Bubbles & Cuddles

Bubbles & Cuddles

Description: You show Jungkook how much you love him

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 923

Genre/Warnings: established relationship, fluff, soft soft fluffy fluff, nudity, like one cuss word.

a/n: This is the softest thing I’ve ever written I literally teared up while I was writing this because it made me feel so fucking lonely lmao # single # foreveralone. Anyway, enjoy! This is unedited like always bc I’m a slut.

Jungkook was a passionate lover and just like with everything he does, he puts his entire heart and soul into your relationship but even then, he’s bound to have his off days. Today was one of those days, your boyfriend had come home from his part time job in a horrible mood citing one particularly shitty costumer who screamed at him over a simple mix-up of his order. Waiting tables was already grueling work, especially at the busy upscale steak house Jungkook worked at, but to have a customer scream at him in front of the other guests and staff? The poor boy was almost in tears when he stumbled into your waiting arms, and that’s when you decided that today you would wait on the lovely boy hand and foot.

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ivory paws | min yoongi (m)

pairing: Yoongi x Reader, mentions of Reader x Jooheon genre/warnings: shifter!yoongi, fluff, angst, smut words: 8.8k summary: Winter time brings Christmas, and the snow outside brought you a stray cat. But your little companion is far more unique than meets the eye, and in a time of need, he becomes the biggest surprise and best holiday gift of them all.

Doing your best to dodge the icy patches along the pathway, you continue your medium-fast pace towards your apartment building, squinting up at the sky and wrinkling your nose as little raindrops mixed with soft snow flakes scatter around you and hit your face.

The grocery bags in your hands are quickly turning heavy and the plastic is just beginning to bite into your skin when you finally reach the entryway, narrowly avoiding the puddles littering the steps as you tip toe up to the gate. The rain has made the handle slippery and you’re forced to carefully lay your bags on the ground in order to use both hands to pull at the grates, forcing them to the side as they squeak and groan in protest from the cold.

Buzzing yourself in, you shiver as a wash of warmth pushes through the doors, the cold at your back making you even more eager to get inside as you bent down to scoop your bags from the floor.

And it’s just as you’ve gotten your grip firmly enough through the loops and started your aching-back ascension that you finally notice the little bundle of wet black fur huddled just outside the railing of the entryway, balancing carefully on the concrete ledge above the garden to the side of the stairs. You take a moment to recognize what the small huddled figure could be and you quickly grow worried when you realize it’s a black cat, small and seemingly homeless out in the snow that’s soon to turn into a blizzard.

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Tape III: Starlight Tryst [M] | 2/2

➛pairing: namjoon x reader x yoongi ; hoseok x reader ➛genre: superpower!au, superhero!au, supervillain!au, smut ➛words: 12.3k+ ➛rating: nsfw ➛warnings: explicit sexual content; mutual masturbation, fingering, blowjobs, slight exhibitionist themes, dirty talk, fingering, anal, double penetration, a couple of spanks, clothed sex, threesome ➛notes: for my beloved @gimmesumsuga as the second part of her very belated birthday gift!!! I’m sorry it took so long and I hope you like it !!!

You attended the gala, anticipating a boring night, only to find out that it would prove to be much more interesting than you thought. After a night of living out recent fantasies, you never expected it to end the way it did. You should have known better than fall into such a false sense of security.

↼posted; 02.07.2018

↼masterlist || tape i • tape ii • tape iii - ½ • 2/2

In the days that followed your little tryst on the top floor of the Starlight City Superhero League building, you would describe yourself as… sore. Very sore. You had no idea how JK had lived this long or how they still managed to fight and bicker when Jin gave such good—… anyway. You were sore, physically, yes, but you were also thriving. You always seemed to live out your best days when your libido had been taken care of—maybe it was a psychological thing, because your needs were being met. Either way, you were sore but had enough energy that it didn’t bother you all that much when you jumped around on patrol.

Which, incidentally, was where you found yourself now. It had been two days since you’d met with Jin and JK, and you were enjoying a final evening of freedom before the Annual Superhero Alliance Gala the next day. You were kind of looking forward to it, but the gala had historically proven to be really dry and boring, especially in recent years, which was why BB and Gyeom tended to act out so much. But now they couldn’t even do that, or RM was going to cuff them to a pole, and not in a kinky way. You wanted to have fun, but you understood why he did that; it wouldn’t just be superheros from your region at the gala, but from every region, and some of them tended to be a lot snootier than one might think for a ragtag bunch of superheroes. You were pretty sure it had to do with the fact that the cities they were assigned tended to be more posh and high-end, so they too adopted a fitting holier-than-thou attitude. Your blood began to boil slightly as you remembered that a certain dumb superhero was going to be there tomorrow. You’d managed to hold yourself back last year, for RM’s sake if nothing else, but this year you weren’t going to be in such a forgiving mood— if she wanted to talk smack again this year, then she was going to get hit, simple as that. You didn’t make the rules.

The city was quiet tonight, something you’d be suspicious about if Tempest wasn’t still absent and the other two villains hadn’t quietened down since your little rendezvous. As it happens, Tempest was still gone, and the other two had decided to cool their activities a little, and you were enjoying the peace and quiet. Well, had been enjoying it. As it usually did whenever your thoughts turned to Tempest lately, your mood soured slightly. That fucker still hadn’t contacted you. A part of you was genuinely worried, and the other part… felt slighted. You really didn’t like that he had you feeling this way, annoyed because he hadn’t texted you. You shouldn’t have cared! But for whatever reason, you did, and the distinct lack of contact had you pissed. You ignored the real reason you knew you were mad about, and decided to blame it on the fact that he’d more or less promised he would and then hadn’t. Right, you felt a little less pathetic if you pretended you were mad because he’d gone back on his word.

You kicked a can that someone had left discarded in the gutter, watching it tumble across the pavement desolately before you felt guilty and ran to pick it up, tossing it into the nearest bin. You were on the outskirts of the city, and as one would expect there was a fair bit more litter. You didn’t want to think of what it would look like for a superhero to be walking around picking up litter at around 9 o’clock at night on the outskirts of town, but you couldn’t help it. Skewed as it may be in some ways, your moral compass was still very much working. If you saw rubbish, you were painfully inclined to pick it up. You wished your moral compass could be so straightforward all the time, especially regarding villains. If you saw a villain, were you painfully inclined to arrest them? Historically, apparently not.

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Workaholic | (m)

Genre: Smut, pwp. fluff if you squint.

Pairing: Yoongi x reader

Warnings: language. foreplay, descriptions of unprotected sex, dirty talk, object insertion, cum eating, creampie.

Words: 10k

Summary: Yoongi needs to relax and Hoseok has many tricks up his sleeve to make him. None of them Yoongi thought included hiring a hooker to pay him a visit one stormy night. 

You were only trying to escape a crazed man chasing you down on a stormy night. Never was your intention to end up in an attractive man’s house. Definitely not one who thought you were a hooker. 

a/n: i read a little novella like this a while ago but it was about vampires. I cannot remember the name but here is my twist on it kwhduebgjswbvhw. enjoy. Plz validate me with comments thank u. 

(he’s adorable omg)

“You really need to take a break Yoongi,”

“I’m fine,” he may be able to fool himself in to thinking he’s fine just because there isn’t any immediate struggle, his mental state was far from it. Still, didn’t stop Hoseok from barging in his office like he owned it – he only owned part of it – and demanding that Yoongi take a rest.

“no you’re not. You’re so damn bitchy all the time. Take a damn break. This isn’t a case of working hard to make it somewhere in life. You own the fucking company.”

“I’m a Partner. Not the actual owner.” Hoseok is waving his dismissal as he crosses his ankles on Yoongi’s desk.

“Same shit. You’ll be the sole partner in a few more years if you keep going at this speed. It’ll be MinKim Inc than just Kim.”

That was the goal, yes. Currently, Kim Seokjin, Yoongi’s close friend, was the heir to the corporation.

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Triplicity (M)

=> Yoonseok x Reader Poly!AU

Summary: Distance is a cruel thing, and when you find yourself going astray, they are there to help remind you of just where exactly you belong.

Warnings: Explicit smut. Includes M/M smut as well. Slight angst. D/s themes.

Words: 11,191

a/n: 11k of smut. This is a new low.

“Well, what do we have here?”

Voice thick with irritation, spitefulness leaking from plush lips that supported the thin cigarette hung loosely from his teeth, a threatening gaze sized you up and left you feeling defenseless and weak under the scrutiny of coffee eyes, depths uncertain and unknown.

You weren’t exactly sure how you managed to find yourself in this predicament, hands held at the small of your back, wrists overlapping each other as a much stronger hold pinned you in place. You could feel the drumming of Hoseok’s heartbeat against your shoulder, grip tightening around your skin as you poorly attempted to gain back any control you once had, which hadn’t been very much to begin with.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

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I am STARVING for Tae and reader with an impreg kink! Please?! 😩

time to give taetae some love,,,

“you’re so cute, baby. i hope our babies turn out just like you.”

“ah, you’d be such an amazing mommy.”

“imagine how many kids we’d have when we get married someday.”

“you’d look so pretty pregnant.”

god, how those comments seemed to always fly right over your innocent head. you never gave them a deeper thought. they always filled your heart with warmth and your tummy with butterflies at the fact that taehyung dreamt of having kids with you.

boy, were you wrong.

—

“fuck—ngh fuck baby,,i’m—taehyung!”

eating you out like a starved man, your fiancé groans into your pussy as he delves in deeper between your legs. legs strewn over his shoulders, struggling not to squeeze around his head, feet curling against the bare skin of his back. your back arches when he slurps obscenely at your wetness, taking your engorged clit into his mouth and sucking forcefully.

he makes you cum twice on his tongue and fingers, bringing you to blinding release until you’re tearing up and weakly pushing his face away. mouth and chin glistening with your cum and essence, he clambers on top of you and takes your mouth in a desperate kiss, his tongue practically fucking your own mouth, sloppily kissing your breath away.

his cock is hard and heavy against you and he’s rutting his hips down against yours, panting into your mouth and he reaches down to line himself up—

“wait, baby,” you pull away with a gasp, eyes fluttering slightly when he rubs the head against your clit. “we have to use a condom, remember. i’m off the pill.”

“baby,” he groans, continuing to grind against you and you’re whimpering at the small tingles beginning to overtake your body once again. “let me fuck you raw.”

you gasp at the crude words, though he’s said much cruder before, but the idea of doing it like this was a bit of a surprise to you. it’s always been either a condom or the pill. taehyung wasn’t one to pull out on time and you never took any chances.

“tae—we can’t,” the last word is a whimper because he’s practically fucking you without actually having his cock inside with the way he’s moving his hips now.

“please please please—“ he’s starting to sound desperate now, pulling away from your neck to stare down at you with crazed eyes. “i need to feel your cunt. wanna cum inside you. wanna—“ he pauses, eyes fluttering shut for his next words as he grinds the head of his cock right against your clit. “god i wanna fucking knock you up, baby.”

“taehyung.” your voice is whinier than usual and you feel a trickle of your slick seeping down to your ass. fuck, where the fuck was this coming from?

“think about it, baby. pumping you full of my cum, giving you my baby. you’d look so good, so gorgeous. please let me. say yes, please—“

you can’t even formulate words at this point and suffice by lifting your hips up and guiding his head into you, and he sinks in with the loudest, longest moan you’ve ever heard from him. it’s like he couldn’t control himself anymore, not after you just gave him permission to do this.

he fucks into you fiercely, with so much desperation and hot, fiery need — a need to fuck a baby into you. his baby.

“fuck. fuckfuckfuck. i can’t believe—“he gasps, his words are choked up with his moans and groans. he’s panting so hard. looking like absolute sin above you, drenched in sweat and hair matted to his skin, looking so fucked out. “can’t believe you’re letting me do this. fuck i love you so much—“

“angh—fuck! hngh,,t-taehyung!” you squeak out when he starts plowing into you, animalistic growls leaving his mouth as he batters your pussy, abusing your insides with his cock.

“take my fat cock. god’m gonna give you a big load of cum. i’ll stuff you so full of it—hngh and you’re gonna keep it—“he grunts, looks down at his creamy cock drilling into you. “keep it in that pretty cunt so you’ll have my baby.”

“i want your baby. taehyung please! fuck please, give it to me.”

“oh fuck,,” he groans. the wet sounds your bodies are making are so loud. the bed knocking into the wall is loud. taehyung growling and grunting like a man in heat is loud. it all builds up to a harmonious crescendo, your moans turning into desperate cries and taehyung pounds you into oblivion, gripping your shaking body to his as you coat his cock with your cum and weep into his sweaty shoulder.

all the while he fucks his fat cock into your abused cunt, praising you with soothing words and encouraging you to take it. to wait just a little more for his cum.

“oh fuck. fuck. fuck i love you so much, baby. god fucking take my cum—ngh, just like that. fuck you’re so full of it. gonna knock you up. give you my baby—“ he moans and moans over and over again, snapping hips harshly a couple more times as you hiccup a few more hoarse moans, laying limp beneath him as he pushes in as deep as he can get. he’s balls deep inside you, and you can feel him twitching as he spurts what feels like endless ropes of cum into your pussy, pressing wet kisses all over your face as he whispers to you how good you were for him.

thirst night✨