Of Memes And Mood Swings| Jungkook

of memes and mood swings | jungkook

genre  ―   tons of fluff, slight smut & slight angst

pairing  ― photographer!jungkook x reader

word count  ― 4,108

synopsis   ― ❝ babies are born weighing 30kg, right? ❞ + turns out that 2017 wasn’t just a meme on twitter, especially a particular number of months made the year more eventful than you’d thought it’d be after your boyfriend promises you that he would pull out. or to make a long fucking story short: the wild ride that is your pregnancy.

warning ― a lot of meme mentions, a soft boyfriend!guk soon to be accompanied by a soft dad!guk 

author’s note  ―  ya okay i always wanted to write a pregnancy au and the mention of last years memes was just something that screams me, ya dig? it’s kind of short but expect a lot of drabbles to this since i let out a lot of months!! * I looked up the name meanings on four different pages and; Ahyoung/yeong means beautiful flower/petal/leaf & Gaeul means Autumn. Please tell if they’re wrong though!

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filed under: it’s emo hours

notes: i’m sorry in advance but ya girls an angst hoe 

your daughter, you quickly learn, is her father’s carbon copy. maybe that’s why she loves you so much.

yoongi doesn’t know how you do it, because maya’s at that age where she can sense something is wrong without being able to place it, let alone express it. it’s such a tricky age to manoeuvre but if anyone were to navigate through so seamlessly, it’s you. that’s what worries him.

“i can take her while you’re at your appointment,” yoongi says, not really an offer but a statement. he’s taking her like it or not and he’s going to buy her copious amounts of ice cream one way or another.

you smile at him, a thank you and i love you in one, and it’s moments like that with your hair undone and the house quiet that yoongi thinks his love for you will suffocate him. he watches you twirl your fingers through maya’s hair while she sleeps on your lap. “it’s okay, i cancelled last night. i wanna stay home with you two tomorrow.”

yoongi does that thing where his mouth thins into a line and his cheeks dimple unhappily. “___.”

“mm?”

as much as he revels in that faint cheekiness, remnants of who you used to be, he forces the words out. “no skipping. you promised me you’d go to every session.”

a sigh. “i know.”

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𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: fanboy!taehyung x artist!reader

𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 13.7k

𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: still bitter about a scandal that ruined your painting career, you’re recommended a getaway by your therapist to a small island off the coast of seoul. expecting a tranquil location to wallow in self-pity, you’re startled when on your first night, you encounter an avid fan of your work. instead of annoying you for an autograph, kim taehyung ends up being the very thing you need to fall in love with art again.

𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: sexually explicit content, reader suffers from poor mental health but nothing serious, unprotected sex, oral (f receiving), fingering, praise, that’s kinda it, it’s pretty soft tbh

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The breeze is light here, broken by the gentle rise of the sand dunes behind you. It runs over your skin like water, a warm current that lasts long after the sun slips below the horizon line.

You sit for hours watching it, the tail of pinks and oranges and ochres that reflect thickly on the top of the water, the shallow crests of low tide. There’s a pull in your heart, a twitch at your fingers. The you a year ago would’ve had her paints out already, an easel with legs precariously shoved in the dry sand. The you a year ago would have been tossing up whether cadmium yellow or cadmium orange would suit the last slip of sun above the water, and whether you should wait til it was gone entirely to save making the decision.

Then again, the you a year ago would never have needed to come here.

The you today just waits, silently, you don’t even know what for. You’d been told this was a getaway. That you just needed some time to recover your muse, or some bullshit like that. But the more time you sit in silence and watch the sky blacken to navy and the stars prick the darkness with dazzling clarity, you think your therapist was wrong. How was this a getaway when all your problems were still festering inside you?

“Oh my god, Y/n L/n?”

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hi , could you do a yoongi smut where he is your best friend and you ask him to teach you how to give a bj? ( thanks and sorry for my bad english 🇦🇷)😘

Lessons:

You sat there chewing on the stick of the sucker you hadjust finished devouring. Your eyes flickered from the screen, to Yoongi’s face,to the dials on the remote control back to Yoongi’s lips. His fingers, hisslender frame lounging on the couch next to yours. You could feel the heatrising in your cheeks the more you looked at him. Sometimes you even played itoff, acting like you were staring at the TV but you were really checking himout from the corner of your eye. You lifted an eyebrow noticing how he washuffing and puffing next to you a light scowl dancing on his lips as he combedthrough his blonde locks.

“Is something the matter?” You asked as the silence becametoo much, the tension in the room soon getting thick.

“Yes. I think you could help me solve it.” Yoongi repliedsmartly turning to face you. His dark eyes narrowed as your eyes met his andyou could feel your heart drop into your stomach.

“Why do you keep staring at me?” Yoongi questioned and youreyes opened wide.

“I’m-“

“I swear to god Y/N if you say you weren’t staring at me I’mgoing to leave.” Yoongi was being a bit stern but you could see under thefacade of his tough boy act. Still, you didn’t want to upset him you guys werebest friends after all and he scolded you like his other friends but hisactions to make you apologize are sometimes a bit worse than what he does tothe other six. Sighing, you nodded shifting to face him in your seat lettingthe sucker stick press against the inside of your jaw.

“I wanted to ask for your help with something.” You startedslowly and when you could see it in his eyes that he was encouraging you to goon you sighed jutting out your lower lip. “Can you teach me how to blow you?”You asked softly and Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows.

“Blow me?” He repeated, and you nodded feeling your facebecome warm from embarrassment as you pressed on.

“Yes, blow you, like you know give you head? Suck yourdick?” You stated and Yoongi frowned standing up.

“If you’re going to talk nonsense I’m going home.” Hestated, and you rolled your eyes reaching for his wrist to pull him back downbeside you. After a few minutes of lazy tug and war he let you win with a groansitting back down beside you.

“I’m serious Yoongi. I really need your help with this.” Youwhined softly still tugging on his wrist.

“Why do you want to do that? And why me? Is it because youlike me?” He teased wiggling his eyebrows and you slapped at his arm. Yes, youliked him as your best friend, but you wouldn’t dare let him feed into that toomuch.

“Shut up asshole. Here is the thing, lately whenever I givehead it’s like I’m not pleasing my partner anymore. I mean he does cum but nowit takes longer, and his eyes doesn’t roll the way it used to. I think I’mgoing soft and I know you’re a very picky person so if you could teach me thenmaybe it could work on him?” You mused rubbing up and down Yoongi’s arm tryingto coax him.

“A dick is a dick.”

“A mouth is a mouth.” You countered as he paused and gaveyou an incredulous look.

“How do you know he will even like what I like?” Yoongiquestioned you and that did stomp you.

“Well I don’t-“

“Okay well case closed.” Yoongi stated and you could feelyour anger rising inside. Giving a light frustrated yell, you stood up grabbingat your belongings.

“Where are you going?” Yoongi asked grabbing on your pantsleg as you tried to move away from the couch.

“If you’re not going to help me I’m going to ask Taehyung.”You lightly shook your leg to pry his fingers off, but his grip tightened atyour words.

“How do you know Taehyung wouldn’t say the same thing?”Yoongi asked and you smiled.

“Taehyung likes oral as much as I do.” You chirped andYoongi managed to wrestle you back down on the couch.

“You both need to calm down with that, sex is addicting.”

“A dick is a dick.” You repeated batting your eyelashes.

“I like oral too.” Yoongi said next almost pouting and youhad to try your hardest to not laugh as you pushed at his chin lightly.

“But you didn’t want my oral so what’s the problem?” Youasked and Yoongi tilted his head.

“I don’t want my best friend slobbering all over Taehyung.He would never shut up about it. Besides, I’m more experienced.” Yoongi gloatedwiggling his eyebrows.

“Experienced and single.” You gave him a deadpan stare thathe matched.

“If I had a girlfriend or if Taehyung did then what wouldthat make you? You wouldn’t even be able to live out your little fantasy.” Hepinched your nose pulling back which you followed with soft whimpers slappingat his hand.

“Are you going to help me or not?” You asked and Yoongi gavea mischievous smirk.

“Does your eyes roll back when he eats you out?” Yoongiasked and it took you a moment to think about it. But the more you did the moreyou felt confused.

“Not.. Lately.” You admitted and Yoongi hummed grabbing atyour phone and things to put them back on your table.

“How about this. I’ll show you how to give head, a fewtricks that should make any man come undone. Or at least the ones I know,because we talk about this. And in return you can show me how you liked to beeaten out.” Yoongi gave a sweet smile and your heart rate sped up as he watchedyou.

“But why me? I am fine with what he gives me!” You lied, itwas horrible, but you couldn’t let your best friend eat you out.

“A mouth is a mouth?” He questioned, and you narrowed youreyes gritting your teeth at the shit eating grin plastered across his face.

“Fine asshole.” You mumbled and Yoongi chuckled sitting backdown beside you, grabbing at your hand he tugged lightly.

“Good now on your knees.” He commanded softly. You didn’texpect this too move so quickly, you suddenly felt like a little lamb in alion’s den, but you knew that it was too late for you to try to back down now.Once you provoke someone, especially Yoongi he expects you to keep your word.You slid down off the couch and stationed yourself on your knees as Yoongiopened his legs for you. He was staring at you with dark eyes, waiting for youas his legs softly rocked out and in. “Well?” He questioned, and you lifted aneyebrow questioning him. “Dammit, y/n. Do I have to do this as well too? I needyou to pull my dick out. Get me hard, do something, if you can.” Yoongi tauntedand you felt insulted slightly, but you couldn’t help but laugh because of hisrude ass mouth. Biting on your lip, your moved your hands to trail up his jeancladded thighs, immediately you could feel his body become rigid, but he triedto appear relaxed.

Your hands gripped at his zipper and button, your eyeslocked on his as you pressed the palm of your hand down against his soft bulgerubbing it up and down. Your eyes cast downward as you became nervous andalmost too concentrated on his bulge, keeping your eyes stationed on it. Yoongigave a soft chuckle leaning over to grip at your chin he looked in your eyes.“Baby it’s a dick, not a magic trick. Don’t be so quick, take your time. Feelme.” He stopped your hand rolling his hips up instead as he pressed hisforehead against yours. “Try making out with him next time. Let him feel histongue against yours, and those soft lips. He will become worked up thinkingabout what they will do to him.” Yoongi muttered softly pressing closer to you.The blood was rushing every where in your body, you felt light headed and youhad both barely started. The smell of Yoongi’s hint of cologne hit your sensesas he invaded your space. His lips pressed against yours in a soft kiss thatyou were eager to deepen. “Slow, down.” Yoongi groaned against your lipsgripping tightly at your wrist. It was hard for you to be patient and takethings slow, but letting him have his way, you let Yoongi take the lead movingyour lips against his softer ones. He deepened the kiss molding your lipstogether starting to nibble and suck lightly on your top lip. You started tobite onto his plump lower lip flicking your tongue across the expanse of hisflesh before pulling it in your mouth to suck on it. You could feel him twitchinside of his pants a soft groan leaving his lips as your fingers started togrope him through his pants. Yoongi removed his hand to instead cup your cheekto deepen the kiss. He asked you for entrance which you granted parting yourlips to let his tongue dance against yours. The kiss was slow and sensual, histongue taking the lead and dominating the kiss while your hand worked on strokingthe outline of his hardening member through the confines of his pants. Hisbreath was becoming quicker, his movements a bit rough as he explored yourmouth. Yoongi tasted every inch of your warm cavern that he could, his fingersgripping at your hair before he pulled back to look down at your hand strokingthe outline of his cock, your fingertips pressing into his clothed bulge.

“Good job, you’re half way there.” He taunted, and youwanted to push him back so bad, but you let him have his fun. Your hands movedback towards his button and you undid it, but he slapped at your hand once yougrabbed for his zipper. “It won’t work all the time, but use your mouth. Whenyou do it on a rare setting it will almost make him explode. Patience.” Youleaned forward bracing yourself on your knees, looking up at him your teethgripped onto the silver zipper pulling it down slowly. You felt sheepish underhis gaze, so you tried to avoid it, but he once again gripped at your chinmaking you look up at him. “Eye contact. Don’t be afraid to look at him. He’syour lover, right? Let him know just how much he knows you. How exposed you areeven on your knees. If he can find some pleasure in your eyes, he will love iteven more.” You found it great and all but considering Yoongi wasn’t your loverand you realized for the first time that maybe this idea was not so good. Yourhands grabbed at Yoongi’s hips and you pulled down his pants as well, notreally surprised that he didn’t have on boxers underneath his pants.

Yoongi helped you kick off his pants, and he sat therewaiting for you. Your eyes trailed over his naked lower half and back uptowards his shaft. It was resting against his lower stomach, hard and red. Youcould see his veins popping out, the length was impressive you had to admit. Helooked heavy, he looked hard and from the way it twitched and jumped your mouthcouldn’t help but water at thinking about how it would feel. Yoongi wouldn’tsay anything to you about it, but seeing how hungry you were for his cock made somethingstir inside of him. The more you stared the more he wanted to grip at your hairand face fuck you, but he had to be patient and let you take the lead. It feltlike eternity but the moment you gripped onto his cock he released a soft sighsettling back against the seat. Your hand moved to grip at his thick girth.Pumping the expanse of his dick up and down, you darted your tongue out againstyour lower lip trying to follow his advice and take your time. Your hand wastesting out how hard you should grip at his shaft, you leaned forward to swipeyour tongue against the tip of his shaft, flicking it against the expanse ofhis head. You let it dance around the tip before sliding down the sides of hiscock and back up. Coating him with light spit it made pumping him easier, youreyes trained on his pulsing cock, the soft oozing of his precum. Yoongi haddark eyes, nibbling on his own lips as his breath picked up he saw you about totake him into your mouth and he shook his head grabbing at your locks.

“Tease me. Play with me. Use your tongue before you bob yourhead. I want you to rile me up.” Yoongi let his fingers comb through your hairand you let your hand wrap around the base of his cock. Nodding your head, youlet your tongue flick up and down against his flesh. You took your time traceover every vein you could find, letting your spit coat his whole member. Yourlips pressed against different parts of his cock. You let your tongue roamaround the bottom of his cock against the base of his shaft, your tonguedrifting up against his tip again. You gave Yoongi one look and took his softnod of his head, your mouth opened wide to wrap around the top sucking on hishead, your tongue flicked roughly up and down his slit, flattening to lap upall his sweetness. Your mouth lowered onto his cock taking every inch of ituntil you couldn’t fit anymore comfortably. You were bobbing your head at aslow pace, letting your tongue flatten so that your mouth could wrap snuglyaround him. Making soft slurping noises to suck up the excess spit, your handpumped what your mouth couldn’t reach. Yoongi let you take control and feel himout, his legs spreading wider, he was catching flickers of your gaze lingeringon his face. He chuckled deeply as his fingers tightened into your locks and hecoaxed you farther down his shaft.

“Go down, get that dick nice and wet princess.” He urged ina rough voice. You didn’t know what provoked you to do this, but you moaned,you moaned at how he commanded you. “Is that so?” Yoongi mused out loud pushingyour head down more. “Someone likes dirty talking. Fuck- keep moaning on mydick. You like having it shoved in your mouth, don’t you? I wouldn’t besurprised if you fantasized that it was my dick instead of his in your fuckingmouth you slut. I saw how you were staring at it, that weight feels really goodagainst your tongue doesn’t it, y/n?” You were squeezing your legs together themore he talked, you moaned more around his shaft, hearing the suck of air hetook as you moved to bob your head at a faster pace. Your eyes shut, and youtried to change your focus on something else so that you wouldn’t have a wetspot in your panties later. “Fucking look at me.” Yoongi ordered grippingtightly at your hair. Your eyes flew open and Yoongi saw all he needed to know.The submissiveness, the sheer want and need from your eyes. The hidden lustthat was just begging for his attention. “Such a slut.” Yoongi slapped yourhand away from his shaft and moved towards the end of the couch. You adjustedyour body for him, but he held your head in place looking down at you with acocky smirk. “You know why he can’t get satisfaction from you?” Yoongi asked ashe started to thrust his hips up into your mouth, pushing himself down yourthroat as he watched you. His place slow and the grip on your head told you tostay still.  Your heart was poundingagainst your ears and chest, but you willed yourself to listen to him becausefuck he was turning you on so bad right now. “He can’t get it because he’sletting you do all the fucking work. All you want is someone to take controland dominate you like the submissive girl you are. Isn’t that right? I bet if Icalled you kitten, you would cum in your panties untouched.” Yoongi started towatch your eyes flutter, he was loving this a bit more than he should have. Heknew in the back of his mind there were going to be things you both needed todeal with but for right now, he was all for getting lost in his personalpleasure and dragging you down with him. His hips pushed up against your faceas he roughly fucked it. His soft trimmed pubes brushing against your nose ashe swirled his hips against your face causing choking sounds to erupt from yourbody. The more he snapped his hips up the more you choked but you loved every minuteof it. Your hands stationed themselves on his ankles as you let Yoongi takeover. “Look at me, kitten.” Yoongi demanded and you did as he asked. “Look athow fucking ruined you are. I think you can do better. I need to feel yourtongue, fight back. Let me see how much you want my cock shoved down yourthroat.” Your tongue flicked up and down his shaft slowly, swirling when youcould and trying to find his most sensitive spots. “That’s right, fuck- so goodbaby keep it up.” Yoongi encouraged you once or twice before falling backsilent. You felt special in a way, knowing him you didn’t think Yoongi was everthe type to be vocal during sex. The few times you stay with him and he broughtpeople over the only thing you heard was a grunt when he climaxed. Of course,you thought because you were his best friend he wanted to encourage you as muchas he could.

Yoongi moved to grip at your nose, cutting of your air as heslid his hips all the way forward resting deep inside of your throat. Feelingyour throat tighten and heave against him was too much. His eyes rolled a bitand his mouth fell open as you fought to get yourself air. Yoongi pulled backletting you breathe as your body fell forward slightly. “Don’t give up, you’redoing so good, I’m almost there.” Yoongi slide his cock back inside of yourmouth holding it in place before he ground his hips against your mouth. Tearswere falling from the corner of your eyelids; your throat was burning and therewas spit falling from the sides of your mouth and down your chin getting ontoyour clothes. Yoongi was moaning softly, trying to control himself but youcould see that he was on cloud nine. He pulled back and sat down against thecouch releasing your nose. Grabbing at the base of his wet dick he tapped itover your face. “Finish me off.”

You moved forward to press your tongue against his cock onceagain, but one thing he didn’t teach you about was his balls, and you wanted toexplore that unknown territory to see what would happen. Your mouth latchedonto his ball sack as your hand focused on stroking his cock as at a fast pace.Yoongi growled softly as he watched your dark eyes focus on his body. Your lipswrapping around each of his balls sucking them eagerly. You could feel themtighten against your tongue and you smirked, pressing your thumb nail into theslit of his cock. Feeling his throbbing become more you pulled back slappinghis cock against your tongue, flicking it eagerly against his sensitive spot.

“Come on Yoongi. Cum for me and paint my face with your cum.I know you would love to see me be a truly ruined slut with your cum on myface.” You moaned playfully watching him as your hand squeezed tighter andmoved faster. Yoongi didn’t protest much, trying to narrow his eyes as hestared into your, but it didn’t work. He was rolling his head back, his hipsbucking against your hand in an erratic manner and sure enough he was paintingyour face with his cum. Whining softly as the warm cum painted your face, yourtongue darted out to lick up what you could. His was sweet, a hint ofbitterness but you would taste him again in a heartbeat if he asked. You wishedyou could see how his body was trembling against the couch, how white his knucklesmust have been from grabbing anything to calm himself down. Yoongi felt hiships tremble and buck lightly as you stroked him past his orgasm.

“Stop- “He warned weakly moving your hand so that he wouldn’tbe overstimulated. Yoongi watched you clean your face of his cum, he watched asyou took your shirt off to continue to clean your face.

Yoongi moved to pull his pants up. He situated himself inhis pants, standing over you. Yoongi watched you before he gave you anothersmile, patting on the couch and you tilted your head trying to catch yourbreath.

“You don’t think I’ve forgotten, do you? It’s my turn.”Yoongi grabbed at your wrist and though you were nervous willingly you went.Yoongi sat you on your ass, his hands spread your legs wide, looking at the wetspot between your shorts. He chuckled leaning forward to give kisses to yourcenter before he discarded your bottoms looking in your eyes. “I hope you’reready to leave him, because when I’m done with this pussy, it won’t even know hisname.”

The Positive [Masterlist]

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: estranged friends to…parents? and lovers?

Warnings: Smut, angst, alcohol, Taehyung is a manwhore with Peter Pan syndrome, pregnancy, birth, fluff

Summary: After what is supposed to be a one night stand with a lost and immature college friend named Taehyung that you haven’t seen in years, you find out you’re pregnant. How do you keep it together when your baby daddy works at a movie theater and has a reputation for charming the pants off of anything that moves? TLDR: Slutty, deadbeat Taehyung has to learn how to be a man when he knocks up a bad bitch business woman.

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Prologue 

Part 1 (Coming Soon!)

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filed under. i totally forgot i wrote this. also i like the name eunmi sue me 

notes. thank you to @lonelyending for reading thru this crusty story and making me feel good enough about it again to post it. also @suga-kookiemonster bc im pretty sure i sent u this like a year ago and u told me to post it it but….i forgot abt it shdgjsgd. writing/life in general has been hard recently so pls accept this kookfic to hold yous over until i update just one

genre. fluff, light comedy, light angst, smut

warnings. smut (oral sex: f receiving, penetrative unprotected sex) 

length. 5.1k

the first thing jungkook thinks when he sees you is wow.

he hasn’t been up for very long, and you don’t even know he’s looking at you through the window. yoongi-hyung has wrapped you up in his arms as you sob and sob, muted behind the protective hospital glass. even with messy hair and wet eyes he’s starstruck. it’s why he recoils slightly when jimin and namjoon explain to him that you’re his wife.

“my,” he can’t even say the word. “my…”

“your wife,” namjoon repeats. “you know what a wife is, right? marriage?”

“yes,” jungkook huffs, digging his nails into his scalp. “i lost my memory, hyung, not my fucking brain cells." 

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