A Lullaby On Canvas | Ksj [m]

a lullaby on canvas | ksj [m]

✧ pairing; seokjin x reader ✧ genre; neighbour au, siren au, artist au, fluff, smut ✧ words; 15k ✧ rating; m ✧ warnings; explicit sexual content; oral (receiving), fingering, multiple orgasms, orgasm denial/control, light choking, unprotected sex, creampie, marking/hickeys, minor siphoning of energy, pet names, uh I feel like there’s more but I suppose I’ll remember later! ✧ notes; happy birthday seokjin!!! also behold, my emerging coughchokingcough kink that is probably spawning thanks to a certain SOMEONES *narrows eyes at half the crack chat*

Your neighbour, as far as you knew, was mute. You weren’t sure what exactly had happened, but you figured that perhaps it contributed to the stunning works he created with paints and clay. You were curious, and that curiosity led you to grow closer – but perhaps, in growing closer and getting to know him, you were getting a little in over your head.

posted; 04.12.2018

gif source: @sweaterpawsjimin (I’ll link to the excact post in a rb)

It was with a sigh that you allowed your head to fall back with a soft thump against the headrest, the hum of your car’s engine fading as it cooled and drew to a halt. Now that the air-conditioner was off, it was quickly beginning to grow stuffy inside the cabin, yet still you remained in place a moment longer. You’d just finished a particularly long day at work and needed a few moments to collect yourself before you emerged from this safe little haven to face the world once more.

You loved your job, you really did, but some days… some days it was particularly draining. Childcare in itself was an oft underpaid industry, especially considering the hard work and hours required, but when the children were having a bad day, it usually didn’t mean well for you as staff either. There were a few children that attended the centre where you worked, endearing triplets with chocolate hair and big green eyes from a lovely wolf couple, and most of the time they spent the day attached to you by the hip. Today, however, the pups had arrived in a mood, and had retained it throughout the whole day—and when you were dealing with toddlers, that usually spelt trouble, and a lot of tears and tantrums. So after such a day, you were understandably exhausted, and had only managed to make it through your shift thanks to the promise of last night’s leftovers waiting for you in the fridge.

Chicken noodle soup, with rich flavouring and hearty chunks of meat… god, your mouth was watering just thinking about it.

Letting out another huff, you grasped your bag and eased open the car door; you didn’t bother attempting to hide the groan that escaped you since the basement floor of your apartment building was practically empty anyway. Even so, you weren’t a fan of the way the sound echoed.

You managed to take a few steps before the loud THUD of a car door shutting broke through the air, bouncing heavily off the concrete walls, and making you jump about five feet in the air from fright as it alerted you that you weren’t the only person down there like you thought. You were too startled to swear, whipping around with wide eyes only to falter and flush slightly as you caught sight of the basement’s only other current resident.

Kim Seokjin, the man who occupied the apartment right next to yours, was standing by the boot of his sleek black car in all his glory, perhaps a dozen or so bags settled at his feet. You caught the huff as it left his mouth, watching as he bent and began gathering bags in each hand. His dusty rose locks were tousled, similar to how you imagined they would be after a trip to the beach ruffled by the breeze, and his smooth, honeyed skin contrasted nicely with the thin, white material of his shirt as it stretched over his broad shoulders and back. A flush of heat washed over you as it usually did whenever you came within close proximity of him, knees wobbling slightly. You cursed this schoolgirl reaction as always, but couldn’t help it—not when he always looked so good and had such an air about him that drew you in so completely.

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“Life is pure adventure, and the sooner we realize that, the quicker we will be able to treat life as art.”

— Maya Angelou

ribbons | pjm & jjk

⟶ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:〝 your boyfriend, jimin, arranges the best birthday present you could have ever asked for 〞established relationship au. pwp au.

❥ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: jimin x reader x jungkook

❥ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: fluff ⋆ smut

❥ 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 11k

⟶ 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: threesome, exhibitionism, voyeurism, public fingering, jungkook eating pussy like a champ in the back of a car, light bondage, dirty talk, dom! Jungkook, dom! Jimin, sub! Reader, use of sex toys, wax play, orgasm control, jimin being a freaky little voyeur, male masturbation, orgasm denial, pussy eating, squirting, cum eating, reader being punished with a hard spanking from the muscle bun, reader with a pain kink, praise, penetrative sex, handjob, creampie, breeding kink, impregnation kink, sloppy seconds, cum play, overstimulation, forced orgasm, soft jikook aftercare

➵ 𝑎/𝑛: those warnings,,,, 𝘺𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴,,, but anyway i’m still on writing hiatus until may 22nd cause of exams BUT!!!! it was my best friend and president of jikook nation @devotedpark‘s birthday yesterday (may the 4th be with u bitch) and so i wrote this for her as a birthday present! happy birthday bitch, i love u

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Dusk slowly approached as you wandered through the streets of soul, your heels clicking against the concrete of the pavement. The sky was tinged a beautiful dusky pink, blending in with a darker purple as the sun slowly set behind Seoul’s skyline. The spring air was slightly crisp, the surface of your skin prickling with goosebumps and you pulled your coat closer to your body. You were currently on your way towards Ossu Seiromushi, Seokjin’s newly opened restaurant. You had no idea what had been planned for you today; all you knew was that your amazingly thoughtful boyfriend, Park Jimin, had delivered a gorgeous bouquet of dark velvet red and pale champagne roses to your house today along with a note that said to ‘dress nice’ and meet him at Seokjin’s restaurant at precisely eight o’clock.

You had no idea why he’d said precisely eight o’clock. You see, after four and a half years, you knew your boyfriend and you knew him very well. Well enough to know, he’d be at least ten minutes late. And you weren’t wrong, it was currently five minutes to eight and he had just texted you to let you know he’d been delayed by fifteen minutes. And that was the exact reason you were currently wandering through the streets of Seoul, walking at your own pace. You were currently by the outskirts of Seokchon lake, strolling under a grove of cherry blossom trees, showers of blush pink petals scattering in the wind every time the trees rustled.

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guys, do you think jimin knows? cr. jung-koook

MINE FOR TODAY — KSJ (M.)

synopsis. as part of a special valentines day sale, you make a bid in hopes to get a special discounted date with one of the dreamy bachelors of club ardor. you decide to choose The Romantic. 

pairing. seokjin/reader genre. angst, fluff, smut au. fake dating!au, date-for-hire!au wordcount. 6,171 contents. sad!seokjin, lonely!seokjin, light pining, teasing, protected sex, breast play, fingering, size kink (?), scratching, overstimulation, doggy style, pet names, light aftercare note. seokjins was by far the hardest to write. i have such a difficult time writing him ): i apologize, i did my best for him!

— club ardor masterlist.

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“I am going to marry somebody that makes me feel like a poem.”

— Lee Smith