Chapters: 1/1Fandom: | Bangtan Boys | BTSRating: ExplicitWarnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive WarningsRelationships:

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Park Jimin (BTS)/Reader Characters: Park Jimin (BTS), Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Smut, Face-Sitting, Anal Play, Lingerie, Teasing, Orgasm Denial, BASICALLY ALL THESE TAGS AR FOR JIMIN NOTHING HAPPENS TO THE READER!!!!!!!, Alternate Universe, Chubby jimin Summary:

It’s costly fun of course, but don’t all the best entertainments come with a high price?

you are me, i am you

pairing: jihope  genre: smut, fluff, wedding au, rated e  warnings: explicit sexual content, blow jobs, anal sex, crying  words: 1470 

summary: Married is what they are.

⇢ day seven of jihope week 2017

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cathybrid!jiminie drabble

There is no milk in the fridge. The fridge is empty, if you ignore the couple of plastic bags filled with questionable leftovers.

There is no light on his face. He looks gloomy, his eyes, hidden behind tight slits, are staring down. As you walk passed him, sort of waltzing around him to catch a glimpse of his reddish muzzle, you can guess that his hidden eyes are ready to cry.

There is no milk in the backup cupboard. Not even a lonely milk brick covered in dust, surviving behind the half dozen pasta boxes your boyfriend thought himself smart to buy since it was under an unmissable deal. Far from being an expert in grocery shopping, or cooking, the concept of checking the expiration date was too foreign and well, only once facing your disappointed, flaring-nostrils, expression, he understood that he had messed up.

You bite your lip hard, almost draining blood.

« I’ll go grab you some milk, baby. It’s fine. »

You don’t really mean that. You wish you did but it is 1 am, most of the stores are closed and the idea of wandering in the dark streets just to fetch some milk in a creepy 24/7 convenience store is just not setting well in the pit of your stomach. Jimin knows it too. A little sound, something like a whimper, falls from his pout, comes at your heart and squeezes it painfully.

You sink in the couch, checking on him sheepishly from the corner of your eye.

« I’m sorry, Minnie. » Now a definite whine. « Should I check if Seokjin has some? » You’re visibly wincing at the idea, tone low and words slowed down by the lack of determination. Jimin is quick to react though. Head flying up so fast, probably should have given him whiplash, he observes you with big shiny eyes trimmed with a thin line of pink. The tip of his nose is pink too. As always, when he gets upset and frustrated, his emotions do not allow him to do anything but wear them right on the edge. You should nag him about this. He likes acting like a spoiled kitten too often, and yes, his reactions are just too extreme at times. But here he stands, the long white moustaches enclosing the tip of his nose, are flickering in excitement. He smiles, that cute grin when the edge of his front tooth bite gently his plushy bottom lip, and the light is back on his face. It illuminates him so brightly, the rich duvet recovering his cheeks is shinning with its usual mesmerizing golden glow. Damn, he is pretty. How could you refuse this big cat anything? « Seriously, he is going to hate me even more for bothering him at this time. Can’t you wait until the morning? » You ask, but frankly, it’s simply for good measures. The way your fingers are smoothing his sensitive ears is a big teller. He purrs lovingly, he knows he’s won you over, as per usual.

« I’ll be good to you! » He throws, once you’re in the corridor, too far to answer back. Whatever comfort it is to you, considering the manner he treats you already on the daily. Very little comfort you decide as your fist rise up to knock on your neighbour’s door. When Jin opens the door, eyes closed by puffiness, hair hella dishevelled, rage fuming from every pore of his being, you force the magical image of Jimin, with his cute moustaches adorned with sweet milk pearls, smiling and purring, to annihilate the present scary picture. It is worth it.

breakfast in bed | jjk (m)

☆ summary ;  morning sex with jungkook

⇾ genre ; fluff, humor, smut, established relationship, slice of life

⇾ word count ; 2k

⇾ warnings ; pwp, morning sex, mentions of jk using the toilet, unprotected sex, cute vanilla missionary sex 

⇾ a/n ; if u got a  heart boner from reading this lmk 

“Really, Jeongguk?”

“Sorry babe, duty calls.”

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such melancholy eyes, such shimmering tears • pjm (m)

title: “such melancholy eyes, such shimmering tears”

pairing: park jimin x reader

genre: angst (in the beginning), smut, fluff, rated m, hybrid au

word count: 2,135

warning(s): a n g s t but not too much just the right amount, hybrid! jimin, unprotected sex (stay safe, kids) oof here we go: pwsp, sub!jimin, dom!reader, cum eating, overstimulation, handjobs, blowjobs, virgin!jimin, p sure y/n lowkey has a virgin kink, dirty talk, hybrid heat sex, praise kink, uhhhh i think that’s all?

summary: it’s destiny when you find that abandoned calico hybrid in an alleyway after your boyfriend cheats on you.

excerpt: “‘You look beautiful when you cry…but I’d rather you not…’”

a/n: happy very very very early birthday @jiminatrix ily soulmate. i was planning on doing something until the 26th but i got impatient and so here it is! hope you enjoy it bby!!! (This is unedited I’m sorry)

Broken, helpless, worthless. These were words that precisely described your current situation. You felt like a shattered glass, once full of delicious nectar, now splattered on the floor, yearning for someone, something to help you put yourself together. You didn’t know what to do, how to react because you had never had something like this happen before. Worthless and pathetic, you yelled at yourself painfully in your head, each time, each self deprecating slur you threw your way, you sobbed in your hands but no tears slipped out. You fought back with everything you had, telling those thoughts that it wasn’t your fault your boyfriend had cheated on you because you couldn’t help him feel like a man. It wasn’t your fault he called you useless…or was it?

Hurt and betrayed, you walked with no definite destination, just a tired, unmotivated mindset and a desire to runaway from the world. From your boyfriend—ex boyfriend, from reality, and from your own head.

You were usually more confident in yourself, never needing to hide from your own words, you knew your worth; gold. But, now…you weren’t so sure. Were you always wrong about yourself?

Abruptly, you felt your foot get caught in a crack in the floor and you tripped, skidding across the rough and wet (because of the rain going on) side walk, the skin of your palms ripping as blood seeped out‍. That was the last straw; you felt like you cried gallons as you stared at your hands in dispair. You had pulled yourself into a sitting position in an alleyway at that time, letting your head fall back against the broken concrete and you couldn’t help but feel everything was against you.

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Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin Characters: Jeon Jungkook, Park Jimin (BTS) Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Rough Sex, Established Relationship, Top Jeon Jungkook, Bottom Park Jimin (BTS), Spanking Summary:

As the evening wears on, Jimin is starting to wonder if Jungkook has forgotten what he all but promised with his end-of-concert boldness. He is very quickly proven wrong.