#take Me Here

#take me here ☹️

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 jungkook x reader || 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 6.6k || 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆 smut, fluff, angst

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 part of the love yourself collab run by yours truly. your best friend jungkook finally convinces you to seek therapy for your failing mental health. the only catch? the one therapist that’s within your price range is an alternative marriage counsellor, jung hoseok, and the only way jungkook managed to get you an appointment was by saying the two of you were married. will couples counselling actually be useful for your wellbeing, or will something that runs much deeper rise to the surface instead?

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 language, fingering, oral (f receiving), jungkook being an absolute gentlemen in the bedroom and an absolute crackhead everywhere else, riding, protected sex, missionary, pretty vanilla sex, body worship, praising, mid-fuck love declarations, pretty soft honestly

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“You’re trying to tell me the two of you are married?”

You blink at the therapist. “Y-yeah. Yes. We are, indeed, married.”

Jungkook swallows, eyes wide. “Very married.”

Hoseok (he refused to let you call him Mister Jung) narrows his eyes, chin cocked suspiciously. “I don’t buy it. Do you have your documents on hand?”

You choke on spit, heart racing. He knows. “Do you- do we need to- I haven’t-”

The two of you stare in bewilderment as he drops the glare and slaps his knee, throwing his head back with a peak of laughter. “Ah, I’m just messing with you folks, you’re fine.” He calms, letting out a satisfied sigh as he looks back and forth between you. “I like to have fun here,” he reveals, “keep it real. The couples that come to me are going through the roughest times in their relationship, sometimes their whole lives, you know? Anyways, let’s move on. When did the two of you start having problems?”

“It was a dark and stormy Tuesday,” Jungkook divulges in a hushed tone. “I had indigestion because I had eaten three packets of ramen when I normally stick to two, so I was distracting myself with the new game I-”

“Okay, Tarantino,” you break in, “nobody gives a shit.” You turn to Hoseok. “There’s nothing wrong with Jungkook, so you don’t need to bother talking to him. I’m the problem; my mental health is pretty poor and I know I need help.”

The therapist nods slowly. “I appreciate you sharing your opinion, Y/n. However, marriage is a two-way street. In addition, I ask that the two of you refrain from interrupting each other in the future. The two of you deserve to have your say.”

“Yeah, Y/n,” Jungkook jibes, “let me speak! You should listen to your husband!”

Hoseok looks stricken. “Let’s avoid enforcing any gender roles, Jungkook. It’s not constructive or relevant in a marriage.”

Jungkook considers this. “Yeah, you’re right. I’m like, the best husband ever, but I would still absolutely ace the housewife shtick.”

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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙱𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚗𝚐 (𝙼)

+ 𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦-𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳.

+𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 4𝘬

+ 𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬/𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

+ 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘹, 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬, 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘤 𝘴𝘦𝘹, 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘦, 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘶𝘣-𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨!!, 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦

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“I don’t think you could handle it.”

“Aw, why not? Are you underestimating me because I’m a girl? That’s seriously fucked up!” Jungkook gives the punching bag one more jab before stepping back and exhaling deeply.

You were sitting idly on a bench, arms crossed as you watched Jungkook work through his usual gym schedule. He had a match coming up soon and if he didn’t have any time to hang out with you, you might as well show support by watching him practice.

Jungkook runs a hand through his dark hair, damp with sweat and sticking to his forehead. He was wearing a loose pair of gym shorts and he had ditched his shirt about an hour ago. As you watch him from the bench, you can’t help admiring your friend. He always had a passion for working out but he didn’t seriously get into boxing until maybe a year and a half ago. He’d grown so much since then. And not just emotionally.

Not only was he more confident but he was fucking built. He had delicious, golden washboard abs that you practically drooled over while watching him exercise. Literally. You could feel your mouth watering as his abdomen tensed and untensed with each punch to the punching bag, sweat dripping down his body, pecks jiggling-

“Ah, don’t put words in my mouth. It’s not because you’re a girl. It’s because, I don’t know, you have absolutely no prior boxing experience?” Jungkook rolls his eyes and unstraps his boxing gloves, an incredulous look on his face. His lips were parted and he was still breathing heavily from the intense workout.

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Kneel.

Word Count: 3.5k

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Established Relationship AU, smut (pwp)

Warnings: dom!Yoongi, sub!Reader, daddy kink, bondage, blindfolding, thigh-riding, gagging, hair-pulling, choking, degradation, praise, fingering, unprotected sex, rough sex, spanking, pussy-slapping, crying, orgasm control/denial, overstimulation, forced orgasms, creampie, aftercare, probably too many pet names

Rating: 18+

Summary: You should have known better. It wasn’t your place to keep disobeying him, but you just kept insisting, didn’t you?  

A/N: I literally wrote this entire thing yesterday fuelled only by thirst and the need to prove to myself and my wife @wwilloww that I can in fact write an entire pwp in one night. I hope it incites the same feelings in you as it did to me when I was writing it fhlkdfghd

Also this is entirely a certain someone’s fault that this exists, you know who you are. 

Tagging: @moonmintrails @dee-ehn @ezralia-writes @thatlongspringnight​

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Power Play (m)

⇥ written as part of the Lights, Camera, Action! pornstar collab ⇤

➾ 27.6k 

➾ warnings: degradation/ humiliation, unprotected sex, creampies, cum eating, thigh riding, ass play, spitting, mentions of religion (porn scene involving a Catholic priest and school girl- please skip over if this offends you!), mentions of impregnation

➾ a/n: thank you so much to my deli fairy @jimlingss for hearing me out when i was ranting about how hard it was to write this. you gave me so much inspiration and motivation to write, and this fic would not be here without you :D @parkmuse you are the absolute mvp for offering to beta read this monster. thank you for validating me when i needed it TT i know you’ll just nut over this so enjoy ;-) and of course!!!! @winetae I’m so happy and grateful to be a part of this collaboration 😭 im honoured to be able to fulfil your porn star dreams :”D 

happy valentine’s day 🌹❤️ 

please do check out the other lovely writers in the collab too!!

➾ summary: You know him as the A lister of all porn stars; a man who sits pretty in his place at the top of the food chain. But you also know him as the Park Jimin who single handedly humiliated you and ruined your own career as a rookie just starting out, the epitome of the biggest dick in the entire industry… and you’re not talking about his assets. But when Park Jimin comes to you, saying he’s in a slump that only you can get him out of and begs you to sign an exclusive contract with him; things get messy… in more ways than one.  

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reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something