Gingerbread House

Gingerbread House

; Jimin x Reader x Jungkook

; Candy Shop;AU

; Genre: Smut

; Word Count: 12.4k

; Warnings: Slight food play, dom!Jungkook, sub!Jimin, unprotected sex

; Synopsis: Do you have a sweet tooth? Or do you prefer a bit of spice in your treats? Gingerbread House has all your needs met with our large range of confectionery that’s sure to meet everyone’s tastes. For those looking for something a little more personalised, we’re always willing to create bespoke confectionery to suit you. Give us a call or visit our store, you’re sure to find plenty to sink your teeth into!

; A/N: HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY @yminie!!! I’m sorry it’s late ;-; I hope you enjoy <333333

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“Guess what!” Chaeyoung grins broadly, hands holding each other tightly on the table in front of you. Looking up with an eyebrow raised, you make an imploring look with your face while licking your spoon clean of ice cream.

“I got your birthday present, and you’re going to love it.” She squeals with excitement, clapping lightly and practically vibrating with happiness and anticipation at your reaction. You swallow the ice cream before putting the spoon down, the sundae in front of you now empty.

“Oh? Do I have to wait?” You ask with a smile, leaning forward as a twinkle lights up her eyes with excitement. Biting her lip, she leans forward too before shaking her head.

“No, actually I’m going to take you after we’re done here. You have no idea how hard it was to get this for you, I swear I kept asking about an opening for weeks!” She waves for the waitress and you watch as she brings over the bill for you to pay. Splitting it between the two of you, you’re soon grabbing your bag and coat and leaving the restaurant you’d both come to.

Today was your day to catch up with your best friend as you hadn’t seen Chaeyoung in two weeks, meaning it was definitely time for you both to spend some valuable hours with each other. She’d desperately wanted to try the new Greek restaurant that had opened in the city and so you’d agreed, enjoying pork souvlaki for you and a moussaka for Chaeyoung.

The food had been delicious and immediately taken you both back to your holiday to Crete and the hot sun that shimmered on the waves of the calm Aegean sea. It had been far too long since you’d had a vacation and you suddenly craved it once more, resenting the fact that you hadn’t taken advantage of your birthday to go seek some sun somewhere.

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Concealed Weapon (M)

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Word count: 10K (approx)

Warnings: Smut.  Smutty smut smut.  Unsafe handling of weapons.  Dirty talk.  Unprotected sex.  Bondage.  Rough sex.  Multiple orgasms.  Oral sex (male receiving).

Summary: Jungkook turns out not to be quite who you thought he was, and your reaction takes you both by surprise.

Happy belated Birthday @yminie ! I hope you survive! <3 <3 

This is kinda PWP, which is why I chose to keep the super cheesy porno title I first came up with haha (plus, I couldn’t actually think of anything better - so sue me). Also, this is the first moodboard I’ve ever made, so please don’t repost or use without credit. 

“Home by seven my ass…” you mutter darkly under your breath as your hands dwell somewhere beneath a layer of lemon-scented suds, a scouring pad clenched in fist.

You’d intended leave the dishes until after having eaten tonight, but seeing as your dinner companion is still yet to show after more than half an hour of you being sat at the table like an idiot, waiting, you figured you’d make a start.  Anger is great for removing stubborn baked on bread crumbs from an oven tray, apparently; by the time you’re done pretending its surface is your husband’s face and stashed it on the drying rack you’ve never seen it look cleaner.  

You wish you could pretend this was the first time he’s come home later than intended.  It’s an occupational hazard you guess; as one of the heads of IT tech support for all of the healthcare providers in the local province it’s up to him to make sure every system is running seamlessly no matter the time of day.  If a piece of software goes down it’s not just the clinicians who suffer - it’s the patient’s blood results or x-ray reports they can’t gain access to who suffer as well.  

So maybe you shouldn’t be so mad - maybe you should be glad to have a husband so hard-working and committed to his job that he’s willing to stay late more often than not.  As you pick at little pieces of the beef you’d so painstakingly roasted, long since gone cold, this is what you so avidly try to convince yourself of, but it doesn’t really make you feel any better.  It doesn’t change the reality of you being stood all alone at your kitchen counter with tears threatening in your eyes, all dressed up with nowhere to go.  

The sound of keys turning in the front door lock has your ears pricking to attention and your back straightening as you abandon your leftovers in favour of watching the entranceway to the hall.  The smouldering embers of annoyance that’d been threatening to dwindle away into sadness come roaring back into life with his impending arrival, and as soon as you hear your husband cross the threshold you’re hollering his name, nostrils flared.  

“Jeon Jungkook!”  His heavy exhale reaches your ears even from several metres away; tired and weary.  You know he’ll be worn out after work, and he’s more than likely been dreading having this fight with you all the way home, but your famously short temper won’t let you show him an inch of mercy.  Not yet, anyway. “What the hell kinda time do you call this?!”  

It’s odd - usually Jungkook would be rushing in by now, a pink tinge to his cheeks and an apology on his lips - but tonight he appears to be taking his time.  There’s the sound of his keys clinking against one another as they’re placed on the side and then the heavy tread of his boots coming down the hall that follows, so slow and steady that it only serves to infuriate you all the more.  Let him drag this out if he wants; all he’s doing is prolonging the length of the cold shoulder he’ll be receiving later on.  

“You could’ve at least called,” you carry on, rounding the kitchen island with one hand on your hip, waiting for him to emerge, “I wouldn’t have bothered busting my ass if I’d have known you - oh my god!”  

Hands flying upward to cover your gasping mouth, your wide eyes run rapidly up and down the sorry state of a man who enters your kitchen with his busted lip slanted into a wry smile.  It’s not very often you’re at a loss for words and yet here you are, speechless, all anger eradicated by the sight of your husband’s naturally handsome face so marred with cuts and bruises.  

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vaunt ii (m) | jeon jungkook

sequel to vaunt

pairing: Jungkook x Reader genre/warnings: college!au, frat!au, lots of swearing lol, smut, sex toy use, orgasm denial, teasing, fingering, oral (female receiving), the return of jungkook and his ‘huge wang’ (© @gimmesumsuga 2k18 LMAO), cumshot words: 9.2k summary: True to the nature that birthed your relationship, Jungkook loves to set a challenge, and you love to try and prove him wrong.

a/n: here it is! This is it – the second and last fic in the vaunt universe! I hope you guys love it a lot and thanks for all the support on part one!

A ruckus from downstairs pulls you from sleep and you instantly groan as your eyes are scorched with the sunshine breaking through the blinds. Ear splitting pain around the back of your head has you covering your burning orbs and burying your face into the pillow beneath you, hands tugging fruitlessly at the comforter in an attempt to better shield yourself, but it doesn’t give.

“Jungkook, what the fuck.” You groan, reaching out and landing a sharp slap on his bare back, right above his ass. “Who the fuck leaves their blinds open overnight?”

“Ah! Fuck, babe, really?” He wriggles onto his side, grabbing at the burning mark you’d left behind and serving to only pull the comforter further away from you.

“Get off the blanket you–fuck! Don’t push me you weeb ass–ah!” He reaches out, grasping at your arm, but cannot stop your fall and you land in a heap on the floor, luckily with the comforter wrapped around you to cushion the landing. “Ow!”

Your head gives another painful throb, and you glare up at him as he chuckles and rests his chin on the edge of the mattress, looking down at you. “You got the blanket at least?”

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DOTTI (m.)

→ pairing: jungkook x reader

→ genre: coworker au, smut, crack if you squint

→ word count: 6.2k 

Work colleagues are off limits. Period. But, when the office eye candy seems to have eyes for only you—you find it extremely hard to refrain from breaking your #1 rule.

→ warnings: dom!jungkook, mild voyeurism, dirty talk, forced orgasms, unprotected sex, public(?) sex, overstimulation, breath play, multiple orgasms

Tension. Thick undeniable tension was all you could associate with Jeon Jungkook. Months of lingering stares, idle work conversation and quiet interactions in the photocopy room was enough to drive you insane. Nothing really happened, but enough happened for you to be invested in him and the idea of him—how close or far away he was, when he’d walked past you next. He had his hooks into you, deep. And embarrassingly, he didn’t need to give you a lot for him to bombard your thoughts regularly. He was just that tantalising.

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bts hybrid fic recs

(just because i haven’t seen enough hybrid aus guys i promise i’m not a furry) (some of these are wolf!aus)

anything marked (m) includes mature and sexual content

♜ - series | ♛ - oneshot | ★ - personal favorite

kim seokjin

↳ pink panther (m) | @gimmesumsuga ♛ ★

↳ bobsy-die (m) | @seokkbuns ♛ ★

↳ silly kitty ;; happy kitty | @seokkbuns ♛

↳ the pretenders (m) | @tayegi ♛

kim namjoon

↳ wolf boy and snoopy girl | @ausblack ♛

↳ butterfingers | @seokkbuns ♛

↳ something in the way (m) | @tayegi ♜ ★

↳ tigerboy (m) | @joonbird ♛

min yoongi

↳at your service (m) | @magicalsalamander ♛

↳ oh pretty kitty, this bath wasn’t meant for two | @milkguks ♛

↳ inheritance | @seokkbuns ♜ ★

↳ milk (m?) | @icyhobi ♛

↳ late bloomer (m) | @tayegi ♛ ★

jung hoseok

↳ take it like a puppy (m) | @icyhobi ♛ ★

↳ orectic (m) | @gimmesumsuga ♛ ★

↳ perihelion | @seokkbuns ♜

↳ emotions | @btsreactsarchive ♜

↳ where is my mind? (m) | @tayegi ♛

↳ costume | @njhsmoon

park jimin

↳ don’t care if it hurts (m) | @hollyhomburg ♜

↳ little bear (m) | @b-angst-tan ♛

↳ only you (m) | @kitten-dont ♛ ★

↳ timid | @seokkbuns ♛

↳ ragdoll | @ausblack ♜

↳ shy bunny | @closetedkpopfan ♛

↳ sunny day | @baepsaets ♜ ★

↳ the dark side of the moon | @dovechim

kim taehyung

↳ the one (m) | @taetae-tea ♜ ★

↳ it takes two to make a thing go right 02 ft.jungkook (poly!au) (m) | @imaginethisbts ♛

↳ little dove (m) | @yminie ♛

↳ fever (m) | @lucbelle ♛ ★

jeon jeongguk

↳ to own a hybrid (m) | @closetedkpopfan ♜ ★

↳ bedroom kitten (m) | @cherrynochu ♛

↳ kalopsia (m) | @erosjeon ♜

↳ felicity (m) | @nochugguk ♜

↳ safety | @guksthighs ♛

↳ ruska | @saturnmyg ♛

↳ in bloom (m) | @tayegi ♛ ★

At Your Service

Pairing: BTS Yoongi/Suga (Doberman Pinshcer Hybrid) x Reader (human)

Genre: Fluff/ Slight Angst/ Smut/ Hybrid au/ Office worker (reader)/ Bodyguard au

Summary: Your Grandpa adopted him, ex-K-9 police dog hybrid, to kept the auto shop safe. He had to fulfill his viscous guard dog hybrid appeal, but he was putty in your hands. However, when an unexpected event happens you take ownership of Yoongi, your best friend…but when tensions build, will he want to stay with you?  

Words:10 K

Warnings: Death of character (family member), smut, knotting kink, oral (giving), switch/dom/sub, baby girl & baby boy, protection, cursing, and dirty talk. Rated 18+ (M)

A/N: Hi…I wanted to release this one shot as an intermediate while I’m working on other series. Thank you for being patient with me. This is supposed to be lighthearted~. Thank you for reading~ check out the other version to get a (slightly different perspective on this one shot!

Masterlist, Monsta X Shownu/Hyun-woo Version [Will be linked when issue is fixed, please access blog for mstlist]

The whine of drills and sparks singeing metal played in harmony with the sound of heavy rainfall. The toxic combination of gasoline, oil and fresh water bit at his sensitive nose. However, with the years spent in the auto shop the familiar smells have become comforting. He leaned against the steel service door frame, watching and guarding the entrance protecting the mechanics inside. The rain was thundering against the rooftop and metal awning shading the service doors. He closed his eyes, resting them just for a moment letting his six sense take over, as he was lulled by the cascading waterfall off the awning.

Wet footsteps sloshed against the asphalt, a new sound against the normal industrial noises. The shuffling of a paper bag accompanied the hurried steps. Inconspicuously, a floppy ear perked up towards the sound and when it got closer he pried open an eye. She was wrapped up tightly in a hoodie with her arms struggling over a large bag in her hands. She ran through the parking lot like she was running away from rolling lava. She broke thought he waterfall, her hoodie getting drenched, and pulled the hood of her hoodie back breathing a sigh of relief. He watched the pink and rosy burn on her cheeks and the tip of her nose. A smile radiated from her at him momentarily stopping Yoongi’s heart.

He closed his eye again, but a huff left you noticing his passive attitude. You pulled out a smaller bag out of the bigger paper bag you were carrying with a sly smile. You approached the grumpy, but docile pinscher. He seemed like a quite one with his stoic exterior, but he could yapp at times like a chihuahua. Yoongi put of this pretense of being an aggressor, a force to be reckoned with, but he melted like putty when it came to pets. He was all bark no bite…at least when it came to you.

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