Just For You My Beautiful Friend... This Is My Birth Flower... Happy Weekend!!!

It took me forever to finally read this chapter. But oh! The difference in how they feel. I thought i was ready for the heartbreak (its tagged as unrequited love after all!), but to see Seokjin's POV!!! 🥺🥺🥺

cinnamon bliss ● chapter ii

➬ Subtitle | The long road home to you

➬ Pairings | Kim Seokjin x reader

➬ Genre | Single Father!Jin, Cafe Owner!reader, Unrequited Love!au, Angst, Future Smut

➬ Summary | Ever since the day he walked through the front door of your cafe hand in hand with his sweet daughter on one gloomy afternoon in the middle of winter, he had captured your heart without him even knowing it. All the time, you had chosen to stay in the sidelines, watching him mend his broken heart in silence while he teaches his own daughter that it was okay to be a kid despite the pain that they shared. You know you shouldn’t be so infatuated with him or to let this feeling go any deeper. Because nothing could prepare you when you are forced to watch him move on, completely unaware that he is about to be breaking your heart in pieces.

↳ Ratings | PG-13

↳ Warning | involves grief, emotional battles, slow burn.

↳ Word count | 3,2k words

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chapter ii. array

Present…

“Welcome!”

The jingle sound of the bell at the front door and the new waitress’ voice welcoming the patron pulls your attention away from the freshly baked bread you are shelving in the counter. The sight of a group of college girls entering the shop deflates your mood almost instantly, and you turn back to finish your task while trying your best to hide and ignore the disappointment that is slowly creeping up on you.

As you are placing up the final pieces of bread into the glass display case, you suddenly feel like you are being closely watched. Straightening up, you quickly find that you indeed have someone watching you. Standing right beside you with her eyes on you is your friend and co-worker, Naeun, who also has a smug grin on her face with a lot of secret and mischief written all over it.

“Girl, you got it bad,” she mutters softly with a chuckle, not enough for the entire shop to hear what she said, but still enough for you to catch it.

“What are you talking about?”

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ahhhh, my poor heart... 💜💜💜😘😘😘

Someone pointed out the ending pose of I’m Fine, as the BTS members face towards their leader, Namjoon faces left, towards his members, his brothers. As Taehyung sings the last line “I’m Fine” they are looking to their leader & their brother whom they trust & admire. Namjoon is facing them, telling them everything will be fine. 

It’s 5am & I’m fucking crying okay. I went to re-watch all of their live performances of I’m Fine & I can’t stop crying. 

Cr: Do Not Repost Gifs.

im so sad... @xjoonchildx Ana, his armpit is so clean, like you can literally lick that! so squeaky clean, where are those hairs??? im in despair! 😭😭😭

wait… wait… clean? lick? I may be on to something here…. 😳😳😳

Ms. Ana!!! @xjoonchildx i hope ur wrecked as i am 🥵🥵🥵

this is fine :) i am fine :) 

are you back??? Oh Dia!!! So many new stories.... my heart 💜💜💜

Shifters | Fic Index

PREFACE | A Collection of short stories that are created and built surrounding the universe within the Blood Moon Rising series. The collection will include side stories, prequels, and epilogues for the supported series.

Author’s note | Stories will not be published in chronological order.

➬ Blood Moon Rising

⇢ Character | Jimin x reader

⇢ Genre | Vampire!au, Vampire!Jimin, Werewolf!Reader, Smut, Angst

⇢ Summary | As beings from ancient times, the Vampire Clan has undergone numerous changes to thrive in the Modern Age after surviving the Ancient Blood War. As a part of the traveller family in his clan, Jimin has parted ways from the coven until the day his Lords warned him of the lurking danger from inside the clan. And all so suddenly, he was pulled out of his solitary, only to have given the responsibility he had never wished to have, along with the threats that come as a part of the deal.  

Born as youngest yet having lost so much, you have given your family your loyalty, your protection, and had been given their love and support that had become the only thing that keeps you going. But what happens when the only people you have put your trust in only repay you with betrayal?

⇢ Chapters | Prologue | 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 

➬ The Half Lycan

⇢ Character | Taehyung x reader

⇢ Genre | Werewolf!au, Werewolf!Taehyung, Human!Reader, Smut, Angst

⇢ Summary | Once the Blood War ends, trust becomes rare between species. Caught between two different species for having been born from an unusual union of a Werewolf and an ancient creature that had been brought up as weapons during the War, Taehyung has been pushed away from one family only to be frowned upon within a pack that supposed to provide him home. What happens when his mate, who he had been hoping for to be his saviour, turns out to be an entirely different species? Someone who cannot even believe that Werewolves are real.

⇢ READ HERE

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➬ Drabbles & Shorts:

⇢ #1 Fever | Excerpt: When he is in heat

⇢ #2 Rapture | Excerpt: When he needs to reclaim his mate

➬ Of Bears and Bonds

⇢ Character | Seokjin x reader

⇢ Genre | Were-bear/Bear Shifter!Seokjin, Witch! Reader, Smut, Angst

⇢ Summary | Winter always comes with surprises. Sometimes it brings you the joy in the form of solitude, other times it comes with a snowstorm that buries your lodge in a thick snow mountain that has you trapped until Springtime. You had believed that you were prepared for anything come winter. The only thing you were not prepared of was to find a bear being sent to your doorsteps. Asleep.

⇢ READ HERE: 01 | 02

➬ The Agile Fox

⇢ Character | Jungkook x Yoongi

⇢ Genre | Shifters!au, Werewolf!au, Werewolf!Jungkook, Fox Shifter!Yoongi, Fluff, Angst

⇢ Summary | It is hard enough for Jungkook to continuously witness his peers finding their mates when he had been waiting for years to have his own. It is even harder when his eyes fall to someone who he may not even be allowed to pay attention to, much less to choose the person as a mate.

➬ Alpha’s Inferno

⇢ Character | Namjoon x reader

⇢ Genre | Vampires!au, Werewolf!au, Alpha!Namjoon, Vampire!Reader, Smut, Angst

⇢ Summary | Alphas are stronger with a mate. Losing his Destined was already hard enough, he has to go through another trial when he loses his Chosen, and has been leading his pack of misfits all on his own since. Until betrayals led to distrust, enemies become allies, and hate becomes love.

➬ Hunting Season

⇢ Character | Hoseok x reader

⇢ Genre | Werewolf!au, Werewolf!Hoseok, Hunter!reader, Smut, Angst

⇢ Summary | He is a protector. And for his duty, he had nearly given up the thought of searching a mate to protect his land and his people from the threats being thrown at them from every nook and every corner. But then his mate comes along, side by side with the threat that has arrived to take his life. The Moon Goddess must have had a terrible sense of humour.

➬ To Trap A Wolf

⇢ Character | Jungkook x Yoongi

⇢ Genre | Shifters!au, Werewolf!au, Werewolf!Jungkook, Fox Shifter!Yoongi, Fluff, Angst

⇢ Summary | It took him a long time, but Jungkook finally returns from his journey. The only thing he did not expect was to find Yoongi there waiting for him. And the fox is not alone.

➬ Music Companion

Replay - Rendezvous At Two | Floating - RZLZ | Want U Back - Sorrow | Everything - MRKRYL | Wait - n u a g e s | Used To - Kodamilo | Fever - UNDERHER | Circle - EVRDO | Let Me Know - Svn The Singer | Beautiful Chaos - Ja¥en x District | To The Ends - Aaryan Shah | Undercover - June One

➬ Cross-post

⇢ Book #1 - Blood Moon Rising: Inkitt | Wattpad  ⇢ Book #2 - The Half-Lycan: Inkitt | Wattpad ⇢ Book #3 - Of Bears And Bonds: Inkitt | Wattpad

All Rights Reserved © 2020 Yoonia

Sheeeeeetttttt!!! Kim Seokjin is so so so smoking hot!!! Sir, i beg you, please!!!

Reblog if you've ever read a fic that was better than published books

i actually stop breating, tbh...

he looks so good all the time it’s unfair

It took me awhile to reblog this all beacuse i felt so much for this little drabble. It felt like i was punched. First, Hoseok in Guarded is the type of person so in control of his emotions (we saw a lot of this in the main story), even during their confrontation you can feel his control over his emotions. Even during during the smut, if you recall it was Amsaja who pounced him in the elevator! Which is why i was totally floored by how Ana wrote Hoseok in this little (only in word count!), but i guess its warranted - the man almost died! For the 1st time, i saw a side of Hoseok in panic, not even afraid but terrified, almost out of his mind. Its almost grounding to think that hey, he's human after all, Amsaja wondered the same thing in the main story, come to think of it!

Now to our Amsaja, a fierec woman who went so much truama and pain and got out from all of it so strong that Hoseok was her only weakness. A weakness you might think, but really it was Hoseok who made her brave and take chances, made her rethink of everything and put things in perspective. Ok, so maybe I am exaggerating, maybe Hoseok was just a portion of it but still. And it continues into this drabble, made her brave enough to think of things she never thought she needed in her life. I always thought Amsaja is a brave woman and now she is showing us that bravery is not the absence of fear but having fear and yet going through it all because she knows she can.

💜💜💜😘😘😘

close call | jhs x reader

🗝️summary: hoseok comes home in the middle of the night and it doesn't take long for you to realize something is wrong. very, very wrong.

🗝️pairing: reader x mafia!hoseok

🗝️rating: mature, 18+

🗝️genre: smut, mafia AU, guarded AU drabble though it can be read as a standalone story

🗝️warnings: standard smut warnings, feelings because apparently i know no other way

🗝️word count: 1.7K

🗝️notes: i've had in mind to write a series of these drabbles for the guarded AU involving all of the original story characters. all returning home from the same terrifying night on the job, each processing the trauma a bit differently. as always, thank you for reading and please talk to me about it! of course, i couldn't have written or posted this without the help and guidance of @ladyartemesia @btsarmy9593 and @hobi-gif thank you so much ladies. also a big thank you to the very sweet @diorggukie who was so kind to answer my questions!

He comes to you in the dead of night.

The bed dips under his weight as he slips quietly beneath the covers, pressing the length of his body to yours. You start to rouse when he wraps himself around you -- firm chest at your back, strong forearm banded over your waist -- and you open your eyes to darkness, disoriented.

“Hoseok?” You call out to him, not quite awake and not quite asleep.

No answer.

“Baby?”

Still no answer.

The fear comes over you slowly, pulsing from your legs to your chest to your arms. Finally then to your brain, sounding the alarm inside your head as the pieces start to fall into place.

He’s warm, far too warm, skin feverish and damp from what must have been a scalding hot shower. He’s breathing hard like he’s just gone for a run, his shuddering breaths ragged and rough behind the soft shell of your ear. And he’s holding you so tight he’s practically crushing his body to yours.

That’s when you realize he’s trembling.

That’s when your own heart starts to rattle inside your chest.

“Hoseok,” you call his name louder now, clearer, trying to suppress the panic in your voice. “Baby, please. Tell me you’re okay.”

He doesn’t.

You wrench yourself out of his stranglehold to turn over and curl into him, searching for his face in the dark. Beneath the lone sliver of moonlight that peeks through the blinds he looks blank, eyes open and unseeing.

“Hoseok -- “ you cup his face in your hands, grip firm as you try to rouse him from his stupor. “-- You’re scaring me. Tell me what’s wrong.”

He stares back at you, quiet for a long time before he answers.

“Bad night, baby,” he whispers at last, “Real bad night.”

The words alone would be enough to make your heart seize, but the brittle, hollow sound of his voice is your undoing. He’s right in front of you, in your arms, but he sounds a million miles away.

“You want to talk about it?”

He doesn’t answer. He doesn’t have to. Your answer is in his vacant expression, the shuttered look in his eyes. You know damned well the terrible things he’s seen -- the terrible things he’s had to do in this line of work. And you know that most nights he’s able to absorb that trauma, to contain and defuse it before he comes home to you.

This is not most nights.

“It’s alright, baby,” you whisper, leaning in to press kisses to his warm temple, his flushed cheeks. “You don’t have to say anything. You don’t have to do anyth--”

The words die on your tongue when Hoseok turns his face to capture your mouth with his.

The adrenaline lying dormant in his bloodstream roars back to life in an instant. In one swift movement he’s on top of you, pinning you down with his lithe frame, mouth and hands everywhere at once. His touch is rough, desperate, teeth scraping against the hollow of your throat. Fingers digging into the soft curve of your ass. He kisses you like he’s trying to consume you, filling the air in his lungs with the breath he steals from yours.

“Hoseok -- “ you pull away from him long enough to gasp for air, digging your fingers into his hair when he buries his face between your breasts. “ -- Baby, you’re okay. It’s over. It’s over.”

He’s not ready to listen.

He’s still too keyed up, too wild from whatever he endured out there tonight. He sucks bruises into the column of your throat as his unsteady hands grasp at the satin barrier between you, shoving the thin nightgown up your thighs. You draw in a sharp breath when he slots one leg between yours, pressing the hot, hard length of his cock to the soft curve of your stomach.

“I need you,” he chokes out, heart hammering wildly inside his chest where it’s pressed against your own. “Please.”

There will be none of his trademark finesse tonight. None of the sexy words he loves to whisper in your ear, none of the practiced touches he loves to tease you with until he’s certain you’re ready for him. And none of that matters in this moment.

His hips jerk when you slide a hand between your bodies to take hold of his rigid cock, guiding the blunt head to your entrance. You slide it against the moisture gathered there, pressing your lips to the shell of his ear.

“Take me, baby,” you whisper, “Take whatever you need.”

The words are barely out of your mouth before Hoseok is surging forward, fusing himself to you in one devastating stroke. He’s so damned hard -- impossibly hard -- and you can’t help but whimper at the sudden, sharp intrusion.

“Shit,” he swears under his breath, head dropping low between his shoulder blades. His arms shake with effort as he forces himself to hold still above you. “I didn’t mean -- “

You swallow his apology with a kiss, tearing a pained groan from him as you squeeze your thighs tight around his slim legs and skate your hands down his back to cup his ass. You tilt your hips up, rolling them against his in invitation.

“It’s alright, baby,” you promise, speaking the words against his lips. “I can take it.”

It’s like pulling the pin on a grenade. Once you speak those words out loud, he abandons what little control he had left, fucking into you with utter desperation. His fingers dig savagely into the cushion of your hips, pulling you in to meet each one of his unforgiving thrusts.

“Thought I was never going to see you again,” he pants, mouth latching to one stiff nipple through your nightgown. He sets his teeth to it despite the barrier, dragging it into his mouth through the damp satin.

You’re glad he can’t see the tears that spring to your eyes. You squeeze them shut, trying to push his words out of your mind, trying to think only about the steady rhythm of his hips against yours and the feeling of his cock buried deep.

“You’re here, baby,” you soothe, running your hands up his back. You can feel the faint tremor that runs just under the surface of his skin. “Here with me. You’re not going anywhere.”

At that, he fucks you harder. Hard enough that you have to press one hand to the headboard behind you to keep him from forcing you up the length of the bed. Hard enough that you know you’ll feel him everywhere tomorrow, know that you’ll see the evidence of his agony all over your skin.

He groans your name into the crook of your neck when he comes, shuddering as he empties himself inside of you for what feels like an eternity. And then he collapses onto you, shivering despite the warmth emanating from his skin, despite the heat that’s been generated between you.

You hold him close and trace your fingertips up and down his back until the shivering stops.

He’s still sleeping deeply when you slip out of bed.

The apartment is peaceful at this hour, the blue hue of the early light comforting in the quiet of the kitchen. You’re not much of a cook, never have been, but this morning that doesn’t matter.

You are going to make this man some fucking breakfast.

It’s easier to focus on brewing the coffee and buttering the toast than it is to think about the way he looked at you last night. The things he’d confessed to you in the dark. The way he held you like he was afraid you’d vanish.

You crack the last of your eggs into a bowl and walk to the trash can, prepared to drop the empty carton inside.

But when you press down on the foot pedal, the lid comes up and the carton in your hand falls to the floor below.

At the top of the trash pile sits Hoseok’s white dress shirt -- the one you’d bought him in Gangnam a few months ago. The one he was wearing when you’d kissed him goodbye before he left last night.

The blood smears splattered across it are a bit rusty now, oxidized and dull.

It’s so much blood that for a moment your heart stops before your brain steps in to remind you that this can’t be his blood. That you’d had your hands and mouth on every inch of his skin last night. That he’s sleeping safe and sound in your bedroom just a few feet away.

You’ve seen so many sides of Hoseok by now, his happiness and his passion and his melancholy and his fury. But you’ve never seen him terrified. Not until now.

You stare down at that shirt, willing yourself not to imagine the gruesome scenarios that come to mind. Willing yourself not to panic over events that are already said and done. Willing yourself not to collapse with grief.

He’d asked you to marry him.

He’d done it in that low key way of his, of course -- on a drive home from dinner, stopped at a red light. He’d cut the radio and reached across the gear shift to take your hand and he’d asked you to marry him. And you’d said no.

You’d argued that trauma begets trauma. That hearing the stories about your own parents’ volatile marriage had poisoned you against any hope for one of your own. That you still didn’t fully understand the damage done by years at the hands of an alcoholic father in the absence of a dead mother. That being a Kim at one time nearly destroyed you, but now it defines you.

And he’d accepted it.

In that low key way of his, of course -- stone-faced and jaw tight. He’d never made mention of it again, though you could sometimes feel it heavy in the air between you. Though at times you could feel the weight of it pressing down on your chest when you relived the memory of that night in the car.

This morning, you stare down into that trash can -- down at the ghastly red-orange stains that mar what used to be a pristine white canvas -- and your excuses echo through your mind, pathetic and small.

Hoseok would give his life for you. For your brother. For any man in this organization without second thought.

This is the life you chose and this is the man you chose.

And it is time you give him this.

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so so so smoking hot!!! 💜💜💜

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