#he's so seksi for this <3

[hyunubear]

VIXX HYUK - Love Me Do 231210

[weishenkun]

on my youth : kun

[delstroyer]

[lqyukhei]

[asrisgratitudejournal]

Diselamatkan

LOL lagi seru banget hidup. PPI UK 21/22 lagi ramai akibat 86 pengurus dari 120+ sekian orang resign di waktu bersamaan. Sangat anxiety-inducing sesungguhnya karena ku personally juga pernah kerja bareng Mas Oki (ketua PPI UK-nya) and OH BOY if it wasn’t the worst experience I’ve had in my life. Intinya kerja bareng doi ribet lah, bikin ku dipanggil sub-rector Exeter, I cried for the whole night, had a counselling session because of this, dan betul-betul hancur rasanya dunia tuh. Sejak saat itu, I decided not to get involved in whatever event/occasion yang ada Mas Oki-nya. I tried my best juga not to hear his name as often, not to talk about him whatsoever. Ku sebetulnya pengen banget tried to help other people too: at least ngasih caution aja gitu ke orang-orang supaya hati-hati kerja sama dia, tapi susah banget karena bisa kena tuntutan balik “Noni talked ill about Mas Oki”, kan ga pengen ya. Jadi yaudah I decided to suffer all by myself, took the fall, hit, and pain by myself, dan berdoa saja dalam diam. Alhamdulillahnya finally people under him started to realize what kind of man he is dan ya… sekarang itu lah, akhirnya terlaksanakanlah Mubeslub itu. Semoga dapat keadilan sebaik-baiknya deh ya orang-orang… AAMIIN.

Moving on from whatever shit happening with PPI UK 21/22 dan Oki… minggu ini lumayan mandek hidup 

is what I wrote yesterday… OMG I’m SO all over the place these past two days tbh. Jadi pagi ini baru aja bantuin Sarah ikut outreach event ketemu dedek-dedek primary school 9-10 year old talking about rocks! And volcanoes! (Yes because what else would I be talking about). The event was fun. I got quite a few bizarre questions but all’s good. Every update was on my insta-story account btw, feel free to take a look.

This evening juga bakal ketemu Kang Emil aka Pak RK lagi visiting Oxford. As usual, tentu saja ku akan menjadi seksi sibuknya aka nanti setelah talk akan harus ke restaurant to escort people who’s coming in to have dinner.

Yesterday… ngapain ya, kenapa felt a bit hectic? Oh, pagi kelas pelatnas IGEO. We talked about seismograph. Then I had lunch at Sasi’s while having a call with Iqbal Lail who’s sadly just going through a break-up. He didn’t seem sad, though. And GOOD for him, because tbh I HATE his ex-boyfriend. Terus habis lunch ketemu Xiangdong yang randomly minta dianter keliling L1 dan Basement “to see the lab”. Sempat ngedraft PPIUK thing yang paragraf di atas lol terus tapi tersadar belum solat jadi lanjut solat ke Robert Hooke building. Beres solat jalan ke Unipark dan foto-foto sama main duoling di situ. Sambil jalan pulang ke wisudaan Kevin had a call sama Mita talked about anything and everything.

Oh sebelum ke wisudaan Kevin, beli bunga £3 dulu di Tesco. Mita helped me pick the flowers. Terus ke Brookes, foto-foto. Awalnya udah nge-plan mau have dinner sama Diny di Asian Mama Headington, tapi ternyata Kevin ngajakin dinner di COSMO! Terus kuajak aja Diny ikut juga. Cosmo is okay… a bit pricey for buffet food, tapi dessert sectionnya OK sih. Sebetulnya gatau final kena charged-nya berapa, tapi weekday kemarin kayanya kena £19.50/pax. I LOVE the Bao yang isi lotus sama red bean.

Makan di Cosmo-nya bareng sama mamapapanya Kevin, Baron, Bumbum, Athian, Regina, sama Shinta. Beres makan di Cosmo, jam 21pm-nya ada zoom call yang persiapan Pak RK. Sampe rumah sebetulnya kenyang banget... baru tidur jam 1am kurang sepertinya. Dan tadi pagi bangun jam 7am wow…

Duh aslinya banyak banget yang mau ditulis. Ini bahkan belum sempat recounting weekend ngapain aja kan… dan kalau baca judul, awalnya mau cerita panjang lebar tentang how selama ini diselamatkan dari AMAT sangat banyak hal sama Allah SWT. Salah satunya Mas Oki sih. Tapi banyak hal-hal lain juga.

Yaudah biar cepet, ku-bullet points aja ya hal-hal yang terjadi lain dari Senin ke belakang yang amat sangat ku-syukuri:

Senin basically lagi-lagi tidak kerja gara-gara bangun pagi banget: JAM 4 PAGI! Imagine. Itu juga dibanguning Miss Desi. Asli lupa banget si acara webinar peringatan hari pendidikan itu adalah di hari Senin kemarin. Semua detail ada di twitter dan instastory lah ya. Seru banget tapi. What an honour to be able to speak in front of 14k people! Crazy. Muka tapi udah mukabantal banget biarin lah ya.

Minggu adalah halal bihalal di rumahnya Bu Evie (yang sangat gede dan bagus) setelah sebelumnya main badminton dulu di Iffley bersama Archu dan Mira (yes kaki InsyaAllah sudah better).

Sabtu… ngapain ya lupa. OH. Pagi kelas DD dan SMA16. Siangan dikit kelas Pelatnas. Malem dinner @ Archu’s. Dimasakin masakan India enak banget HUHU. Terus di situ ketemu orang-orang yang keren banget ada Janetta yang PhDnya di Jepang 4 tahun. Anaknya Janetta bernama Aran yang mana ku most of the time spent the time with him just talking non-sense about animals, dinosaurs, and rocks :” Jonas juga datang, dan Ashwin, dan Aishwarya. Ada Michael yang kerja di Ireland, dan juga Gurpreeth dan Vinit, her boyfriend.

Jumat Kamis biasa lah ya (mencoba) kerja aja… setelah kejadian Alex minggu lalu lol

Oh, Senin sebetulnya Joost ngajakin ngecek standard yang baru sampe di Lumex tapi gara-gara kebangun jam 4 itu kan males banget ya ke dept, akhirnya ku menolak lol durhaka banget ya w jadi anak Dphil…

Udah sih. Itu aja kali ya. Nanti lah kalau lebih free dan bisa mikir banyak mungkin akan bahas secara spesifik masalah PPI UK. Sekarang saya cabs dulu mau ketemu Pak Ridwan Kamil dulu gengs, sepertinya akan banyak ngobrol masalah Citarum karena kemarin 2019 sempat banyak research di situ. Tchus!!!

30.18 16:38 pm 25/05/2022

[weishenkun]

kun : wayvision ep 11

[youn9racha]

Ah can I request Hyunjin jealous smut , I know that he likes hard seksi 😂🤣 omg but nothing crazy like ( I dunno that much about genres) callin fem reader wh*re or sl*t 🙊🙉 the place — pool 🏊‍♀️; and fem reader is afraid of water , so he kinda lurk them there or smth 😂 ah what do u think ?(:

hii !!! i pretty much fucked up your request and i apologize for it :( </3 but you can read your piece here

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❪ ⠀   * ⠀ ─          hello!  i’m  so  excited  for  this  genuinely,  it  is  so  seksi  and  socks  +  soda  did  such  an  amazing  job  with  it.  eunjung  is  my  newest  muse  and  the  best  way  i  can  describe  her  is  if  you  took  a  garden  snake  and  aged  it  up  manually  in  the  sims  and  then  took  it  into  the  spore  game  and  gave  it  lips  and  made  it  a  predator.  in  other  words,  my  very  own  looks  like  a  cinnamon  roll  could  k-word  you  (  kiss?  kill?  your  choice  <3  ).  this  intro  is  a  condensed  version  of  my  goog  dooc  and  it’s  still  long  <3  pls  love  n  plot  w  me  anyway.  love  u  guys.

❪  kang  mina,  cis  woman,  she  /  her,  twenty  one.  ❫    i  can  feel  red  energy,  that  must  be  yun  eunjung.  the  third  year  print  journalism  &  international  relations  major  works  as  a  bookkeeper  at  the  house  of  the  lucky  gander,  and  is  known  around  the  manor  as  the  yellow  wallpaper.  i’ve  heard  whispers  about  how  they’re  critical  and  pedantic,  but  everyone  says  they’re  persevering  and  formidable.  i  don’t  know  what  to  believe...  but  with  cc  pulling  the  strings...

links:    google  doc,  pinterest,  stats,  wanted  connections.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

full  name  :  yun  eunjung

nickname(s) /  alias(es)  :  emma  yoon  (  english  name,  not  used  ),  tbd

age  /  dob  :  twenty  one  /  apr  18  ‘99

hometown  :  tbd  ,  oregon

current  location :  fortuna  ,  maine

ethnicity :  korean

nationality  :  english

gender  :  cis  woman

pronouns  :  she  /  her

orientation  :  bisexual

religion :  agnostic.

family :  yun  hajun  (  father,  alive  ),  han  minji  (  mother,  alive  ),  yun  eunsang  (  twin  brother,  status  unknown  ),  yun  sangjung  (  younger  brother,  deceased  ).

face  claim  :  kang  mina

language(s)  spoken  :  korean  (  first  language  ),  english

speech :  sharp  tongued.  she’s  a  lot  of  opinions  and  a  lot  of  things  to  say,  therefore  has  never  learned  how  to  phrase  things  in  a  way  that  would  deem  her  polite.  often  blunt,  she’ll  be  quick  to  rip  off  the  bandaid  and  just  say  what  needs  to  be  said.  she  doesn’t  speak  with  much  class  or  extravagancies,  rather  falls  toward  crassness  and  crudeness  due  to  her  upbringing.

hair  :  quite  dark,  a  nice  chocolate  in  the  sun  and  a  cool  onyx  in  the  dark.  often  tied  back,  though  eunjung  is  only  ever  seen  with  her  hair  in  two  distinct  styles:  tied  back  messily  or  let  down  naturally.  her  hair  falls  straight  as  if  it’s  been  flat  ironed.

eyes :  big,  round,  and  doe  eyed,  a  dark  brown  in  color.  quite  the  weapon  to  use  when  she’s  in  trouble  or  when  she  needs  to  talk  her  way  out  of  something  (  to  proclaim  innocence  ).

height  :  five  feet  ,  seven  inches.

build  :  lithe.  as  a  former  volleyball  player,  she  has  kept  her  shape  up  with  rigorous  conditioning  (  mainly  because  if  she’s  to  admit  it,  if  she  doesn’t  she  kind  of  gets  lost  in  the  walls  ).

tattoos  :  none  .

piercings :  only  earlobes  .

scars  :  multiple  from  surgeries  at  sixteen.

clothing  style  :  preppy,  thanks  to  her  settlement  money  and  her  own  personal  taste.  never  a  hair  out  of  place  due  to  her  perfectionistic  personality  and  nature,  though  if  you  catch  her  on  any  given  night,  you’ll  see  her  true  colors  shine  through  with  old  (  very  old  )  sweatpants  and  a  hoodie  that  has  someone  else’s  name  written  on  the  tag  in  hangul.

usual  expression  :  sour,  bitter  –  life  has  handed  her  a  poor  hand  and  she’ll  make  it  everyone’s  problem.  she  has  one  usual  expression  and  it’s  resting  mean  face;  not  the  kind  of  person  to  wear  her  heart  on  her  sleeve,  she  looks  the  exact  same  when  she  looks  happy  as  she  does  sad,  though  –  she’s  great  at  acting  and  lying  and  you’ve  never  lived  until  you’ve  watched  her  go  from  :|  to  :)  in  two  seconds.

distinguishing  characteristics  :  doe  eyes  that  scream  tragedy  –  reflecting  the  stars  in  the  night  sky  if  caught  just  right,  the  tilt  of  her  lips  when  she  clearly  wants  something  to  work  in  her  favor.

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❪  almost  directly  copied  from  my  google  doc  i’m  sorry  ❫ 

mbti:   istj-a,  the  logistician  /  most  who  know  her  would  assume  her  to  be  extroverted.  not  the  most  reserved  in  a  room  and  always  quick  to  speak  up  when  she  deems  it  necessary.  but,  like  most  logisticians  –  she’s  always  had  a  sharp,  fact-based  mind.  she  has  always  been  self  sufficient  and  hates  relying  on  others,  often  seeing  it  as  a  weakness.  she  is  sharp,  dedicated  and  ambitious  enough  to  accomplish  whatever  she  wants  to  accomplish.

enneagram:  6w5,  the  guardian  /  like  most  of  this  type,  her  biggest  fear  is  losing  her  guidance  and  stability,  which  translates  into  her  skepticism  of  the  world.  therefore,  it  often  leads  to  eunjung  protecting  those  she  is  loyal  to,  but  most  importantly:  herself.  she  will  often  think  logically  and  analytically,  solving  problems  practically  and  efficiently  but  she  will  often  be  selfish  and  can  come  off  as  cold  as  a  result  for  her  actions.

moral  alignment:  chaotic  evil  /  eunjung  has  never  been  the  most  –  angelic  person,  though  she  likes  to  pretend  she  is.  at  the  end  of  the  day,  after  everything  she  has  been  through,  she  has  grown  to  be  selfish  –  prioritizing  her  own  personal  gain  and  pleasure  above  all  good  and  evil,  right  and  wrong.  it  could  be  argued  that  she  belongs  in  chaotic  neutral,  but  she  has  no  care  for  law  and  order,  nor  a  real  feeling  of  her  morality  anymore.

hogwarts  house:  slytherin  /  another  reminder  of  her  selfishness  and  how  much  she  cares  about  her  own  well  being.  all  her  life  as  well,  she  has  been  told  that  she  is  shrewd  and  too  ambitious  for  her  own  good  which  has  only  given  her  an  incessant  drive  to  prove  them  all  wrong.  when  it  comes  down  to  it,  like  most  slytherins,  she  will  try  to  view  every  possible  outcome  until  she  finds  the  outcome  that  will  benefit  her  the  most.

comparable  characters:  juliet  capulet  (  romeo  &  juliet  ),  jennifer  check  (  jennifer’s  body  ),  rosalie  hale  (  twilight  ),  blair  waldorf  (  gossip  girl  ),  sansa  stark  (  game  of  thrones  ).

the  rundown:  as  smart  as  she  is  selfish,  life  has  just  twisted  her  to  be  a  bit  cold.  she  isn’t  cruel  by  any  means,  nor  does  she  necessarily  wish  hurt  and  evil  upon  those  around  her,  but  eunjung’s  huge  main  character  complex  often  leads  to  her  priorities  being:  1.  eunjung  2.  yun eunjung  3.  eunjung yun.  her  biggest  trait  will  always  be  selfishness,  followed  closely  by  her  rash  belief  that  she  is  the  best  in  the  room  at  all  times.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞

trigger  warnings:  alcoholism  +  death

this  is  a  rundown  on  the  biography  /  death  /  back  room  /  glass  person  in  the  google  doc,  also  better  written  /  explained  because  it’s  not  prosey  <3

hajun  is  not  a  good  father,  he  never  has  been.  from  a  very  young  age,  all  eunjung  has  heard  from  him  are  his  drunken  spirals  about  how  great  they  used  to  be.  his  surname  was  once  held  in  a  high  regard,  the  name  of  an  empress  and  he  has  always  dwindled  about  to  the  three  yun  children  that  because  of  the  greatness  he  has  passed  onto  them,  they  must  be  great  too.  

eunjung  has  only  ever  viewed  his  spiels  as  hypocritical  though.  she  has  only  ever  known  her  dad  as  a  mean  drunk  who  lives  in  the  dirtiest,  most  run  down  house  in  town  with  his  poor  three  kids.  her  twin  brother,  eunsang,  her  younger  brother,  sangjung,  and  her  spend  their  childhoods  taking  care  of  each  other  because  nobody  else  will.  their  mother  does  something,  they  never  know  what  because  she  only  arrives  with  enough  money  for  groceries  and  bills  and  then  she  leaves.

it’s  that  way  for  most  of  her  childhood  and  most  of  her  life.  it’s  a  continuous  cycle  of  eunjung  +  eunsang  taking  care  of  sangjung  (  who  starts  going  my  samuel  when  he’s  ten  and  the  twins  are  twelve.  the  twins  have  english  names,  too,  but  eunjung  has  too  much  pride  –  like  her  father  –  and  eunsang  is  the  eldest  and  will  do  whatever  his  twin  does  out  of  love  )  and  eunjung  is  just  –  quite  the  difficult  child.  she  speaks  her  mind  and  all  of  her  opinions,  as  well  as  letting  the  festering  anger  within  her  too  grow  because  she  doesn’t  know  what  else  to  do  with  it.

death  tw.  anyway,  by  sixteen,  she’s  just  this  bitter  girl  that  the  boys  hook  up  with  because  she’s  the  poor  girl  from  the  dirty  house  on  the  rundown  street.  she’s  got  a  reputation  as  a  shrew  around  town,  but  she’s  fine  with  being  a  shrew  if  she  still  gets  her  way.  samuel  is  much  more  popular  than  either  of  the  twins  (  who  are  epitome  of  bad  boy  /  bad  girl  from  the  wrong  side  of  the  tracks  )  and  is  invited  to  a  party  at  fourteen.  it’s  tradition  to  party  in  this  abandoned  mansion  out  in  the  woods  and  basically,  an  accident  happens  and  samuel  is  pushed  from  the  second  story  balcony  into  the  foyer  and  d-words.

he’d  called  eunjung  before  dying  though,  asking  for  a  ride  so  the  twins  had  went  to  go  get  him  but  instead  found  him  dead.  while  trying  to  figure  out  what  had  happened,  she  spots  some  kid  that  doesn’t  like  her  still  lingering  around  so  she  tries  to  chase  him  and  he....  like....  pushes  her  off  too  and  she  d-words.  end  tw.

her  back  room  is  just  this  little  room  and  she  still  to  this  day  doesn’t  know  how  much  time  she  spent  in  there  because  it  was  just  so  confusing,  all  she  remembers  is  that  she  (  or  someone  )  was  trying  to  convince  herself  that  she  was  home  and  that  everything  was  fine.  but,  she’s  a  bitch  and  was  like  “uh,  actually,  i’ve  never  had  a  home  <3″  and  broke  out  of  whatever  spell.

her  glass  person  is  just  her.  identical,  but  trapped  in  the  walls  underneath  the  ugly  yellow  wallpaper  in  the  room  she  was  in.  same  as  her,  just  more  lifeless  and  it  is  really  the  only  thing  that  still  scares  her  –  and  it  tried  to  escape  the  walls,  but  it  couldn’t.  the  lasting  effect  is  that  if  she’s  alone  in  a  room  for  more  than  an  hour  she  swears  the  walls  start  stretching  like  someone’s  behind  it  and  just  always  feeling  like  she’s  being  watched.  she  also  doesn’t  like  looking  at  her  own  reflection  that  much  anymore  because  it  just  reminds  her  of  her  glass  person.

anyway,  she  survives  miraculously  and  after  testifying  and  blah  blah  blah  (  i  did  research  on  settlements  and  i  still  didn’t  understand  so  ),  the  family  of  the  kid  who  pushed  her  off  –  and  probably  samuel  –  gives  the  yun  family  a   huge  sum  of  money  for  their  troubles  and  calls  it  a  settlement.  it  comes  with  the  condition  that  eunjung  doesn’t  sue  or  bring  them  up  ever  again  and  she’s  like  fine  that’s  cool,  whatever,  i’m  rich  now.

but  her  parents  still  aren’t  happy  and  before  samuel’s  funeral,  eunsang  runs  away  from  home,  leaving  them  with  only  the  daughter  that  neither  of  them  really  wanted.  she  still  pushes  forward  though  and  ends  school  as  valedictorian,  prom  queen,  etc.  and  heads  to  fortuna  because  she  really  doesn’t  think  she  can  go  anywhere  and  also  her  counselors  are  ass  <3

she’s  studying  international  relations  +  print  journalism,  her  hopes  are  diplomacy  or  something,  but  she  just  chose  the  majors  that  she  tested  highest  on  on  that  career  test  i  can’t  choose.  yeah.

please  plot  w  me  i  have  my  wc  linked  up  there  or  at  /w.  i  love  u  all  i’m  sorry  this  was  long.

[onlycags]

Self-Control | Çağlar Söyüncü

Born out of an odd discussion with @words-for-marcus (because of course), please enjoy this manifestation I like to call “Yet another thing I want Çağlar Söyüncü to do to my body”

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You were laying on your back in the comfortable tattoo chair, shirtless. “This is gonna look so good,” Meg, your artist, murmured as she peeled off the stencil. “Why don’t you go have a look in the mirror - make sure it’s positioned exactly where you want it.”

The moment you caught sight of yourself in the mirror, you gasped. The stencil was perfect. An intricate chest piece, the rose in the centre fanned out into leaves and miniature flowers with teardrop jewels dangling from delicate chains. It outlined your tits perfectly and added something to the rest of the ink on your body that you couldn’t quite explain.

“Thoughts?” You asked, turning to your boyfriend, Çağlar.

His eyes instantly darkened as he took in the purple stencil. “Çok seksi,” he murmured, his voice rough. So sexy.

You were half-tempted to kiss Çağlar, especially with the look on his face right now, but you didn’t. Instead, you flashed Meg a grateful smile. “It’s absolutely perfect.”

“Alright, love. Let’s get started then.”

The hum of the tattoo gun instantly put you at ease. You often found yourself at a tattoo parlour to both add to your collection and release any negative or overwhelming feelings you were experiencing at the moment. This sternum piece was something you’d wanted for years and you couldn’t believe you were finally getting it.

You’d actually met Çağlar at a different tattoo studio in Leicester that had since changed locations. You were getting stenciled while his tattoo was halfway done, the two of you chatting throughout the remaining duration of his tattoo. As you’d gone up to the counter to pay, the girl behind the counter had slid you a card with Çağlar’s number on it, saying that he’d left it for you. You worked up the courage to call him, the two of you went for a date, and now almost a year later, here you were.

You moaned a little as the tattoo gun went over a sensitive spot on your sternum. “Doing alright, love?” Meg asked, pausing.

“Yeah, thanks, babe.” You offered her a shy smile before you closed your eyes again.

Your mind wandered as the tattoo gun roamed over your skin while Meg did the linework. You couldn’t help thinking back to the first time Çağlar had used the flogger on your tits. Heat pooled between your legs as you thought about it, the vibrations from the tattoo gun going to your clit.

Çağlar watched you from his phone, occasionally looking up to see how the linework was coming along. He couldn’t wait to play with it once it had healed, but the healing process in and of itself was also fun and he couldn’t wait to rub lotion onto it for you.

Meg finished up the linework, running the paper towels over your skin. “Wanna take a look?” She asked and you nodded, getting up on shaky legs as you walked over to the full-length mirror. You didn’t want to think about the sweat streaks you’d probably left on the chair, but you were getting turned on just watching Çağlar.

“Thoughts?” You asked, turning to him.

Çağlar’s gaze ran over you and his eyes narrowed in a look you knew all too well. “Seni sonra becermek için sabırsızlanıyorum,” he murmured. I can’t wait to fuck you later.

Meg muttered something under her breath and you couldn’t believe what you were hearing. “Tu dis quoi?” You asked, a total shot in the dark.

“Tu parles francais, aussi?” She asked and you nodded.

From then on, the two of you spoke in French about everything and nothing. It had been a while since you’d found someone who spoke the language and you were excited to finally flex your language muscles. It didn’t help that she was beautiful and her ink made you want to kiss all of it with your tongue while you asked her what everything meant.

During five minutes of silence while Meg was adding the colour, your mind floated back to the first time Çağlar had used nipple clamps on you and you found yourself clenching around nothing while the green on the leaves went into your skin. Sweat beaded on your upper lip and you knew you were gonna cum again just from the pain alone.

“I’ve just got one more colour to add and then we’ll be done, okay?” Meg asked in French.

“Oui,” you replied, hoping you didn’t sound too whimpery.

When it was finally done, you laid still and let Meg take pictures of the finished product from various angles for her Instagram. You tipped her well, the two of you conversing in French the whole time, making plans to meet for coffee in the near future.

“Did you have a good time?” You asked Çağlar as the two of you walked out, the bandage rustling around under your shirt.

“Of course,” Çağlar replied, kissing your temple. “I got to spend seven hours staring at your tits.”

You rolled your eyes, giggling. “And I got to spend seven hour getting tattooed and having two orgasms.”

Çağlar’s eyes darkened as he processed your words. “You what?”

You repeated yourself, smirking. “You heard me, baby.” You knew you shouldn’t have admitted it - you had to ask for every orgasm you wanted and something like this was strictly forbidden - but you couldn’t help yourself. A part of you was still up in the clouds from two orgasms, especially since you’d been denied for close to a month and now you’d just had two pain-induced orgasms in the span of seven hours.

“I don’t believe you,” Çağlar growled, his accent getting thicker and making goosebumps break out across your skin. “I was watching your body and I didn’t see any of the telltale signs of an orgasm, let alone two.”

You shrugged. “Guess I’ve just gotten good at hiding my orgasms.”

“Like hell you did. I know you and I know your body. Sen Benimsin.” You’re mine.

It had been so long since Çağlar had punished you in the way that you craved. Both of you had been busy with your careers and in the last three months, every time you had sex it was so vanilla you had wondered if you’d done something wrong.

You got back to your place, throwing him a cheeky smile as you unlocked your door. “Are you gonna punish me the way I deserve?” You whispered in his ear, nipping on his earlobe to make him groan.

The door shut behind you and you gasped when you felt Çağlar behind you as he pulled you back against him. “And then some.”

***

Thirty minutes later, you were tied securely to your bed, naked except for the bandage covering your new tattoo.

“You think I don’t know your body?” He asked, the first stroke of the riding crop on your displayed pussy making you moan into the gag. “You think I don’t know what you look like when you cum?” Another strike. “You think I haven’t been fucking you right?” Five hits all in succession had you writhing and moaning around the gag. “Well, sweetheart, I’m going to make you regret those two orgasms you stole from me in the shop today.” He paused, landing more blows specifically on your clit. “And don’t think I didn’t see the way you and Meg were flirting. This pretty pussy is gonna get all marked up.” You screamed some more behind the gag as Çağlar spread your lower lips and focused ten harsh spanks with the heel of his palm directly on your sensitive clit. “Look at that,” he breathed, his index finger tracing your entrance. “Look at that pretty little pussy pucker just - for - me.”

You tried to beg behind the gag, but you couldn’t. Çağlar watched you try to speak, chuckling at your predicament. You shrieked as he disappeared into your closet where you kept all your toys. The smirk on his face made your stomach drop - Çağlar could be merciless and you knew that this would be one of those times where he didn’t let you go until one of three things happened: 1) you used your safeword, 2) you passed out, or 3) he got everything he wanted from you.

The clamp on your clit was the first thing he applied, and for the first time that night you were glad he’d gagged you. He parted your pussy lips and held them open with duct tape that you knew would be the final bit of torture after you were spent and used. The Hitachi buzzed as Çağlar plugged it into the wall, the gleam in his eye making your pussy drip.

It wasn’t hard to slide the vibrating head of the Hitachi in your dripping cunt, making your eyes roll back in your head. Çağlar leaned down and bit the inside of your thigh - hard. You squealed against the gag. “Don’t think you’re going to get away with faking an orgasm with that eyeroll. I’m not falling for your tricks, little girl. If you’re cumming, I’m going to make sure you’re screaming my name and you can’t possibly be lying.”

Your eyes went wide.

“If I take this gag off, are you gonna be a good girl?” You nodded. “If you make a sound I don’t like, though, I’m going to put it back on and it won’t be coming off.”

“Thank you,” you whimpered, breathing heavily.

Çağlar hummed, running his hands up and down your torso, the calluses on his fingertips amplifying the sensations. He bent down, his tongue swirling in your bellybutton, the scruff of his beard making goosebumps spread across your skin. You desperately wished you weren’t tied up so you could run your fingers through his hair, but all you could do was bite your lip and take it.

“I need ice,” he murmured, getting up abruptly and leaving the bedroom.

He returned minutes later with a large glass of ice. Your stomach dipped at the sight of him towering over you, thinking about all the things he’d do to you with the ice. Your pussy clenched around the Hitachi inside you and it took all your willpower not to scream.

Çağlar took off his shirt, revealing his inked torso that always managed to leave you breathless. “Like what you see?” He asked, already knowing the answer.

You nodded, biting your lower lip to keep from making noise while you drank him in.

Çağlar’s tattoos were your favourite part of him. You loved the way the lion moved over his back; it was your favourite thing to trace, pressing kisses to it whenever he walked around the house shirtless and you could pounce on him from behind. The script on his torso over his ribs always made you bite your lip - you knew firsthand just how painful the rib tattoos were and it always turned you on to think about Çağlar sitting shirtless in the tattoo chair getting them done. Finally, there was the ink across his chest that you were constantly running your fingers over. You couldn’t deny that every inch of the Turkish centre back left you a dripping, achy mess, but the best feeling was knowing that you had the same effect on him.

You were so in your head about him that the ice touching your skin made you jump and strain against your restraints, angling the Hitachi further in your pussy. You had learned a long time ago with the vibrator that if you held still, you could last a long time but it was always Çağlar’s personal mission to make you move as much as possible.

“Soğuk?” He taunted, watching the ice melt as he moved it down your neck, your whimpery moans spurring him on further. Cold?

You weren’t going to give him anything, slipping on your passive face as you said, “Not really,” with a blank expression.

Your self-control had always been above-average. From a young age, you learned to manipulate your emotions to bend to the expectations of others, using them to get what you wanted. It was both a blessing and a curse that nobody could figure out what was going on inside your head, but somehow Çağlar was able to break through the barriers you had long-since put up. He knew just what to say and do to get you to break, and right now that was his sole focus. You knew just how good Çağlar was at getting what he wanted and if he wanted to make you truly let go and show him what you really looked like when you came, that’s what he would get, one way or another.

“It’s a shame I can’t suck on these tits tonight,” he mused, running the ice over your distended nipples. “But they already got so much action today it would be unfair to your pussy.”

His gaze flickered to your face and he smirked at you, the ice and his fingers trailing down to rest in your bellybutton. Your chest rose and fell rapidly as Çağlar held the ice in place, letting it melt and pool in your bellybutton until it filled and spilled over, running down your sides and down your pussy.

Çağlar reached into the glass again. “Açık.” Open.

You opened your mouth, watching as he placed an ice cube on your tongue. “Keep your mouth open - I wanna watch it melt.”

Another ice cube, this time he settled between your legs, running the frozen water along the insides of your tattooed thighs. His tongue followed the water droplets, licking and sucking all the sensitive spots he’d long-ago discovered. You squirmed, the Hitachi hitting your g-spot as the melting ice dripped from your tongue and traveled down your chin, mirroring your dripping cunt.

“Are you close?” Çağlar asked, his nose accidentally brushing the clamp on your clit, making you whimper. “If you are, I’ll take the clamp off and then we can really get started.”

You were torn between wanting to keep the clamp on and letting Çağlar take it off so you could have what would no-doubt be a mind-blowing orgasm. In a moment of pure, unadulterated need, you nodded.

Çağlar’s fingers paused over the clamp. “You’ve gotta swallow first.”

The last of the ice had melted and you did as he asked, swallowing the meager drops of water that had managed to stay inside your mouth.

“Good girl.”

The rush of blood to your clit almost pushed you over the edge but you refused to give Çağlar the satisfaction. His lips kissed your clit, followed quickly by the melting ice. Your hips bucked off the bed, a feral whimper leaving your mouth.

“Finally - a reaction,” he mumbled, reaching for the riding crop again. “Since you’ve cum twice from pain today, I see no reason why you can’t do it a third time.”

“Sir-” you were cut off by the riding crop on your clit.

“Not tonight, baby. You say my name or nothing at all.”

“Çağlar!”

Another slap. “Better.” He reached for the Hitachi, changing the angle.

“Çağlar, please!” You were unravelling and you both knew it.

“Eight more,” he commanded. “You cum on the last one.”

Çağlar watched you come undone with the next seven slaps, a plan forming. He struck your clit harder than any of the previous nine strokes you’d received, watching as you had the most mind-blowing orgasm of your life. He held your hips down, his mouth latching onto your clit to draw every last sensation out of you lost control.

“Please!” You moaned once you’d regained the ability to speak. “The vibrator. Take it out!”

You whimpered when Çağlar took the still-vibrating Hitachi out of you and turned it off. The duct tape on your lower lips was next, one final infliction of pain as he took the tape off. You were anxious for Çağlar to untie you - the restraints were fun while you were in that space, but the moment you got what you needed from them, you wanted them off - your hands reaching for him while he untied you.

The moment you were free, you launched yourself into his arms, burying your fingers in his hair, your legs wrapping around his waist, your lips on his. You always got needy after sessions like that, but Çağlar never said anything, letting you take the comfort from him that you needed.

Çağlar helped you take the bandage off when it was time, his hands gently running over the fresh ink, patting you dry lightly. “You’re so bruised,” he murmured when he noticed the marks forming in some areas. “I don’t like it when you’re marked up and it’s not my doing.”

You smiled looking up at him. “You already marked me up so much tonight, I think you’ll live.” You groaned when he slid a hand between your legs.

“I’m sure I will.”

[bangcakes]

i know im so late but jaybee's new under-eye/cheek/whatever piercings...... i almost got taken Out. not in an oh my god how seksi. but in the same way i got taken out when he showed up to a concert with a sharingan. when he said he kept garbage in his freezer. when he said he chugged 3 cartons of almost expired milk n had the shits. im just. ok.

[soft-pentagon]

We’re so blessed with content lately FBE and Buzzfeed thank u 😭 i need the whole world to see how amazing and funny these guys are. The interviewer on bf said she was laughing so much coz they were just roasting each other the whole time ahah I mean this is art for them I’m waiting for round 3. Jinho’s accent is straight up American omg and hui improved a lot I admire how much effort he puts into trying to speak. I blacked out when Hong did the sexy face so no comment. I want them on talk shows

Yeah they're super funny,, I love them I hope many people see how cute they are 👀

And hui is an English king now, he improved so much, I'm so proud :(( and ofc jinho speaking eng is the most seksi thing out there and you can't change my mind

[finnishfun]

Suomen Mestari 3. - Unit 5. Grammar: Essive and Translative case

I guess these are the cases that kinda come up latest. My previous book has touched on these topics so I’ve known these two mostly, but it’s always good to review.

Essive

The ending is -na/-nä. 

Aki työskentelee oppaana. - Aki works as a guide. Nuorena Olga asui Pietarissa. - Olga lived in St. Petersburg when she was young. Rikkaana miehenä Simo maksoi kaikkien ruoat. - As a rich man, Simo paid for everyone’s food.

Uses

Role, condition: mostly used with professions/work. Jyrki oli kokouksessa sihteerinä. - Jyrki was at the meeting as a secretary. Selma työskentelee Brysselissä kääntäjänä. - Selma works in Brussels as an interpreter. Väsyneenä ei kannata ajaa autoa. - It’s not worth driving tired. (=when you are tired)

“because”: I guess this could also be translated to “as a”. Hyvänä kokkina Seija tekee yleensä ruoat sukujuhliin. - As a good cook, Seija usually makes food for family parties.

with pitää and käyttää, following word is in the partitive. Kaikki kurssilaiset pitävät Päiviä hyvänä opettajana. - All the students on the course think Päivi is a good teacher. Käytämme työhuonetta myös vierashuoneena. - We also use the study as a guest room.

with time - this is probably the best-known use Nähdään keskiviikkona! - See you on Wednesday! Lähdemme juhannuksena mökille. - We’re going to the cottage for Midsummer. Olin lapsena melko ujo. - I was quite shy as a child.

Translative

The ending is -ksi. Creating the well-liked -seksi words. :D

Sää muuttui pilviseksi. - The weather turned cloudy. Alex opiskeli insinööriksi. - Alex studied to be an engineer. Mäkelät ostivat vanhan talon kesämökiksi. - The Mäkelä family bought an old house for (to use it as) a summer house.

When you add a possessive suffix, -ksi changes to -kse, and then the suffix of course goes at the end of the word.

Tuletko vaimokseni? - Will you be my wife? Liisa-täti tuli vieraaksemme. - Aunt Liisa came to visit us.

While the essive case is mostly for a state, the translative implies change. (Työskentelen lääkärinä - I work as a doctor. Opiskelen lääkäriksi - I study to be a doctor)

Me tulimme iloisiksi. - We became happy. Sirpa maalasi seinän valkoiseksi. - Sirpa painted the wall white. Jani valmistui sairaanhoitajaksi. - Jani graduated as a nurse.

with luulla, sanoa, kutsua (can again be translated sth like “as a...”), followed by partitive Luulin häntä siivojaksi, mutta hän olikin professori. - We thought he was a cleaner, but he was the professor. Suomalaisia sanotaan usein hiljaisiksi. - Finns are often said to be quiet. Kaverit kutsuvat Kaarloa Kalleksi. - His friends call Kaarlo Kalle.

with time - this usually means a plan, or said before it happens Alex matkustaa viikoksi Lappiin. - Alex travels to Lapland for a week. Menen hetkeksi lepäämään. - I’m going to relax for a moment. used with a day it means the same as “mennessä” - by that day

with languages - again this is probably the most well-known use Mitä “kiitos” on arabiaksi? - What is “kiitos” in Arabic?

[ahloveisboo]

hobi in that white button down shirt and a hat in bon voyage 3 quite frankly is KILLING me, he looks so damn seksi

[weishenkun]

kun and his sexy pose

[jingerly-kissing]

Alphabet Tag

I was tagged by the lovely @jingertonic like an eternity ago so here we go :3

a // age: 20, turning 21 in April

b // birthplace: Some small town in Germany that is only really known for the author who was born here (Hermann Hesse xD)

c // current time: 14:12

d // drink you had last: I just made myself some tea, it’s like some fruit tea blend?

e // easiest person to talk to: hmmm my younger sister probably cause she knows me really well? Also @kyungsalt cause she’s super chill

f // favourite songs: ugh, this is super hard. these days I’m listening to “Hero’s Soup” by Stray Kids and “Wires” by The Neighbourhood a lot. I also have a whole youtube playlist dedicated to song recommendations :D

g // grossest memory: okay, hold your horses because this is actually super gross. so like a couple of years ago my family moved. like my mother cared for this old dude’s house while he was in the hospital (we didn’t really know him but my mom was friends with his neighbours) and he didn’t make it. his children didn’t really want the house (cause it was old and kinda really run down, more on that later) so they sold it to us. and as I said, that house was... old. and hadn’t really been cleaned properly... for years. so yeah, the place was disgusting, we had to renovate it completely and I think I wasn’t even around to see the worst of it. because foolish as I was I decided to take care of the garden. it’s been years and we still haven’t managed to fully make that garden presentable but it was way worse.  so there was this little goldfish pond, right. and we didn’t want a goldfish pond. so we planned to drain it and fill it up with soil and maybe plant some flowers there. so there was still water in it. I assumed that the goldfish had died already. they did. but they were still in there. also, we didn’t really have anything to pump out the water or whatever so for a while I just scooped the water out with a small plastic bucket (actually got some on my hands which was already disgusting cause it was super dirty and filled with rotten leaves and all that). then I found the goldfish. they had indeed been dead for a while. at least they smelled like it. I don’t know if any of you have ever smelled a rotten goldfish, I pray you never have to because I almost threw up into that pond. the only thing that made me keep down my breakfast was the thought that it would only get more disgusting if I actually threw up into that water because I still had to scoop it out. I drained that fucking pond and I don’t ever want to see goldfish again.

h // horror yes or horror no: I’m a sucker for everything creepy. I especially love more atmospheric eery kinda horror movies or anything ps<chothriller style but I also don’t mind splatter^^

i // in love: yeh

j // jealous of people: sometimes I guess?

k // kids of your own someday: I like kids, I like hanging out with them and playing with them for a bit, but I wouldn’t want to have own kids. you see I can only tolerate them in small doses. like hanging out with a child for an hour or two every once in a while is fine. but having them around me constantly? fuck no.

l // love at first sight or should i walk by again: I don’t really believe in love at first sight. infatuation maybe. or like crushing on someone on first sight. but love? nah. 

m // middle name: I don’t have a middle name... which I guess is kinda rare cause everyone else I know has one?

n // number of siblings: I have one younger sister :3

o // one wish: to be able to finish my bachelor’s degree smoothly and figure out what to do with my life after that 

p // person you last called: I skype called my sister a couple days ago to discuss and idea for a fanfic, does that count? like I usually don’t make phone calls a lot. oh, I called my tattoo artist last week to tell them I had a new phone number so they could reach me in case anything came up (got an appointment for an epiphany related tattoo in mid febuary^^)

q // question you’re always asked: uh, I don’t think there is like a specific question people ask me a lot

r // random fact about you: I really love piercings and tattoos and stuff like that. at the moment I have three tattoos (soon to be four^^), both of my earlobes are pierced (twice on both sides) and I have a helix (right) and I really want even more piercings, like I’ve been thinking about getting a septum, or maybe a medusa piercing? I also low key want a tongue piercing cause that's seksi but is it worth it tho? I guess atm I’m most likely to get more stuff on my ears (since they are so visible because I have short hair) like a tragus maybe? also I dye my hair like constantly and have some badass undercut or whatever so I guess I look kinda intimidating to some people??

s // song you last sang: wires by the neighbourhood because as I said I’m listening to that a lot atm

t // time you woke up: around 8 I guess but I didn’t really bother getting out of bed until around 10

u // underwear colour: black

v // vacation destination: oooh, there are a lot of places I want to see, but I guess my dream goal is to go to America and have some cheesy cliche roadtrip with my friends

w // worst habit: I constantly chew on my nails and the skin around so my fingers are always messed up

x // x-rays: oh damn, I’ve broken my arm like four times already and there were always several x-rays involved (and that’s not even all of it)

y // your favourite food: ugh, this is so hard. like... all food is great? I eat pretty much everything and I’m open to trying even “strange” or “exotic” dishes. but I guess some of my favourite foods are pizza, burgers (like the really good ones, not the kind that you get at mcdonalds or whatever, although that’s a bit of a guilty pleasure as well), hot pot, basically any form of potato (especially fried or baked), pasta (like especially anything with tomato sauce, bolognese is one of my go-to meals and I love arabiata) and I guess also ramen (everytime I visit my friend she takes me to the same ramen bar and I love it)

z // zodiac sign: Taurus I guess? like I think I’m kinda on the cusp of Aries and Taurus

tagging my usual suspects @applejoon @kyungsalt @krosthefaer @mayozika and @thewinterends (as usual, no obligation, let me know if you don’t want to be tagged in stuff)

[kaalisalaattiiiii-blog]

greatness level imo *good **very good ***oof

Oneshots:

same damn hunger ** by marienadine , 40468 sanaa , yoonseok

ooof eli periaatteessa yoonseok on parhaita kavereita ja yks ilta ne on pilvessä ja päättää get each other off. hmmm what could go wrong???

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Give it to me Slow (Then Wash Away) *** by Sharleena , 33331 sanaa , yoonmin

eli tässä yoongi on vampyyri ja jimin on töissä semmosessa paikassa johon vampyyrit voi tulla ja maksaa siitä et ne saa juua ihmisistä. then one day(night) yoongi menee käymään siellä ja et ikinä arvaa kenestä se valitsee juua.

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How Ruins Can make a Home ** by TrappingLightningBugs , 23409 sanaa , junghope

omg jungkook on a bunny hybrid tässä ja hobi löytää sen kadulta ja siis en kestä se on niin raukka (ja ehkä vähän bitch aluks) ja hobi ottaa sen asuun sen kaa ja en kestä oof

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call me (whenever you want me) ** by jhopeg , 23292 sanaa , vmin (oh praise the lord!!!)

jimin on drunk ja soittaa taelle. joka on puhelin seksi operaattori. stuff ensues.

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(gonna make this place our) home ** by sugarkookx , 19172 sanaa , junghope

tää on vähä samantapanen ku toi how ruins can make a home ku tässäki jungkook on a bunny hybrid ja koditon ja hobi löytää sen. mut hyvä silti!!

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thirty thousand feet and falling *** by linzeigh , 16608 sanaa , namgi

okei… tää on siis abo joka ei välttämättä oo everyones cup of tea mut oikeesti tää on niin hyvä oon lukenu tän nii monta kertaa. eli siis yoongi on omega ja namjoon on alpha ja ne joutuu istuu vierekkäin lentokoneessa ja abo ssa on kaikkee scents matter and mate stuff so yeah. 

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asylum. * by dirtysope , 16249 sanaa , yoonseok

en oo lukenu tätä pitkää aikaa mut täs on kai some angst koska yoongilla ei oikee mee hyvin MUT SIT SE LÖYTÄÄ HOBIN. plus tässä on kai lowkey bdsm elements.

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A Christmas Fairytale(he came riding on a storm) * by tcarriela , 14996 , jikook

jungkook on yksinäinen vampyyri joka asuu yksin yksinäisessä linnassaan yksin. sitten yksi päivä yksi jimin tulee koputtaan sen oveen yksin. yees.

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(help me) i’m Buried Alive * by HereIGoAgain , 14505 sanaa , yoonmin

yoongi on kai joku argeologi tai jotai ja se on ettimässä aarretta jostain tomb ja sit jimin on siellä joku spirit? ehkä.

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I Thought These Flowers Wilted a Long Time Ago, But- ** by ketchupspaghetti , 12995 sanaa , yoonseok 

tässä hobilla on hanahaki disease jossa jos ihmisellä on unrequited love niin ne rupee yskiin kukan terälehtiä. hobi is in love with yoongi btw if that wasnt obvious from the yoonseok thingy. theres angst mut a happy ending koska en pysty lukee mitää missä on sad ending.

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Jammed ** by minverse , 11058 , vmin

jimin on jumissa liikenteessä lumimyrskyn takii ja taella on pakettiauto jossa se asuu syista ja tae pyytää jiminin sen pakettiautoon… aina kannattaa mennä vieraiden pakettiautoihin. kyl määki menisin jos tjoku yhtä hyvännäkönen ku tae kysyis.

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and when you think of me, am i the best you've ever had ** by causeitsred , 12131 sanaa , vmin 

tae ja jimin are dating until theyre not. angst, angst ja angst.

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The Den by Skadirh , 11561 sanaa , minjoon

OOOOF toinen abo…. all the kinks. ᵈᵒⁿᵗ ʲᵘᵈᵍᵉ ᵐᵉ

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promise i'll stay here all night * by Bangtanbananas , 9451 sanaa , minjoon

omg lisää abo, its basically just smut. im horny and sad, leave me alone.

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Stupid (Beautiful) *by baby_busan , 8636 sanaa , jikook

taas basically just porn. jungkook on nervous cute baby ja jimin is a brat.

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you know i know ** by marienadine , 8010 sanaa , vmin

just vmin being soft. so soft….

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requite. ** by nunastro , 7702 sanaa ,  yoonjin

yoonjin on vampyyreitä ja yoongi on sad ja also ne rakastaa toisiaan mut on also dumb.

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(if i keep my) eyes closed ** by sugarkookx , 7719 sanaa , yoonjin

yoonjin in piti get married mut sitten jin menetti muistinsa onnettomuudessa ja nyt yoongi is sad. mut it all works out in the end.

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Chaptered fics:

House of Cards *************** by sugamins , 394890 sanaa, 25 lukua, vminkook

siis oikeesti the biggest ass oooof ikinä. tää on varmaan pisin ja paras ff jonka oon ikinä lukenu. siis on niin selvää et tää author on theny their research tää on niin hyvin kirjotettu. MUTTA tää on mafia ff ja oikeesti realistinen semmonen eli siis tosi graphic joten proceed with caution oikeesti ja heed the tags. mut toivottavasti luet tän ja myös tykkäät siitä. oof.

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The Songbird and the Sea ************** by MissterMaia , 255878 sanaa , 34 lukua , yoonmin

toinen big ass ooooof siis tääkin on niin hyvä oikeesti. tää on semmonen fantasia/pirate ff ja siis totally worth it. ainoo downside on että se sequel on patreonissa mut tän voi lukee ilmanki sitä ei oo niinku yhtää cliffhanger mut tää on niin hyvä et sitä vaa haluu lukee lisää.

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The Servant **** by threadbare_threnody , 88922 sanaa , 40 lukua, yoonminkook (oof my fave)

omg selvästi tykkään pitemmistä ff. tää on semmone fantasia ff. tässä on tosi paljon kaikkee chinese, japanese ja korean folklore stuff. and also hot smut so theres that. kannattaa lukee.

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You're All I See ** by SugaTheTurtle , 72371 sanaa , 5 lukua , yoonmin

tässä jimin näkee tulevaisuuden ja yoongi prinssi, jonka pitää nähä oma tulevaisuutensa.that says it all. ;) täs ei kai ollu hirveesti smut (hence only 2 stars) mut tää oli silti nii hyvä et lisäsin sen mun bookmarkkeihin.

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Tears to the Tide ** by haromame , 65649 sanaa , 4 lukua , jikook

tää oli nähtävästi kans abo mut ei sillee dirty way. tää on oikeesti aika sad ja aika deep. ehkä välillä sillee deep et en mun vähäsillä aivosoluilla oikee tajunnu joitai asioita mut tää on niiiiin hyvin kirjotettu oikeesti. plus tää oli inspired by Wait from M83 joka on yks mun lempibiiseistä ja kuuntelin sitä ku luin ja oon pretty sure i cried. 

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Muscle Memory *** by PinkBTS , 58024 sanaa , 4 lukua , jikook

now. tää on jikook. with bottom jungkook. joka on atrocious mun mielestä. mut bookmarkkasin sen anyway. joten se sanoo kuinka hyvä tää on. eli siis tässä jiminin puoliso kuolee ja se oli päättäny lahjottaa sen elimet ja it just so happens jungkookilla on sydänvaivoja ja tarvii uuden sydämen. hmmmmmm. very emotional. ig.

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After Hours *** by yoonminology , 52826 sanaa , 5 lukua , yoonmin

oon varmaa lukenu tän vaa kerran mut se oli mun mielestä tosi hyvä. siinä on muistaakseni aika paljon smut mut myös plot. lord help ketään kuka kirjottaa yli 50000 sanaa smut. (okei lukisin sen varmaa silti). tää on myös abo btw.

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Ocean Eyes ** by Yanyiu , 49075 sanaa , 3 lukua , jikook

en muista tästä hirveesti mut muistan et tää oli kyl hyvä ja et jungkook tais olla vähä an asshole alussa ja jimin oli aika insecure.

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Just a little bit of your heart ** by heyhosam , 38671 sanaa , 2 lukua , jikook

okei so luin tän just uudellee ja siis tää on semmone arranged marriage au homma. ja oof taas abo. jikook starts off rocky mut its fine.

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Phantom Pacific ** by TriviaKM , 35004 sanaa , 7 lukua , taegi

toinen pirate au. en oikee tiiä mitä sanoo muutaku et tosi hyvä. tae on a smug bastard.

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The Jeon Family * by staycute1234 , 30499 sanaa , 3 lukua , jikook

tääki on mafia au mut ei nearly as bad as house of cards. en oikeestaa muista tästä paljoo mut rakastan mafia/gang aus so.

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The Light Between Oceans * by thedarkestdawn , 30495 sanaa , 7 lukua , jikook

oof another pirate au. theres just jimin trying to live his life when ilkeet merirosvot tulee ja kaappaa sen. yoongi is an asshole, jungkook is in denial ja jimin just wants to go home.

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Kepler and Gliese *** by GinForInk , 28413 sanaa , 2 lukua , namkook

okei joo therse tentacles mut believe or not tää on oikeesti super soft ja fluffy. just read it.

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Gold and Silver ** by madeliefie , 22864 sanaa , 3 lukua , taekook (who would've thought)

hah taas abo u cant escape. tae on omega mut ne on aika discriminated against so se käyttää semmotteita pillereitä jotka peittää sen hajun et se sais töitä ja tietenkin sen pomo on jungkook. who just so happens to be an alpha.

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Shooting Stars and Silver Moons ** by mucha , 20206 sanaa , 2 lukua , vmin

olin mää näköjää sittenki lukenu chaptered vmin ff vaikka siina onki vaa 2 lukua. tässä näämme kun vmin vaan pine over each other and dont really do anything about it until they both get super sad ja yoongin tarvii pelastaa päivä. (jos muistan oikein)

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Shy, Curious ** by onlyalivetonight , 17201 sanaa , 3 lukua , yoonminkook

okei so tässä yoonmin on jo yhessä ja niillä on bdsm suhde ja jungkook kinda kiinnostuu kokeilee bdsm ja menee semmosee clubii ja tapaa yoongin ja jiminin siä. tää on oikeesti aika söpö. 

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just called to say I love you *** by en tiiä , 12247 sanaa , 2 lukua , yoonkook

jungkook on omega joka pines over sen brothers friend yoongi joka on alpha.  so cute.

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plus yks series:

then, now, always ** by namakemono , yhteensä 49314 sanaa , yhteensä 4 lukua , jikook

eli siis tää on series ja tässä on niinku kaks työtä. toinen on periaatteessa se tarina ja toinen on just smut. eli tässä jiminin present self (joka is dating jungkook) vaihtaa paikkoja vuoden 2013 jiminin kanssa (joka is not dating jungkook). shit happens.

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Fave authors:

 eumorious: absolute fave. rakastan tän kaikkii töitä jonka takii en ollu bookmarkannu mitää niistä. tällä on mainly jikook ff.

HereIGoAgain

MissterMaia

Sharleena: oof tällä on yks yoonmin mafia au jota odotan et se valmistuu ja oon niin excited

rosiex: tällä on yks tosi pitkä yoonkook canon au, First and Last, joka kannattaa oikeesti lukee se on tosi hyvä.