Ive Been Waiting For This To Come Out! Its Really Good And I Loved The Sub/dom Relationships That Jimin

i’ve been waiting for this to come out! it’s really good and i loved the sub/dom relationships that jimin and y/n have!🖤🖤🖤

while you’re at it (m) || pjm

pairing; poolboy!jimin x noona!reader.

genre; smut, fluff, tiny angst.

summary; After finalizing your divorce papers, there was still one thing that had to be taken care of. That stupid swimming pool. Over there course of a few days, you ended up harboring feelings for one of your pool boys. Will things go as planned? Or will everything be flushed down the drain? 

warnings; brief mentions of divorce, infidelity and toxic relationship, sub!jimin, dom!reader, barely there bondage, exhibitionism, female masturbation, voyeurism, oral sex (both receiving), body worship, tit fucking, noona kink, praise kink(its jimin ofc), mild degradation, impreg kink, its basically jimin being a whiny soft baby for noona, unprotected sex, multiple orgasm, creampies, cum eating

word count;  11K+ (this was supposed to be around 7-8K only, iduno what happened really)

a/n; ahhhhhh! three minutes late but who careeees. im done, i want to sleep. the smut feels so rushed butill fix it… eventually… lmao, unedited as hell, dont mind the errors… will fix someday.  bye

@m0chilattae @ruinedbyjin <33 

。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°。°  

Breaking away and cutting ties from your previous and definitely toxic marriage was the best decision you’ve made bar none. You could no longer stomach the abuse that your now ex-husband had put you through. It was a complete and utter living hell being bound to a man who wasn’t who you initially thought he was. Having him crossed out of your life (legally, too) made it a million times easier. It has been exactly seven weeks since you chucked out all of his belongings through the front door. No regrets. And you still didn’t want to take notice of the huge elephant in the room — or in the backyard per se. There it sat in the middle of the unkempt grassy area surrounded by leaves and trash, in all of its filthy, disgusting, bacteria and algae infested glory. Your dreaded swimming pool.

Keep reading

I’m sorry that this isn’t exactly what you asked for anon. It’s just an unedited little short thing I wrote for this, but I still hope you still enjoy it.

My love

Yandere!Jimin x reader

Warnings: yandere, stalking, masturbation(m and f) slight horror

Words: 2k

———

Keep reading

Caught

Pairing: Reader x Spider Hybrid!Jimin

Genre: PWP

Rating: NC17

Summary: With a new neighbor moving in next door, you were excited for all the possibilities that it might bring. But when you don’t see him in the weeks following him moving in, you decide to be a good neighbor and check in on him, only to fall into his trap. 

Warnings: Strip tease, suspension, fingering(f), spanking, unprotected sex (wrap it up), breeding kink if you squint, sensory deprivation. 

Word Count: 3,800

Notes: I’M SORRY. I’m blaming @loveejoon​ for supporting this. 

When you saw the sold sign being slapped across your neighbors for sale sign you couldn’t help but be excited about the prospects of a new neighbor. One, you wouldn’t be the newest addition to the neighborhood and thus always referred to as ‘the new kid’ anymore. Second, you couldn’t help but hope for an attractive, single neighbor that you could have a steamy romance with. Hell, you’d be down for being a third or fourth in a relationship if they were into that. So when you saw the moving vans start to pull up, you were excited.

The movers showed up first, well ahead of any signs of who may have bought the house. You were lounging on the outdoor ottoman on your porch, indulging in your guilty pleasure breakfast of peaches and cottage cheese. A car pulled up and you almost chocked in excitement, suddenly glad that you decided to do some light makeup and get dressed so early when you’d heard the vans. You counted the seconds it took for the driver’s door to open. No one appeared to me sitting in any other seat of the silver sedan.

Keep reading

;mastur-bait (m.)

pairing: jungkook x reader (f) ft. taehyung

genre: smut, fluff, humour, pwp, dom!jungkook, voyeurism in its ultimate form

warnings: bad boy!jk- oh how do I put this he’s a tattooed punk? who’s a dom? next, explicit language, dirty talk, masturbation, rough sex, unprotected sex, creampie, exhibitionism, voyeurism, cum play, cum eating, oral- male receiving, pussy slapping, ass play, spanking, daddy kink, filthy stuff sis

a/n; this strongly portrays voyeurism. jk and the reader are far from shy, displaying their bodies without the worry of others taking notice. for real, jk like comes all over the window and shit. this is a fair warning; don’t read if you’re not into that.

word count: 11.2k

synopsis; you drunkenly touch yourself in front of your neighbour, hoping he’ll take notice. you can’t help but do a double take when he actually does.

Keep reading

Love Lies

Next [Serendipity Masterlist] ♕ | Pairing(s)▸fem!reader x jeon jungkook ♕ | Genre(s)▸ romance | smut | fluff | smudge of angst ♕ | AU▸ college!au (kind of) ♕ | Words▸ 14.3K+ ♕ | Story Synopsis▸ Jungkook has more or less has been the person who brought you your food every time you ordered. Being a regular customer with the Grubbin’ app, whenever your name pops up he makes sure he’s the first to get it. What you don’t know is he’s been trying to work up the courage to ask you on a date. Will you accept? ♕ | Warning(s)▸sub!jungkook (if you squint hard enough), noona!reader, jungkook is so shy it’s adorable, cum play, cum eating, hair pulling, begging, noona!kink, blowjob, handjob, riding jungkook like a bull, nipple play, protected sex– i think that’s it. 

Y/n L/n has ordered from Rice Bowl. Accept Delivery? 3mins ago.

Jungkook fumbles with his phone, nearly dropping it when he hurries to accept your delivery. It’s another chance to see you. He shouldn’t be this happy to see a customer but you’re more than a customer to him. Maybe this could be his chance.

“What’s wrong?” Irene questions. Her eyebrows furrow as her face scrunches in pure confusion. Why was he in such a hurry to leave? “What’s go—“

“I have to go!”

“But we just got here.” She sits back in her seat, setting her pencil down on the table next to her books. “I still need your help!”

“You don’t. I’m not the only one who’s good at Chemistry here.” Jungkook rolls his eyes. He only agreed to this because he needed to study too. He’ll take the hit for missing a tutor session, he really doesn’t care.

He moves away from the table, almost knocking his chair back as he scrambles to gather his things. If he’s being honest, he’s glad he can finally leave. They’ve been at the library for a little over 30 minutes. He much rather be anywhere else but here. 

“You can ask for another tutor.”

“I specifically asked for you!” She blurts our but covers her mouth as she stands. Her eyes pleading with him to stay. He could care less.

“Irene… You don’t need my help.”

He can hear the click of her tongue, annoyance settling in. By the time she says something else, he’s practically done packing his belongings as he grabs his phone and the book he couldn’t fit in his bag.

Keep reading

Nerves (m)

In a lab experiment gone horribly wrong, your nervous system is merged with Kim Taehyung’s… 

Scientist!Taehyung AU 

Warning: smut and ridiculous, fake science crack 

Word Count: 12,419

It’s been a long week.

You’ve been clocking out twelve-hour workdays at lab for all five days. So being able to finally lie down on the couch with a glass of wine is heaven. Your back aches from slumping over your computer day in and day out, and your eyes are bloodshot with strain from staring at the lines of code. It feels so good to just curl up under a plush quilt with your heavy head cushioned by multiple shams that you find your eyes sliding shut within minutes.

You haven’t been able to sleep much this past week either, so stressed by the recent disaster at lab that your panicked thoughts keep you up all night. Feeling relaxed enough to fall asleep is an accomplishment in of itself, so you don’t try to fight the lull of unconsciousness one bit. Sleep is washing over your mind, pleasantly buzzing in your skull, when suddenly—

Bam!

Crippling pain hits you like a shot to the side. “Ow!” You cry out, violently ripped from your precious sleep as you double over, both hands pressed tightly to your stomach.

There is no one in your studio apartment with you. You are completely and utterly alone. Yet the feeling of a hard shoulder ramming into your middle is unmistakable.

“Kim. Taehyung.” You hiss under your breath. Then you’re diving for your phone to angrily punch in the number you’ve dialed way too many fucking times this week.

Keep reading