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talk → myg (Ⅰ)

↳ pairing: yoongi/reader | smut ↳ au: phone sex operator!au, f2l ↳ warnings: sex work, fingering, dirty talk ↳ word count: 1.2k ⁙ summary:   Yoongi, your best friend, seems to have a very promising career in the phone sex industry. ⁛ A/N: this is a repost from my old blog so if you recognize it, that’s why! this does have a part 2!

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blowing dandelions → pjm

↳  pairing: jimin/reader | angst, fluff, smut ↳  au: e2l, childhood friends(?), light badboy!jimin ↳  warnings: blowjob, deepthroating/facefucking, pet names, praise kink, dirty talk, cunnilingus, multiple orgasms, light pain kink, mentions of death (no one major), mean!jimin, crying, fighting, light physical abuse(he like shakes u), jimin gets in a fight, tae tries to keep the peace ↳  word count: 7.8k ⁙  summary: as a child, you met park jimin. as an adult, the same jimin is much different. ⁛  A/N: it’s kind of long im sorry. also this is from a fic title game i played ages ago!

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Blackjack

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You / Jungkook

Rating: 18+

Warning: handcuffs, breath play, switch!Jungkook  

Word Count: 8,415

Summary: Bangtan is one of the most vicious mafias on the west coast. Only six members are known by name though, with a mysterious seventh member dubbed only as ‘the shadow.’ When you become indebted to the worst of the worst – how, exactly can you find a way out?

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Can I sleep in your Bed? {JK version}

➸ Jungkook x Reader

➸ fluff and Smut

➸ Word Count: 4k

➸ Warnings: sex, nothing too wild lol

➸ a/n: ahh yes our little Maknae lmao. Check my blog for the master list! — though if you’re just reading this — Jungkook’s is the only one I’ve written lol. The other members are coming soon :3

You rolled over yet again, body aching from your inability to find a comfortable position. Fatigue gripped at your frame, yet your mind was wide awake. This sucks. You hated restless nights, no one there to calm you down. No one to sing you a lullaby, or hold you and tell you it was alright. No comforting presence to tell you it was okay.

You rolled over to the opposite side of your bed, where your phone was plugged in and charging on your nightstand. Next to it was your alarm clock, the cursed thing blaring the time at you in neon red numbers- 1:20am - early for some, late for others, but an ungodly hour for you when you had class at 11am. If you weren’t careful you’d oversleep and miss another lecture. Or worse — you’d fall asleep during the lecture.

Go to bed y/n, just fuckin shut your eyes and it will happen. At least that’s what you told yourself two hours ago when you laid down. You felt hopeless, sleep was just never going to greet you, and you’d be forced to exhaustion and then probably pass out in the end. Hopefully. Okay so maybe you were being dramatic. I just want to sleep…

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talk → myg (ⅠⅠ)

↳ pairing: yoongi/reader ft. jimin | smut ↳ au: phone sex operator!au, f2l ↳ warnings: sex work, dirty talk, hand job, blowjob (deepthroating), cunnilingus, squirting, jimin listens in and gets off on it ↳ word count: 1.6k ⁙ summary: you walk in on yoongi on the phone with a customer ⁛ A/N: the long awaited part 2. lots of people have been asking me where this was since part 1 came out. i hope you enjoy it! there will be a part 3!

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Love is for the birds baby!

Summary: You refuse to believe in love. It’s a concept created by big corporations like hallmark to get sad saps like you to buy their shit. But it’s all fake. You’re convinced of that at least until a series of events with a certain tattoo artist who you loved to hate makes you question everything you’ve ever known.

Pairing: Tattoo artist!Yoongi x (fem) reader

Genre/Warnings: Romance, slow burn, fluff, comedy, smut warnings include: unsafe sex (always wear a condom), oral sex (male & fem receiving), multiple orgasms, spanking, light breath play, mentions of squirting. Non smut warnings for lots of cussing. Lots.

Word Count: 13.3K

A/N: A special shout out to @mzpandylu for inspiring me with such odd dialogue. Also challenge accepted, a quivering starfish is mentioned.

   Love is a completely abstract and intangible concept to you, at least romantic love is. There are many forms of love. Familial love is a concept you sort of understand, let’s just say that your home life wasn’t the greatest but you do at least understand the concept. Platonic love you completely understand. But romantic love? You very secretly yearn to understand it, desperately trying to figure out how the fuck some people get so lucky that the spark happens. You’ve dated, sure. But try as you might none of them have ever made your head spin or your heart sing. Lust you get. You’ve had plenty of flings and even some longer relationships, but love? Love is for the birds baby.

   You refuse, absolutely refuse, to admit that you have in any way shape or form an interest in this bizarre concept that is the investment and endeavor of romantic love. You’ve carefully hidden away all of your fanfics and all of your shojo mangas and all of the things that others would say is honestly completely normal to keep questions at bay. You know that your friends are interested in love, and unlike you they have no shame in admitting it. They talk about it all the time. They fall in ‘love’ with each man they date. But you’re convinced that’s not love. It’s something more than like, sure you’ll give them that but you’re sure that it’ll all end eventually. Love isn’t sustainable because it’s all a lie. Maybe you’re too romantic at being romantic, perhaps you’ve just been suckered into all these stories into believing that a whirlwind romance is possible until one day the crushing realization that it wasn’t possible occurred. That the sparks of electricity and burning hot embers of passion aren’t sustainable and aren’t indicative of love.

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