from his voice. “That’s because you’ve never let me do this before.”
3 Published:
Into The Rush:
Seokjin’s gaze bounces between the two of you. “I feel like I’m missing something.”
Taehyung sees you nibbling on your bottom lip and he turns to his brother. “I can explain. Buttercup here-”
“Buttercup can speak for herself,” you interject, “and don’t call me that.” With a sigh, you slug back another shot of soju and look at Seokjin. He’s waiting patiently to hear what you have to say. “I was… kinda seeing someone a few months ago. And I thought that I had something with them, and it turned out that I was wrong. They didn’t feel the same way I did, so…” You trail off, not sure how to say ‘so I spent the last few months crying in my room over a broken heart.’
Luckily, Seokjin spares you this confession, nodding sympathetically. “I gotcha,” he says simply, and you nod back, stuffing some rice into your mouth so you don’t cry at the warmth in his expression.
“I don’t know why you’re being so cryptic about who it was,” Taehyung frowns. “She’s talking about Yoongi.”
Something passes over Seokjin’s face quickly, so fast you almost miss it as you smack your roommate on his arm. He yelps in shock.
“What? He was going to find out eventually, they’re best friends!”
Versus:
You tug against the restraints, testing their give. There is none.
“Finally, our little dance comes to an end, pretty bird,” Yoongi coos, twirling his dagger, the light from the lamp swinging overhead reflecting off the long blade. “Does that make you sad?”
“You make me sad,” you hiss. “You’re pathetic.”
He’s annoying the fuck out of you right now, as usual, refusing to shut up long enough to let you figure out what’s going on with your powers. Again you try to access them and fail.
This isn’t the time to panic. You need to get free. Guess you’ll have to do this the hard way.
Yoongi’s gaze rakes over you slowly as you hang helplessly against the wall. Ignoring the sudden stirring in your gut, you pull on the ropes. There. Your left hand. If you can just twist a little more….
Yoongi presses his blade against your throat. The cold metal bites into your skin as his other hand grips your shoulder, and you freeze, going completely still beneath his touch.
“What was that, pretty bird?” he asks, cat-like eyes targeted on your lips. “Say that again.”
Paradise:
Ding!
The elevator doors swept open, and you entered, pressing the button for the first floor.
“Hold it!” a voice called out as a tall figure jogged into view. You held out your arm, keeping the doors open as your neighbor, Jeon Jungkook, stepped inside.
Jungkook nodded appreciatively at you as the doors slid shut. He leaned against the wall, eyes closing as music drifted from the earbuds tucked into his ears.
His long black hair fell haphazardly into his face, obscuring his eyes and skimming his cheekbones. He wore his usual oversized hoodie and sweatpants, all black, of course. As far as you were aware, he didn’t own any clothing in any other shade.
You let your head rest against the wall as you surreptitiously peered at your neighbor, thinking about just how little you really knew about the man. Two years of living next door to him, and he remained a complete mystery to you.
Other than the occasional run-in, you rarely saw Jungkook. You had no idea what he did for a living or how he spent his time, other than the fact that he never seemed to be awake before noon. (The wall between your apartments was woefully thin, enough that you’d gotten to know the shrill bleating of his alarm all too well.)
You supposed that you could take the initiative to learn more about him. Maybe try to engage him in conversation beyond the occasional “hey.” But Jungkook didn’t make it easy, the way he’d run back to his apartment anytime you saw him in the hallway, his big brown eyes widening like a startled deer trapped in headlights whenever he was caught off guard by your presence.
At least he wasn’t rude. You’d had your share of asshole neighbors. He was nowhere near that list. He just seemed reserved. Maybe even a little shy, given his tendency to dash off like a frightened rabbit.
Sometimes, when you’d say hello, his nose would scrunch up and his eyes would squeeze shut as his perfectly pouty lips pulled back to reveal a sweet smile that made your heart flip. The first time he’d grinned like that, you’d been completely disarmed, not expecting this hulking figure in black to transform into a cute little bunny.
(You weren’t sure why you automatically thought of innocent woodland creatures when daydreaming about your neighbor’s fine features, but here you were.)
haiiii I just finished binging tlhc and ???? it has currently scrambled my word-related braincells and has only made me Feel Things ;-; it was soo good!!! <33
woahhhh hi!!!! thank you for reading tlhc omg it really is a heart and brain scrambler for sure… so many twists and turns and BOOM suddenly jungkook is experiencing heartache over and over again while yoongi is fighting his inner demons… I LOVE PLAYING WITH YOONKOOK LIKE LITTLE DOLLS INSIDE MY MIND :DDD
Idk if this has been asked yet, but 58 and/or 24 for the 70 horrible asks game?
STAR!!!! HIIII!!!! 🤩🤩🤩
it's been a bit since i've seen you! how are you???
24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)?
poetry is by far my best subject these days. most humanities classes tend to be, especially reading, writing, and language classes. history might be my weakest humanities subject. i'm not really a stem girlie, but i managed to get an A in all of my math and science classes.
58: Favourite weather?
unfortunately, fall and winter are my favorites, and they are seasons i don't see much (or any) of anymore. i need to touch snow in the next year or two or i might go insane.
