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Exposed Fixation | JJK x PJM

Pairing: Jungkook x Jimin

Genre: +18, smut, PW(ith some)P

Wordcount: 15.4k

Tags: Jungkook POV, dom!Jimin, sub!Jungkook, exhibitionism, masturbating, degradation, bathroom shenanigans (again? Why is Jimin always in the bathroom?), swearing, name-calling, kitchen sex, blowjobs, deep-throating, dick slapping, nipple clamps, sex in public, thigh fucking, masochism, cum kink, wall sex, unprotected sex, overstimulation, nipple play, brief-hinted-at-taejoon-if-you-squint

Summary: Jungkook gets caught masturbating in a public bathroom by the cafe owner, Jimin.

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—Tiger Flower

not many people knew the shy guy who used to do everything alone in high school was the one to secretly leave flowers in your seat every week. you most certainly didn’t know the introvert guy you were just befriending in third year of college was the reason flowers meant so much to you now. and jeongguk? he most definitely didn’t know he would once again be silently aching for you to please love him.

pairing: jeon jeongguk x reader, kim taehyung x reader

genre: fluff, humor, drama, college!au, social media au, slow burn

status: completed

schedule: saturdays and wednesdays at 5-6pm est, ideally. i might post only one of those days sometimes or i might even post some other day (i’d let you guys know beforehand!). uni’s a roller coaster but i’ll try my best to stick to it~

keys:

🖋: drabble after the texts

a/n: yes the whole jeongguk x tiger flower really had an impact on me, don’t judge. also i didn’t know if i should put angst or drama on the genre but i think drama fits it better? idk don’t mind me, you’ll get it. i don’t really have much to say other than i hope you enjoy it 💕 i’ll post the introductions soon!

🌺 part one - introductions

🌺 part two - partnerless

🌺 part three - over her

🌺 part four - let’s be together

🌺 part five - don’t choke

🌺 part six - confused and shy

🌺 part seven 🖋 - denial

🌺 part eight - friends

🌺 part nine 🖋 - designated partner

🌺 part ten - do it for her

🌺 part eleven - coke to pepsi

🌺 part twelve - friendzoned

🌺 part thirteen - yoongied

🌺 part fourteen - cute

🌺 part fifteen - bodyguard

↳ bonus 🖋 - walking home

🌺 part sixteen - feelings

🌺 part seventeen - the whole circus

↳ bonus 🖋 - coffee shop

🌺 part eighteen - off the flowers list

🌺 part nineteen - bunny for a bunny

🌺 part twenty - b a l a n c e

🌺 part twenty one - how close?

↳ bonus 🖋 - comfort

↳ bonus - got it hard

🌺 part twenty two - her beaver

🌺 part twenty three - not yours

↳ bonus - last cupcake in the world

🌺 part twenty four - handsome mf

↳ bonus 🖋 - together

🌺 part twenty five - i’m baby

🌺 part twenty six - bit of a b*tch

↳ bonus 🖋 - stay the night

🌺 part twenty seven - repeat itself

🌺 part twenty eight - blocked

↳ bonus 🖋 - with you (m)

↳ bonus - the good succ

🌺 part twenty nine - no emojis

🌺 part thirty - flowers

🌺 part thirty one - protection squad

↳ bonus - three years

🌺 part thirty two - flower thief

🌺 part thirty three 🖋 - tiger lily (m)

🌺 part thirty four - call out

🌺 part thirty five - homewrecker

↳ bonus 🖋 - new camera

🌺 part thirty six - first date

🌺 part thirty seven - moral of the story

🌺 part thirty eight - taking the lead

🌺 part thirty nine - power move

🌺 epilogue - 2 years

more bonus parts bc yes:

🌺 bonus one 🖋 - bun in a bun

🌺 bonus two - q&a

🌺 bonus three 🖋 - new shampoo

🌺 bonus four - v card loss

🌺 bonus five 🖋 - jealousy

🌺 bonus six 🖋 - short hair

🌺 bonus seven 🖋 - good lovers

🌺 bonus eight 🖋 - video games

🌺 bonus nine 🖋 - boxing gloves

🌺 bonus ten - emergency room

🌺 bonus eleven 🖋 - post workout (m)

🌺 bonus twelve 🖋 - sex talk (m)

🌺 bonus thirteen 🖋 - jeongboobie

🌺 bonus fourteen 🖋 - breakdown

what are your favourite idol verse/idol au ffs?!

I am forever behind on reading! I also haven't read a ton of idol verse / idol au / musician fics (I read them more when I was first becoming ARMY and getting back into fanfics again), but here are a few that resonate with me here and on ao3:

Logical Thinking by Only_A_Fangirl (I meeeeeean, this one's pretty epic!)

One Wish by Lady_Taiyaki (incredible story)

The Temp and My Heart is an Ocean by Pandorable (i.e., @mochilatae / Roomie!)

And We're Live by @playmetheclassics (for a good ol' romp)

The Sunset Series by @ilikemesometaetaes (such a fun musician / idol AU!)

Plot Twist by @kimnjss (also epic)

Home for X'mas by @sahmfanficbts (ahh making me want to re-read it now!)

I would be remiss if I didn't also plug my own idol au fics, Countermelody, Idol Hands, and Bon Voyage, Noona!

If anyone has idol au fics to share, please add!!

what are your favourite idol verse/idol au ffs?!

I am forever behind on reading! I also haven't read a ton of idol verse / idol au / musician fics (I read them more when I was first becoming ARMY and getting back into fanfics again), but here are a few that resonate with me here and on ao3:

Logical Thinking by Only_A_Fangirl (I meeeeeean, this one's pretty epic!)

One Wish by Lady_Taiyaki (incredible story)

The Temp and My Heart is an Ocean by Pandorable (i.e., @mochilatae / Roomie!)

And We're Live by @playmetheclassics (for a good ol' romp)

The Sunset Series by @ilikemesometaetaes (such a fun musician / idol AU!)

Plot Twist by @kimnjss (also epic)

Home for X'mas by @sahmfanficbts (ahh making me want to re-read it now!)

I would be remiss if I didn't also plug my own idol au fics, Countermelody, Idol Hands, and Bon Voyage, Noona!

If anyone has idol au fics to share, please add!!

an overview of my sm au plan for the year .

three tangerines (m) | myg

title: three tangerines pairing: yoongi x reader rating/genre: m ; smut ; brother’s best friend au, implied age gap au summary: throughout high school, you sometimes caught glimpses of your brother’s older friends: some of them were sweet, some of them were smart. but the one closest to him? that guy was a total f*ckboy from day one. after a foray of horrid relationships spanning years - ending with one that broke up with you for an alarming reason - you needed advice on what the hell you were doing wrong… and this wasn’t a conversation for anyone sweet or smart. (loosely based off one part of “the window” by silvershine) warnings: pov switch (just one), age gap implied, cursing, dirty talk, choking, hair pulling, thigh riding, oral (m/f rec), sl*t/wh*re mentions, spanking, size kink, hand kink, pussy slapping, penetration, protected sex, rough sex, fingering, breast play, slight ass play, daechwita yoongi should be a warning in itself.. i think that’s it? he keeps the chains on so there’s that, too lmao note: this is a super late birthday present for the wonderful @sketchguk​ <3 ily, teresa and i hope you have fun with this one lololol. and thank you endlessly to @taesinferno​ @chateautae​ and @lavienjin for being angel betas! you all mean the world to me and you know i got you if you need anything in return. note 2: ALSO.. thank you all so much for the level of interest bc that taglist was popping. i did not expect that turnout (or to laugh so much at all of your answers and screams LOL) so you gave me incredible motivation to keep writing. i’m also trying something new which you will see if you get to the end. seriously, ty ty!  total word count: 12k drop date: november 16th, 2021, 7:17pm est 20/11/2021 update: also posted on ao3

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When Yoongi told you he would be there if you needed anything, this isn’t what he had in mind.

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HOT DILFS TAKE A COMPANY TRIP TO MALTA !

-> MASTERLIST

summary: seven of the highest executives at BigHit Industries take a company business trip. Who knows what they'll get up to, or who they'll meet there.

rate: 20+ audience

pairing: ot7 × reader

warnings: age gap (aged up bangtan), s2l, dom/sub dynamics, infidelity, pwp, explicit smut (different per chapter; warnings stated at the top of each)

status: completed

a/n: making this into a series bc i cant stop thinking abt them 😒 the hold they have on me is... sjsksl anyways lmk what you think! <3 + main m.list

[ Take the quiz to see which dilf you get here! ]

• INTRO

1 ↠ JIMIN

2 ↠ HOSEOK

3 ↠ NAMJOON

4 ↠ TAEHYUNG

• INTERLUDE

5 ↠ YOONGI

6 ↠ SEOKJIN

7 ↠ JUNGKOOK

• OUTRO

-> want more dilf content? click here!

Copyright © 2021, taesinferno | tumblr | no reposts, translations, copies, etc.

—suck it up! (m)

⟶ pairing: jeon jungkook x fem!reader

⟶ genre: vampire!jungkook / college au / friends-to-lovers + fluff / smut

⟶ words: 9,784

⟶ rating: 18+

⟶ summary: being jungkook’s best friend means you’re used to his strange and chaotic ways but lately he’s been acting a little too strange, like thinking he’s turned into a vampire kind of strange.

⟶ warnings: pretty much a crack fic!!!, dumbass new world vampire jungkook who is completely incompetent as a vampire, general dumbass-to-lovers shenanigans, twilight references, sweet love making, dry humping, jungkook comes in his pants, riding, marking, biting, a brief mention of blood (so blood play?), breast play, fondling, possession kink??, oral sex (f receiving), cum eating, clit play, fingering, missionary, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, creampie

⟶ note: happy halloween!!!👻 to celebrate, here is my fic for the nightmare on tumblr.com collab with the lovelies @underthejoon @bratkook @junghelioseok​ @hobidreams @kpopfanfictrash @suga-kookiemonster !!! pls keep an eye out for their fics when they drop bc it’s going to be fangtastic! this fic was inspired by an old tumblr post i’ve seen but i’ve since lost the link to it! also dedicating this fic to the loml @rockwithwoo​ !! <3

Jungkook’s been acting strange lately.

Then again, Jungkook’s always been strange ━ like the text-you-at-all-hours-of-the day strange, drop by your house unannounced when it’s two in the morning and he’s craving burgers from the diner down the street strange; or send you one of his many unsolicited memes (yes, like quoting dead Vines and dumb Tiktoks and forwarding you horrendous selfies you’ve sent him and snapshots he’s taken of you when you’re least expecting it) from his repertoire at any given moment strange (because he seems to have a meme for every occasion. No, seriously. Like, every occasion).

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Dawn

Jimin x Reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: unprotected sex, creampies, dirty talk, fluffy early morning sex

Author’s Note: So, a lot of my followers told me that they would love for me to create some NSFW imagines for each of the couples from the Toddler Series! After getting some ideas of what you guys wanted to see, I’ve written them! There will be one imagine for each couple and I’ll be posting one a day for the next week! I hope you guys enjoy it!

“Good morning Y/N-ah.”

“Mm, good morning Jimin-ssi,” you smiled, giggling softly as he leaned over and nuzzled his nose against your cheek. The two of you were still in bed, dawn barely having passed as the two of you cuddled together before the start of your day.

“You always look so pretty in the morning,” he mumbled as he turned onto his side, wrapping an arm around your waist as he pressed his chest to your back.

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hello yami!! could i get dumbification with jimin… or just mean jimin during sex in general idk (established relationship tho…) please 💜

It starts off simple. Mild. He’s testing the waters. Jimin’s two knuckles deep when he first says it, stutters on the delivery. “St- Stupid,” he mumbles, refusing to meet your gaze as he pretends to be overly fixated on the way your folds are just swallowing his fingers up. His cheeks are a lovely rosy shade, one you would normally attribute to the massive effort he puts into making you feel good during sex. But he hasn’t fucked you just yet, has really only just begun, so it can’t be that. The word sends a tingle down your spine, but you don’t comment on it any further.

He tries again a few days later, mouthing along your shoulder in the bathtub. His lips glide over your wet skin, suckling a mark just beneath your ear. You nearly slipped getting into the tub a few minutes ago, saved by Jimin’s hands against your waist. “Dumb baby,” he purrs, flicking at your nipple mindlessly. The very tips of his fingers are ghosting along your breasts, leaving goosebumps in their wake. “Can’t do anything without me.” You shiver, head rolling forward as Jimin continues to place kisses along your skin.

Finally, it accumulates in this:

The sound that escapes Jimin is a mixture between a growl and a laugh, deep and scratchy, reaching the very depths of your core as he continues to ram into you from behind. “Fuck,” he chokes out, hand wrapped around your throat, chest flush to your back. “You love being fucked stupid, don’t you, baby?”

You manage a nod, eyes blurry with unshed tears. He’s going so hard and so fast, your entire lower half is beginning to feel numb from the intensity. The head of his cock brushes against something soft and tender within you, makes you see stars when he touches it again and again and again. “Can’t even speak,” he huffs, placing a bruising mark against the side of your throat, fingers pressing into the skin to make it all the more painful. “So stupid on this cock, you can’t even think straight, can you?”

Your body jerks back and forth, moved by the strength of his thrusts into your velvety walls. Jimin is everywhere; in your pussy, in your heart, in your mind. Inescapable, shallow breaths mingling with yours as he continues to buck into you. Your walls stretch to accommodate him, hold him. “Jimin,” you pant, placing your hand over his, fingers filling the gaps between his against your throat. “Can you—“

“Shh,” he snaps, punctuating his statement with a brutal grind of his hips against you. Your eyes roll backwards, the words dying on your throat as Jimin fucks you slowly, tediously. “Dumb girls don’t get to make requests,” he grunts, “just take what they can get.”

Never mind the fact he’s doing the taking, taking everything he possibly can. You don’t bother pointing that out, too drunk on his cock to form coherent sentences anyway. Maybe you are a dumb girl, you think to yourself, dissolving into a string of mewls and whimpers as Jimin chases after his high, his climax. (You know he’s thinking of you, too, but you rarely get to see such a greedy side of him. You want to treasure as much of it as you can.)

With one hand, he shoves you pack down onto the mattress, holding you in place as he bucks into you. Messy and sloppy, nothing like the romantic Jimin who fucks you through the night. “Fuck, hold still,” he hisses, voice catching on a whine. It’s so hot, your walls flutter, pussy clenching around his cock. “Shit—“ he chokes, hips snapping forward, “you were made for this. Made for taking cock, baby. It’s all your good at.”

can you plsss do a namjoon smut were he is y/n's friends brother and he fucks her after confess his love (has a daddy kink) (i'm the same person who ask you the previous request lol)

helloo again <33 thank you so much for requesting! here's your request, enjoy!✨

today was your friend's birthday, as her best friend you decided to help her clean the mess and spend the night at their house. you two cleaned the whole house and watched a movie after that, she fall asleep. but you couldn't. all you were thinking was her big brother, your crush for years. you tried to sleep, you counted sheeps, checked your phone, listened some sleep music but none of these helped. so you went to the balcony of their house.

it was big and it had a beautiful view, you grabbed a blanket and sat on the chair in there. after some time you heard someone coming. and when you turned to see who,you saw a familiar pair of eyes and your heart started to beat faster.

" you couldn't sleep too?" he said with a low voice before sitting the chair next to yours. he was looking so natural, messy hair, comfy clothes which couldn't hide his muscles. you nodded your head and tried to watch the stars instead of him. but he wasn't watching the stars. "you looked so beautiful today __, and now...still so pretty." you were dumbfounded. what did he just say? did you hear it right? beautiful? pretty? was he drunk?

"w-what?" you said. he looked at you and continued "you heard me, you're a beautiful girl...so beautiful." and your cheeks started to turn red. luckily it's midnight you thought.

"thanks, you were so handsome...like all the time." you said with a choked voice. he smiled showing his dimples and said "yeah?" with scratching his head, he looked so damn cute. "look __,i ...have something to tell you, ... i can't keep it to myself anymore." you were getting so excited. "of course...I'm listening." you managed to say.

"i love you..." he said and you felt your heart pounding. "i love you for a long time, i always told myself it's wrong because you may see me as a brother but i can't hold it anymore __." you needed to pinch yourself to prove you're not dreaming.

"no...i mean no i don't see you as a brother...to be honest I've been feeling the same for a very long time." you said looking at his eyes. you saw sparkles in them and that caused butterflies in your stomach.

"there's some drinks left. let's drink and chat?" you were feeling like you're on the clouds, lost in his eyes. "like a date?" you asked back, couldn't help but smiling before he nodded and took your hand.

...

it was supposed to be a date right? after drinking some alcohol and playing question games you found yourself on his bed, under him. not sure who made the first move. his lips were busy with your neck and his hands were all over you.

"you have no idea how many times I've imagined this baby." and he started to leave kisses on your body, to your neck, your breasts, your tummy. you were feeling so hot and full of love. you placed your hands on his face and pulled him to a deep kiss. "joon, i need you." you whispered to his lips.

he rubbed his hardness to you and looked at you before replying huskily. "not joon babygirl it's daddy from now." you always dreamt about him dominating you and you couldn't deny hearing him like this was making you drool. "okay daddy" you whispered before leaving wet kisses to his neck.

he removed your panties slowly and you helped him remove his boxers between your kisses. he left kisses to your inner thighs and separated them to get a better view. after that he looked at your face with a slight smirk. "you're practically drooling babygirl. mmh bet you taste so sweet." he lowered his head and licked a bold stripe causing you to whimper. his tongue was all over of you but inside. he kissed and sucked your tiny flesh, played it like a toy. you were slowly losing your control on your moans and started to clench around nothing, wanting him inside so bad. "mmmh baby,i was right best dessert I've ever had." he whispered, looking directly in your eyes. when he sent his tounge inside, exploring your walls with sharp moves you held the bedsheets and moaned loudly. "daddy y-yes nghh" it caused him to speed up his movement, tongue fucking you unsteady. you had your toes curling and felt your high approaching, he noticed too.

"you're soaking me in baby...mmmhh bet you're gonna cum on daddy's tongue a lot..." and he added two fingers, hitting your deeper places. when he pulled them out and pushed it back into you harshly you came moaning sweet nothings. he licked all your juices out, making you throb at the sensation.

when he finished he spoke as he lifted himself on top of you, licking his lips seductively. "now babygirl, its time to ride daddy."

.·´ send me more requests!! here (i have namjoon ones a lot so I'll be replying them a little late cuz i wanna write all the boys.)

jungkook (tummy buldge)

You've noticed that Jungkook tends to stare when he's particularly fixated on something new. It could be a new hobby, something interesting, something odd—anything that caught his eye, he'd just stare.

You're more than accustomed to his strange habits, opting to let him have his way than comment on it. That was your dynamic—friends who respected each other and didn't invalidate any of your likes or quirks. You were comfortable.

But now, Jungkook's staring at you with a gaze heavier than the one's you've grown used to. It sends a wave of heat down your spine, and you have no idea what to make of it.

"Hey," he murmurs, lips brushing against your ear as you peer up at him through your eyelashes with a gulp. "Cute outfit."

You glance down, taking in your rather risqué ensemble and you flush a deep shade of red. Your top generously highlights your proudest feature, your shoulders and the skirt that wraps itself tightly around your waist leaves very little to the imagination when it exposes the top of your thigh with the cheeky slit it comes with.

"Thanks, Kook," you reply shyly.

And then, his hands are on you. His large, strong hands wrap around your waist as your eyes bulge out of your sockets when you stare at him with a panicked gaze.

He was drunk. You think.

"So pretty," he slurs into your ear.

That's the last thing he says before he has your back pressed against a bathroom stall with your eyes rolling back to your head. You don't make an effort to keep your sobs down because you can't. Not when Jungkook's cock is splitting you open, reaching places you didn't know existed.

"O-Oh, fuuuuck," you gasp, fingernails scratching down his back while his devilish smirk pierces your soul.

"Look at you," he laughs, low and darkly before his large palm pressed against your abdomen, forcing your hips back as he drives his thrust with a ferocity that has your legs shaking in return. "Look where my fat cock is, hm?"

You whimper, eyes unconsciously drifting down to see the protruding bulge in your lower abdomen, your pussy involuntarily squeezing around his cock as he grunts into your neck.

"So deep in your guts, pretty," he smirks, "Can you feel me? Hm? Looking so nice and full with my cock deep in you, baby."

"J-Jungkook, s-shit," you cry, "T-Too deep!"

"Really?" he grins manically, wrapping his other hand tighter around your waist until his chest is pressed against yours. His gaze is frenzied when your eyes droop to his expression, and you know you're in trouble when all he does is smile.

You feel his cock nudge your cervix as you fall limp in his grasp, unable to hold yourself up as your body becomes at his disposal; and all Jungkook does is batter your pussy until it's pure squelches, paired with a firm press against your belly.

Jungkook presses a hot kiss to your lips as you're pushed to the edge. "Well, I'm right where I belong, princess."

english is not my first language what is a chode?

don’t worry about it my love

#blckjeonfanficrecs

Everything Filthy and Nasty AU ♡ JJK

mature/smut ❥ 18+ only ⎯ minors dni

level of nasty ↠ 1 : nasty, 2 : very nasty, 3 : u need to drink kind of nasty cause u got so thirsty, 4 : holy shit its so filthy u need to take a shower.

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☾ @yoonia

Bad for you (level 4) | stripper!jk

☾ @petiteyoon

Making you sweat like that (level 4) | basketball players!ot7

☾ @jeonsweetpea

Secret slut (level 4) | assistant!jk

☾ @maliby

Ride (level 3) | stripper!jk

☾ @burberryplaid

Treat you better (level 4) | boxer!jk

☾ @chateautae

Here i come (level 3) | friend!jk

☾ @yoongsgguktae

Paddle with me (level 4) | campcounselor!jk

☾ @nomnomsik

Departure (level 4) | pilot!husband!jk

☾ @jeonstudios

Deal (level 2) | devil!jk

☾ @jimlingss

Game of temptation (level 4) | ft taehyung, namjoon, yoongi

☾ @gukslut

The speedo, the jorts (level 3) | stranger!jk to husband!jk

☾ @junqkook

This isn’t love, darling (level 3) | mafia!jk

☾ @kinktae

Knot today (level 3) | alpha!jk

☾ @kimnjss

Desperate housewife (level 4) | husband!jk

☾ @skswriting

Lottery offering (level 3) | alpha!jk

☾ @lunar-jimin

Paradise (level 3, infidelity) | ceo!jk

☾ @kpopfanfictrash

The quest to bedding the lead singer of frontman (level 2) | rockstar!jk

☾ @parkhabits

Crescent bound (level 4) | werewolf!jk

☾ @voidswan

Trouble (level 2) | fuckboy!jk fuckboy!jin

☾ @avveh

Strike three (level 4) | bodyguard!jk

☾ @taechaos

No more (level 1) | boyfriend!jk

☾ @jiminsfault

Gamin for love one, two (level 3) | gamer!jk

☾ @evilkookie

Just ask (level 3) | boyfriend!jk

☾ @httpjeon

Try out (level 4) | pornstar!jk

☾ @gimmesumsuga

Concealed weapon (level 4) | mafia!husband!jk

☾ @krookedkoo

Welcome to the under world (level 4) | radio host!demon!jk

☾ @jksangelic

More than friends one, two (level 3) | roommate!jk

☾ @littlemisskookie

Piss off your parents (level 4) | roommate!jk

☾ @lushjin

No strings (level 3) | fwb!jk

☾ @koorara

“You’re so damn beautiful, baby. I can’t believe you’re all fucking mine” (level 1) | professor!husband!jk

There you are (level 2) | alpha!jk

☾ @whatifyoulivelikethat

Best laid plans one, two (level 2) | boyfriend!jk

Exclamation mark (level 3) | tattoo artist!jk

Just kidding series (level 4) | bestfriend!tae, tae’roommate!jk

☾ @kooksea

Sound (level 4) | fuckboy!jk

☾ @ladyartemesia

Hands-on learning (level 3) | grad school student!jk

☾ @inkedtae

Quiet rides (level 3) | boyfriend!jk

Eros (level 4) | god!jk

☾ @cosmostae

Brother knows best (level 4) | step brother!jk

☾ @divine-bangtan

Sugar & spice (level 4) | baker assitant!jk, upperclass!tae

☾ @nitaescence

Lovers (part of sweetpea, level 4) | ddlg daddy!jk, daddy!tae

☾ @nochueso

il diavolo (level 4) | mafia!jk

☾ @imaginethisbts

Shameless (level 4, taehyung’ pov) | boyfriend!jk, acquaintance!tae

☾ @gashinabts

Anti-baby fever (level 4) | boyfriend!jk

☾ @venusiangguk

The water is alive (level 3) | himbo!jk

Pretty kitty (level 4) | boyfriend!jk

☾ @zibermuda

After hours (level 4) | ceo!jk

All over you (level 2) | nerd!jk

High end (level 3) | erotica novelist!jk

☾ @njssi

Or nah ? (level 4) | boyfriend!jk, friend!tae

☾ @/hayjeon

Captain america one, two (level 3) | captain america!jk

☾ @jungkxook

Pour up (level 3) | fuckboy!jk, fuckboy!tae

☾ @/bratkook

Tied up (level 3) | boyfriend!jk

Quiet, baby (level 3) | boyfriend!jk

☾ @themfchase

Blindfold series (level 3) | rich!jk

☾ @jimidol

My heart belongs to daddy (level 4) | boyfriend!camboy!jk

☾ @/jamaisjoon

Jackrabbit (level 4) | hybrid!bunny!jk

☾ @/btsracket

A magician’s assistant (level 4) ft Jimin | sex worker!jk

Little L and L (level 2) | dilf!jk

My time (level 3) | rich!jk

Build to ride (level 4) | boyfriend!jk

Maserati (level 3) | boyfriend!jk

Milk and cookies (level 4) | husband!jk

☾ @/untaemedqueen

Thoery of power (level 4) | idol!boyfriend!jk

Room 732 (level 3) | assasin!jk

Cabin fever (level 4) | hybrid blackpanther!jk

☾ @/personasintro

Bloody hell (level 4) | boyfriend!jk

☾ @parkmuse

Ultimatum (level 4, its funny as hell) | boyfriend!jk

☾ @adonis-koo

Strictly business (level 4) | roommate!jk

☾ @/lavishedinjimin

All the good girls go to hell (level 3) | devil!jk

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Little Secret

pairing: step-dad!Jungkook x fem!Reader

synopsis: From a fun celebration to not getting to the bathroom on time, you pee yourself in the middle of the living room and your step-dad has to take care of you.

warnings: smut, pseudo-incest, urine, fingering in tub, dubcon

word count: 2.4k

a/n: this is the disgusting fic i was talking about 🥰 not proofread, just smth i wrote in one day for fun. enjoy as long as u dont hate piss lol 😔👍

It's a night of celebration—the end of high school. It's the best celebration yet because you, after surviving hell of twelve years, are at the legal age to drink in a bar with your friends; the best night you can recall in your drunken state. Dancing, singing karaoke, giggling: pure joy.

So why are you crying while stumbling around in the living room? You sob and hiccup with a hand over your face and the other holding the couch for support. It has never been so difficult to stand straight, and you're thankful your mother's sleep is so heavy that she wouldn't wake up from your wails. 

But your step-dad's sleep is as light as a cat's, and you don't hear his heavy footsteps or grumbles as he climbs down the stairs. He rubs the sleep away from his eyes and they widen the moment they lay on you. He's about to call your name until his eyes trail down to the dark patch on your jeans. He doesn't need to ask why you're crying so loudly; it's easy to tell you're under the influence, and well, it apparently makes you very emotional since you're so upset about peeing your pants. 

But you're not exactly doing anything about it.

"Oh, it's okay," Jungkook coos and walks over to you to bring you into a light hug. 

You snuggle your face into his loose white shirt and sniffle. "I didn't– I didn't mean to," you snivel. "I-I couldn't get to the," you inhale shakily, "b-bathroom on time."

"That's okay," he runs his fingers through your hair soothingly, equally disheveled as his. "Don't cry, sweetheart. It happens; it's not a big deal. We'll get you cleaned up."

"I-I ruined it!"

"The washing machine—"

"No," you whimper pathetically, "it's ruined. My denim—" your head rolls back along with your eyes to the back of your skull. You go limp for a few seconds, and Jungkook holds you tightly. Just as he's about to ask you if you're alright, you continue, "the denim is forever ruined!"

Stepping away from his clutches, you rub your palms against the knees of your jeans and then the damp crotch area. The crotch and knees feel different; it makes your face scrunch up in sorrow. "Never the same," you exhale in a trembling voice.

Jungkook watches you in surprise and amusement. You tend to be closed off around him, well in the past year that he's been married to your mother at least. It makes him feel guilty to like you better drunk—extroverted.

"We'll get you new jeans then," he tries to comfort, but you only shake your head. 

"Feel it."

He sighs with a breathy chuckle and feels your jeans as you asked. He touches your pockets and then your crotch, practically cupping your heat. It's still warm with your urine and you pout at the look he gives you. You misinterpret it as disappointment, but it's a look of suppressing laughter. "Like I said, it's not a big deal. I'll wash it, okay? Your mother won't know."

You scoff and wipe your tears away. "Thank you. I-I'm very sorry, so sorry."

"Don't be. Let's go to your room," he slings his arm around your shoulder and walks you upstairs. You hold onto his waist and keep your gaze downcast. 

Your hiccups don't cease when you face the door of your bedroom. He twists the doorknob and lets you enter first. With puckered lips and tear stains on your face, you wait for him to come after you. He does, and then turns away from you. "Hand your jeans over to me, okay? I won't look."

He hears you shuffling behind him, and you don't take long to place the tainted pants in his waiting open palm. Your feet don't stay planted on the floor and you eventually land on your bed. The bathroom is right behind you, but you can't muster the energy to sit up nor open your eyes. "My underwear," you mumble with the side of your face squished against the sheets. 

At your indirect request, he cranes his neck and takes a peek at you. You're lying on your stomach and his eyes unintentionally travel to your ass. For being your step-dad, he thinks it to be okay for him to drink in this erotic sight. It isn't as if he's about to take advantage of a drunk girl, no less his step-daughter.

"You can't take them off?"

"Mm-mm," you shake your head.

He blows out a deep breath and stands before your feet. The sight of your wet panties isn't meant to be attractive, but it does get his stomach in knots. He grabs the edges of your underwear and asks you to lift your hips, which you do sluggishly. They're off within seconds and he picks up your jeans from the floor before aiming to exit. He has to get out and cleanse his mind of all his filthy thoughts from seeing your bare pussy two inches from his mouth. "Don't fall asleep before taking a shower first," he reminds with flushed cheeks and pushes the door open.

"Help me," you whine childishly before he can leave. 

He sighs your name as if exhausted—reluctant.

"Please!"

As if it's not bad enough that he got a small glimpse of your pussy, now you're asking him to give you a shower while completely naked. He's trying to be respectful by keeping his focal point at bay, but your ass is still hanging out while you're on the verge of a tantrum.

"Oh God," he mutters to himself and pinches the bridge of his nose. He gives in.

After throwing your dirty clothes in the washing machine downstairs, he returns quickly so he doesn't catch you fast asleep. Thankfully you're still awake, but not so alert.

He warns you to keep your eyes open while he fills the tub in your bathroom. There's a water bottle on your bedside table, which he tells you to drink lots from until he's back. He throws in a pink bath bomb sitting on the edge of your tub so you can hopefully relax. Never has he seen someone be in such a childlike headspace after drinking.

But childlike doesn't fit the current scenario when he's lying under your naked body in his boxers in the bathtub because you seem to be a lot clingier when drunk. You don't move a lot, which is a plus, but your butt is pressed against his crotch, which doesn't make the situation any better. 

"I'm sorry," you slur sleepily, "I really didn't mean to." He can pick up the strong scent of vodka lingering around you better in this position.

He tightens his arms around your shoulders with his hands clasped above your chest as he whispers, "Don't apologize, sweetheart. You won't remember this when you wake up, and I'll keep it a secret. Don't you worry about a thing."

"Why are you crying?" he asks softly when you start to sob again. It's a dry cry, and he's certain you don't know what you're doing yourself at this point.

"I can't do anything," you complain, "I'm so tired and-and I can't move."

He stays silent so you can comfortably babble on and on about nothing until you say, "Wash me. Please."

Jungkook lightly pecks your neck and eyes your tits before dipping his hands in the warm, pinkish water and scrubbing your shoulders. You sigh at his gentle touch, prompting him to switch to your knees. "My knees are not dirty," you grumble incoherently.

"Hm? You're not dirty?"

"I'm not dirty there."

"And you're dirty where?" He's teasing you, knowing exactly where you want to be cleaned, but that'd further agonize him with how little freedom his erection has under the tight restraints of his briefs. It wouldn't be appropriate of him to use you to get rid of it, but is it against the law to simply bathe you?

"Down," you vaguely murmur.

He can't see anything of your lower region from the courtesy of the blanket of colorful hue that the bath bomb transitioned to, which both annoys and relieves Jungkook. But his hand only listens to you as it trails down to your pelvis. "Here?"

You nod against his shoulder, and that's all the confirmation he needs to palm your vulva. You gasp and slightly jump before adjusting to the feeling of his hand. The adjustment proves to be futile when a small moan slips past your lips at his fingers grazing your labia. 

“You want me to stop?”

“No, no,” you breathe with a shake of your head. “I want to be clean, otherwise no sleep.”

“That’s right,” he chuckles and starts running his fingers down your folds. Stopping at your clit, he starts to circle the hood to thoroughly give you the cleaning you desire so much. It isn’t with any ill intentions that he gently cups your pussy and moves it up and down while you squeak out moans without shame. After a few rubs and touches, he's confident there is no more remaints of your drunk mistake. “You’re clean now, love. Want to go to bed?”

“I’m not,” you whine loudly and hold his wrist to keep his hand in place. “I’m not clean,” you cry out and he knows you’re going to start sobbing again, which you do—except your volume might risk waking your mother.

He tries to hush you, but you don’t stop with the crocodile tears. “Baby, baby, look at me,” he pulls your face by your chin, but you escape his grip easily and continue with your tantrum. “I won’t clean you if you don’t look at me.”

With your newfound defiant attitude, it's with a few huffs and puffs that you finally face him and he silences your sniveling with a press of his lips. It's not a kiss in his defence; neither of you are moving your mouths, which he appreciates now that you've gone quiet.

Now that the risk of your mother waking is taken care of, his hand is on your hidden heat again. At this point, it's easy to tell you're not worried about being clean anymore. You aren't sleepy, though you keep your eyes closed from being in this intimate proximity with Jungkook, you're in need of a climax. It's a shame that he's in a similar state as you, but if you're drunk to the point of asking your step-dad to touch you, it wouldn't be clever of him to ask you to return the favor.

Despite his clear lack of vision, Jungkook is a human anatomy professor and he finds your clit and squeezes it between two fingers easily, not to mention he's already experienced in the sex field. Your lips part into a whine and he opens his mouth to swallow your sounds as he slowly rubs your clit.

You lean into the—now labelled as—kiss needily, and he lowers his hand to poke at your entrance with his middle finger. He stupidly peeks an eye open to see if he's located it correctly, but your subtle thrust is approval enough. He cautiously shoves it inside your tightness and uses his palm to continue pleasuring your sensitive nub, grabbing your tit with his other hand to play with your nipple. 

"Oh God, hmmm," you moan against his lips and sloppily make out with him, smearing your slick saliva all over. He hums into you, unbothered by your raw affection as he thrusts his finger inside and pinches your nipple to get you to cum faster. He can't have you sobering up any time soon.

"Are you close, love?"

You murmur something in response, but it's not intelligible enough for him to understand, so he assumes you're at least getting somewhere. He quickens the pace of his thrusts, his palm against your clitoris; massages your boob more roughly and moves his mouth down to kiss your neck. As he's giving you a small love bite, your breathing turns into mere gasps with little broken moans. If he could, he would add a second finger to your pussy, but your clenching hole doesn't feel so ready when he curls his knuckle. 

You clutch onto his hair, chanting, "I'm gonna pee again, I'm gonna pee again…" 

"Try to hold it in, baby," he cuts in hoarsely without ceasing his movements. He does slow down when your legs start to shake and tremble, splashing the water as you do as he leaves calming pecks on your neck, collarbone, and a few on your lips. Not as a warning to lower your voice—your last moans are ones to savour—but to ride out your high. He has no idea if you did squirt in the tub, but he isn't going to take another shower to wash it down. He wants to feel it on his skin.

He can feel your pounding heartbeat under his hand as your body spasms and grinds on his erection. A moment of silence passes with your shaky inhales and exhales while he pets your hair. 

When he feels you calm down, he asks, "Do you feel clean now?"

"Bed."

"Alright," he whispers and kisses your cheek. Your eyes are closed and he predicts you'll be fainting soon, so he pulls the plug with ease and waits for the water to drain before pulling you up by your pits. It's a bit of a struggle because of your slippery wet skin, as well as the water weight on you, but manages to get you out and immediately throws you on the bed. He grabs a towel hanging on the bathroom door and dries you before himself.

Jungkook considers himself an honorable man most of the time, but he can't refrain from jerking off to your naked body while you doze off. Like he said, you won't remember a thing, so it'll be his little secret as he releases on your tits with a groan. He wipes off the evidence of his unorthodox actions, pecks you and your pretty little pussy before dressing you in your pajamas. 

He puts on his clothes and tucks you in before leaving your room with a quiet, "Good night, sweetheart."

All there's left to do is persuade you into doing this again while sober, because he didn't marry your wretched bitch of a mother after two months of meeting if not to have you all for himself. He doesn't mind letting you in on that one secret with time.

Yoongi teaching y/n piano but she's distracted by his hands and it ends up with rough fingering against the piano 🤤

^ throwing this request in here as well!

~

"Are you listening to me, Y/n?" Yoongi's baritone voice removes you from the utter turmoil of your dirty thoughts.

"Hmm?"

Yoongi laughs, facepalming, "How am I gonna teach you 'I Need U' on his grand piano when your mind is somewhere else? Tsk, babe—" he tips your head up using his fingers to face him, "focus, alright?"

You feel breathless when he did that.

As you sit on the stool beside him, Yoongi plays the basics of the song with him on the lower keys, and you repeat what he does. It was hard to focus, though, as you look at his fingers. His rings that compliment his slender, calloused fingers were eye-catching.

"Your hands are pretty."

"What?"

Oh shit. Did you just say that out loud?!

"U-Ummm," you panic, laughing in embarrassment. "I said you're pretty! Yeah!"

He furrows his eyebrows, "but you were looking at my hands?"

"Yeah, I thought of... of your face though. I suddenly remembered what you looked like and I just wanted to say how much I think you look h-handsome... you know? Just like what girlfriends usually say, yeah!"

Yoongi somberly stares at you. He wasn't buying your bullshit at all, and he can clearly see that you're lying.

He sighs, closing the fallboard of the piano. He keeps a strict gaze on you while placing his left elbow on top of the lid, showing off his hand. "You can't fool me that easily, Y/n. You said my hands were pretty, hm?"

"Fine," you back down, feeling a bit sheepish, "yes, I did."

"Yeah? Turn around."

"Huh?"

"Straddle the bench and turn the other way with your back facing me."

You follow his instructions unknowingly. Without a warning, he holds your body across your abdomen with his left arm, pulling you into his chest.

Surprised, you try to speak but he interrupts. The hair on your arms rises when he whispers against your ear, "I've never had someone ogle my fingers as much as you do, Y/n. I better cherish this moment as much as I can."

His hand plays with the waistband of your cotton shorts, hearing him chuckle when he feels you breathe a bit heavier. "Calm down," he murmurs, "I'm just gonna finger you. That's it."

You shift around your seat when his hand slowly travels down your shorts until he reaches your panties. He hums in content when he presses his fingers against your core, gradually inching closer to your clit.

"Yoongi," you moan pathetically when he teases your clit, barely brushing against it, "please touch me there."

Yoongi presses a soft, gentle kiss on the back of your neck, "I love it when you say please. You sound so fucking adorable and needy, my love. Are you a good girl? Do you think you deserve my fingers touching that cunt?"

"Mmm, yes, Yoongi. Please... I've been good."

"You are? Oh, but," he stops to let his hand sneak inside your underwear, fingers finally grazing against your skin, "You lied to me earlier, Y/n. Good girls don't lie."

"Mmmphh, pleaaaase," you beg, thrusting your hips up to attempt to feel his fingers against your clit. He doesn't let that happen. "I'm sorry, Yoongi. I'm sorry, please finger me, please."

After he was satisfied, Yoongi finally gives in and uses two fingers to stroke your sensitive bud. Yoongi groans softly, his grip on you getting tighter.

He loves how you react so quickly. Yoongi takes his time to pleasure you, using his skillful fingers to massage your damp pussy. He acknowledges that you want more, and so he gives you more.

He removes his hand down your pants and licks his fingers clean, wetting them so that he can easily insert two fingers inside your hole. The immediate stretch made you arch your back, your head falling into his shoulder.

Yoongi smirks the whole time he was fingering you. Squelching sounds fill the air as he finger-fucks you beneath all those layers of clothes.

"H-Harder," you pant, "more please, baby. Fuck me harder."

Your words started a flame inside him, making him pull his hand out and manhandles you into a new position. He makes you lean against the grand piano, pulling your shorts and panties down until they pool around your ankles.00

"Fuck, hold onto the edge of the— yeaahh there we go," Yoongi inserts his fingers back in, this time adding a third finger in your cunt. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, your sweet, delicious moan music to his ears.

Yoongi kisses you until you were out of breath. He watches his hand thrust back and forth, stroking the sponge-like spot deep into your walls. He knows your body like it's his own, knowing how and where to make you feel good.

"See where admitting that you like my hands can take you?" he says a bit cockily, "it can take you to absolute heaven, babe."

~

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size/strength kink with namkook plsss

Jungkook points it out first. “Namjoon, look,” he calls out, patiently waiting for his friend to look over as he creeps up beside you. You’re on your toes, making a desperate reach for the bowl on the highest shelf of the kitchen cabinets, and hardly see the need to pay Jungkook any mind. It isn’t until you feel something broad and hard brush up along your backside, a long-sleeved arm raising up beside yours, that you pause. “Short,” he says. His breath fans along your shoulder, makes every hair of yours stand on end as Jungkook eventually retrieves the bowl with a giggle.

Namjoon chuckles. “Leave __ alone, Kook,” he says, though the laughter that taints his words says otherwise. He joins the two of you in the kitchen then, stands close beside you as if gauging you up himself. There’s a twinkle in his eyes, one that, while maybe not as obvious as Jungkook’s, is just as amused.

You frown. “I am not!” you squawk indignantly, arms assuming a defensive position crossed over your chest. The two share a look, and then promptly dissolve into a fit of laughter. Your cheeks burn.

“You’re short,” Namjoon says eventually, as if that’s any consolation. “So what?”

As if to prove his point, he takes one step closer, until the tip of his slipper bumps against yours, his chest very much in your face. Behind you, Jungkook follows his lead, crowding you into a makeshift people sandwich of sorts. “See?” Jungkook chuckles, his fingertips ghosting along the backs of your arms, over your elbows until they’re wrapping around your forearms, ever so casually guiding your hands upward so that they’re finding their home against Namjoon’s chest. “You’re tiny.”

Namjoon nods. “Tiny,” he repeats, placing his hands against your hips, giving you a tight squeeze that makes your heartbeat falter. Behind you, Jungkook presses in closer, his proximity making your breath hitch for the briefest of moments.

“I- I’m not,” you defend weakly, suddenly feeling overwhelmed by these two broad men and the tight fit between them. “You guys are just big.”

One of them laughs, you’re not really sure who. It’s a rather curt sound, more like a snicker. You don’t get to think on it long; Namjoon leans down, knocks his nose against yours. “I am,” he confirms in deeper tone, and the confidence in his smile breaks something within you.

Not one to be left out, Jungkook childishly chimes in, “me too, me too,” leaning over your shoulder until his lips brush along the curve of your ear. And then, in a breathier tone, “really big.”

His boldness astounds you, makes you jerk forward in surprise, knocking against the hard planes of Namjoon’s body instead. Youre not safer here either, not with the man’s pelvis pressing against you, hinting at something that was certainly big beneath the front of his pants. A similar bulge nudges against the curve of your ass. Namjoon smiles, “do you wanna see how big, __?”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~CRYBABY~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• please do another one but y/n uses the safe word.

featuring the crybaby au pairing!

warnings: dom!jk x sub!OC, ddlg themes, little space, jk putting OC into a chokehold/choking, crying, OC uses the safe word.

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“Oh no you don’t,” Jungkook says through gritted teeth after you just attempted to push his strong, sweaty body away from on top of you. He had just been overstimulating you this whole time, making you cum again and again without mercy. 

You already tried everything. You begged. You begged and begged like a pathetic slut for him to stop and slow down, but it was all useless. Jungkook’s sex drive and stamina were at its peak tonight. 

Without a second, he pins your wrists above your head, watching his face contort in rage. “You don’t have a fucking say, baby girl. Don’t you remember who you belong to? You’re daddy’s slut, nothing else.” 

Jungkook puts his hard cock back in your soaked cunt, drenched in each other’s juices. Both of you can hear the wet noises coming from his rough, hard pounding, turning each other on even more. 

More than you think you can handle. 

“Daddy, I-I—oh fuck!” You squeal as he chokes your neck with his other hand. Smirking cockily as he looks down at you, he notices you struggling to breathe and your eyes welling with tears. 

“Oh, look at that!” he coos, “that’s what I like to see. My baby struggling and crying all over herself as I fuck her brains out. You’re a wet little girl, aren’t you? Just soaked all over.” 

Your body trembles, the tip of his cock repeatedly hit your g-spot with each pound. With your legs around his waist, it was easy for him to really get in there and make you cum as much as he likes.

In a swift motion, Jungkook flips you around so that you lay on your stomach. With wide eyes, a whimper leaves your lips when Jungkook wraps his right tattoo-covered arm around your neck, putting you into a chokehold. 

He hasn’t done this before. 

You can hear him laughing behind you from how your body continuously shakes. Flexing his arm, he holds your body in place with his weight. 

“Daddy!” you muster the energy to moan, “I can’t... I c-can’t —mmmm fuuuck!” 

He’s in his own world of pleasure. Too focused on his own bliss, however, that he forgets to check how you’re doing. 

Until you say your safeword. 

"Apple."

Jungkook pauses, breathing heavily. 

“Daddy,” you mewl, “I’m sorry but I can’t do it.”

Fuck, Jungkook feels his heart clench at the sound of your voice. He doesn’t waste any more time to pull out and gently flip you over to your back again. 

“Shh, shhh,” he wipes away your tears, pushing the strands of hair that were stuck to your forehead and neck. “You’re okay now, baby. No more, no more.” 

Jungkook doesn’t give a damn about anything anymore, gearing all his attention to you. He quickly peppers kisses all over your face, especially your forehead. He knows that forehead kisses always make you feel safe. 

“S-Sorry, daddy,” you sniff as you seem to can’t bring yourself to look into his eyes. 

“No, no, no baby,” Jungkook pouts, “You don’t have to say sorry. You’re so strong, baby girl. You made daddy so happy and contented. I’m so lucky to have a beautiful, strong lady like you.” 

He holds your head in his hands, making you gaze directly into his eyes. “Remember, Y/n, that it’s you who has control over everything. One word from you and I stop completely. It’s you who has the power to stop all at once. I’m just here to please each other, yeah? Do you get it, baby?”

You nod, but that wasn’t enough for him. 

“Words. Do you understand?” 

A faint smile appears on your lips, “Yes, I understand.” 

~

A/N: I literally just rearead the crybaby series just to find what crybaby!OC's safeword was LMAOAOAOA why did I choose apple... anyway

also, this prompt was requested a looong time ago and I just saved it to my drafts. so to the lovely person that requested this... heehee here ya go

reported you to the copyright section on weverse for your concert stream, they’ll be in touch. i have bills to pay rent to pay food to buy but i do this thing called budgeting to ensure i can pay for bts content legally. and very simply yea if you don’t pay you don’t deserve it. you can’t walk into a shop and think oh i like this dress so i’m going to take it without paying that’s called theft and is illegal. this is the same thing. if you don’t pay you don’t get. why should i spend $80 for 2 concerts and you get them free, no that’s unfair. any real army will pay and if you don’t you don’t deserve the boys, their content or their hard work.

you're so fucking ugly (and i mean this as a person, on the inside. rotten like a fucking apple that's fallen off the tree). like. lmaaaaaaaaaaao i can't even. it's as if you don't have a brain. which is crazy, because you say you have rent to pay and food to buy but i'm pretty sure things without brains don't have responsibilities? y'know? *insert oprah's what is the truth? gif*

anyway. honestly, i don't have to reply to this. i know i probably shouldn't, because this is such a stupid ask it doesn't deserve an answer. but i've got time, babes, so here we go!

firstly, you're a shit army, because what's something that bts has always advocated for? acceptance, community, love. you're going to sit there on your high horse and bitch and complain like "weh weh weh it's not fair that i've got a stick shoved too far up my ass to consider other people's circumstances and have compassion!" get a life, pal. grow a heart. maybe it'll help take the strain off the nonexistent brain you've got.

secondly, you know that yoongi, during a vlive (i think?), searched for a stream for a soccer game, right? as in, an illegal stream? the man who you claim to support so much LITERALLY did what you're shitting on other people for? so do you think he doesn't have a right to watch that, either? that he's an illegal scumbag who doesn't really support korea? or does your asinine viewpoint only apply to fellow army?

lastly, jimin straight up answered an army on weverse telling them the following:

if jimin - and presumably the rest of the boys - don't hold it against their fans for watching content using an alternative method, why the fuck do you care? are you secretly bang pd? do you have some like, idk, dividends we need to know about? it's absolutely insane that you're licking the boots of a fucking entertainment company and coming here, into my inbox, to tear down the people who only want to enjoy content.

as much as we love bts, things are expensive. sorry that people have found a way to stream stuff without having to miss their rent. sorry they've maybe bought merchandise but just didn't have it in their expendable income to also buy tickets to muster. but actually, i'm not sorry at all and neither should any other army be.

anyway, you are an inexplicably sad person. i genuinely hope that you, at some point, can figure out wtf happened to make you this way and move on from it. because god knows you need it. toodles!

ps. reported me to weverse? using what? "hey, big hit. this fanfic author on tumblr streamed to people. can you do something about it?" you sound wack as hell.

HOT DILFS TAKE A COMPANY TRIP TO MALTA !

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summary: seven of the highest executives at BigHit Industries take a company business trip. Who knows what they'll get up to, or who they'll meet there.

rate: 18+

pairing: ot7 × reader

warnings: age gap (aged up bangtan), s2l, dom/sub dynamics, infidelity, pwp, explicit smut (different per chapter; warnings stated at the top of each)

status: ongoing

updates: every friday (tentatively 😬) apparently whenever i want

a/n: making this into a series bc i cant stop thinking abt them 😒 the hold they have on me is... sjsksl anyways lmk what you think! <3 + click here if you want to be tagged! + main m.list

• INTRO

1 ↠ JIMIN

2 ↠ HOSEOK

3 ↠ NAMJOON

4 ↠ TAEHYUNG

• INTERLUDE

5 ↠ YOONGI (new!)

6 ↠ loading...

7 ↠ loading...

no but lucas & bimbofication but not intentionally like he didn’t MEAN to fuck you dumb and hadn’t realized that he had until he asked a question and all u let out was a garbled mess of whimpers in response… the SNAP in his demeanor? dear lord lemme sit down

it’s funny cuz like . i have a feeling u want me to go in on dom!lucas with this concept and i would LOVE to but i just do not see it for him

lucas is just a himbo with a big dick to me so he’s always subtop 😭 like yes he fucks you and yes he fucks you until your brains a garbled mess and you’re drooling but he’s always hovering over u like 🥺 did i do good baby?

love this concept tho. bc lucas (along with jaehyun and jeno and lowkey chenle) gives this energy of having a giant dick and just not knowing their own strengths. so they throw u in all sorts of crazy positions completely forgetting they’re slanging literal pipes

Did I hear concept night 👀 Ok so... just getting engaged to Jin and throwing a huge party to celebrate. The drinks are flowing, people are dancing, everyone's just having a good time... until some random guy comes over starts flirting. Let's just say Mr. Kim would be very angry and horny

alright i’m technically on vacation right now but i figured i’d slip this into the queue since i finally got a chance to write it……i hope you enjoy <3

(nsfw content so i’ll add a cut)

“Excuse me.”

Navigating your way through sweaty bodies and servers balancing trays full of cocktails proved to be harder than you thought it’d be, simply trying to take a load off and have a seat; that is, if you could get to a seat.

Emerging from the dance floor, you finally relaxed back into one of the booths you’d rented for the night, searching the crowd of dancing bodies for your beloved.

It’d already been a few hours of socializing and, honestly, at this point all you wanted was to cuddle up in bed with your new fiancé, Seokjin.

“Having a good time over here?”

Turning your head to the side to see where the foreign voice had come from, you fixated on a guy you’d never seen before standing beside your table, drink in hand as he smiled at you.

“Uh, yeah, I’m having a good time.” You nodded, caught off guard by the man’s sudden approach as you thought you’d be in nobody else’s presence for at least a few minutes.

Figuring he must be an old friend of Seokjin’s, you sat up a bit straighter, returning his kind smile as you looked up at him.

“Well you’re missing all the fun. Jimin’s blackout, you gotta see it.” He chuckled, his words making you exhale a laugh as you shook your head.

“Believe me, I’ve seen that countless times.” You said, reaching over for the flute of alcohol at the end of the table as a man nearly bumped into it in his stupor.

“Oh, let me get that for you.” The man offered, his own hand landing over yours for a moment before you pulled away, letting him steady the glass before sliding it further in the table.

“Thanks.” You said, him nodding in response with a smile as he held his cup up to cheers yours.

“Can I sit? I’ll guard the alcohol.” He added, making you laugh as you gestured for him to take a seat.

You chatted for a bit about only small things really, simply trying to make conversation with one of Seokjin’s old friends. You could definitely see how they got along; they both had the same sense of humor.

“That’s not even good.” You shook your head at another one of his jokes, the man leaning his elbows onto the table to move closer to you.

“You’re trying not to laugh right now, though.” He detected from your features, squinting his eyes at you as you shook your head, denying his claim.

It was then that you heard a call of your name from somewhere to the right of you, glancing over to see Seokjin approaching you with spread arms and a plastered on smile.

One you could see through right away.

“Hi, baby.” He cooed as he landed in the booth, wrapping you up in a hug as he began pressing kisses to your face with obnoxious ‘muah’ noises accompanying each one.

“Hi, Jinnie.” You chuckled, pulling back to study his features.

“Have you had a lot to drink?” You asked of his lovey state, getting only a shrug in response as his eyes followed something behind your back.

Turning your neck, you noticed that the booth was empty besides you two again, the man previously accompanying you now suddenly nowhere to be found.

“Hm, who was that?” Seokjin asked, you furrowing your brows in concern at his question.

“You don’t know him?” You asked, the man shaking his head as his expression mirrored yours.

“Well, I don’t know him either. Why would he come into a reserved spot?” You asked, your fiancé scoffing as he mumbled something under his breath.

“What?” You asked, watching on in confusion as he blew a breath past his lips.

“Probably trying something. I don’t like how close he was to you.” He added, frowning as you raised your eyebrows at his pouty words.

“Seokjin,” you started, “are you jealous of a stranger?” You smiled, the ridiculousness of the situation causing a wider grin to pull at your lips.

“Yah, stop it.” He pushed your hands away when you reached up to pinch at his cheeks, hiding his own smile as you flashed your ring at him.

“Are you really jealous of a stranger?” You asked again, wiggling your fingers to emphasize the diamond he’d given you, the man collecting your hand with a groan as he pulled you into his chest.

“No, I’m not.” He huffed, ending all teasing from you as he crashed his lips to yours, eager and passionate with the way he slipped his tongue into your mouth.

Groping at your thighs, he needily pulled you onto his lap, kicking the table back to make room and making you moan as he rutted his hips up into your core.

“Seokjin, what-”

“Mine. All mine.” He growled, pinching your back to make you gasp so that his tongue could push past your lips.

“S-seokjin, we’re in p-public.” You stuttered out as he thrusted his concealed erection up to your panties beneath your dress, slowly hiking it up your thighs before landing a smack to your butt.

“Hm, guess we should get home, then.”

§Bubbles

Yoongi, a famous music producer, and y/n, a writer, had been neighbors for a couple of months when Yoonji and her dad moved to the apartment in between the two. Due to some unbelievable coincidences, these two weird, incompatible people were appointed baby Yoonji’s babysitters. What will they do when something happens to Yoonji’s dad and she’s left alone in the world?

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Pairing: Producer!Yoongi x Writer!Reader

Genre: social media AU/Angst/Fluff

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; Taehyung x Reader

; Childhood best friends to lovers/Pregnancy!AU

; Genre: Fluff, light angst

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; Synopsis: Kim Taehyung has been a constant presence in your life for the last 25 years. The bestest friend a girl could ever want; he’s been there for you through all the good times and the bad. What happens though when you find yourself pregnant and abandoned? What happens when your best friend steps up in ways you never imagined?

; A/N: Behold! My first Tae fic…FINALLY. I struggle to write him so…I really…really hope everyone enjoys this!

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Sitting on the floor with your back to the couch, you let out a deep and troubled sigh as your fingers grasp at your hair. A slight tug makes your scalp smart, but you find that it’s a lot better to focus on that pain than the thoughts that are racing through your head right now.

What were you going to do? You’d finally managed to stabilise your life, with no student loans anymore and your job finally on the up. It had taken 6 years to finally get to the position of manager in your marketing team, being the ripe age of 30. Not that there was anything wrong with 30.

And you’d felt that it was all coming together, with a great job, a great family, wonderful friends and a boyfriend that you felt could possibly be the one. You’d only been dating Jin for six months, but you’d felt that the whip smart lawyer could be the one you’d finally tie the knot with.

Finally get your parents off your back about marriage and possibly work on providing them with the grandkids they so desperately wanted.

Leaning your head back against the cushions, you stare up at the white ceiling with a dull gaze as you consider that it’s probably for the best you hadn’t gotten too in depth when planning out your future. Because who would have seen this coming?

The door opening lets you know that your roommate has finally come back from his own place of work, and the rustling of bags tells you that he’s likely brought your favourite takeout from the Chinese down the street.

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