Okay But Imagine An Au Where Gojo Is The Fallen Angel And Youre His Ex Lover, The Embodiment Of Purity,

okay but imagine an au where gojo is the fallen angel and you’re his ex lover, the embodiment of purity, before he reigned his fiery throne?

a little something i wrote on the commute back home *

poc coded reader

“trying not to fall into temptation?”

“not in the slightest,” your eyes are laser focused.

his scarlet lips curls with mischief. he circles around you, blocking your line of sight.

you’re forced to look at him in all his dark, sinister, glory.

“i find that very hard to believe.”

your perfectly shaped brows twist, the rest of your features furrowing at his antics.

“believe what you want,” your eyes flicker to the illuminated numbers steadily increasing. “i’d like to end this conversation here before i get off.”

the two of you are holding a staring match and suddenly you’re hyper aware of how hot the elevator feels. it was his doing no doubt.

your head snaps down towards your white robe of which the ends are suddenly lighting aflame. the beating in your chest is becoming hard to ignore and the air feels stuffy and unbearable.

you glare at him.

“satoru.”

his eyes have a playful glint behind them.

“you wound me, beloved,” he feigns an ache in his chest with his hands. “there was once upon a time you said my name with such solace.”

“once upon a time...” you reiterate.

Hello please reblog this if you’re okay with people sending you random asks to get to know you better

idk if you’re taking any requests or not but if you are could you write jungkook x thick poc 🫶🏽✨

ofc lovely, idk if you meant thick in terms of like reader having a fat ass or a chubby bodied reader or both but for now let’s go with the latter

piercer!jungkook x chubby bodied! poc reader

warnings; possible grammatical errors but f it we ball. smut. ginger yoongi cameo

poc coded for my poc girls

“fuck i’m so nervous..” you mutter to yourself, knee bouncing as you wait for your piercer to get their equipment ready.

you had just finished signing what needed to be signed and now you were waiting your turn but as the seconds went by you were thinking about booking it the hell on out of there.

“relax girl, you’ll be fine. i’ve been getting pierced here for years. they’re going to treat you right, i promise.” ninging’s reassuring you with her dainty, manicured hands, clasped over yours.

you weren’t scared about a needle going through your nipples but you were starting to become a tad self conscious about if it’d look good or not. you heard that this piercing in particular was a confidence booster and it made you want to get them even more.

before you could relay the message to your best friend, a ginger haired male appears from behind the black curtain that sectioned off the next room. with a nod towards said curtain, he gestures you over to follow him and with baited breath.. you do.

your throat feels dry and give one last look to ningning who’s giving you a thumbs up with a big grin stretched across her lips.

you let out a breath and pull the curtains back, entering the next room. your eyes are instantly met with a black chair you’d see in a dentist office and a whole set up that looks expensive as fuck.

pictures of people with various body modifications, tattoos and piercings litter the walls. your eyes travel across the room, taking everything in until they land on a pair of soft brown ones and it’s then, you finally see him.

he’s standing at one of the four corners of the room, cladding his hands in black latex gloves. his dark hair frames his face beautifully, falling a little bit above his broad shoulders. a lip ring hangs onto the bottom of his lip, a silver bar to match on his brow. the rolled up sleeves to his shirt gives you a view of arms, one littered with beautiful ink.

his lips curl into a smile as he immediately notes you ogling at him. the feelings mutual though as he takes in your figure. your outfit complimenting every part of you. there’s something about your presence that’s drawing him in and it’s not just your body.

“alright, i’m gonna go on break.” the gingered male announces, turning on his heels to exit the room.

now it’s just you and who you assume to be your piercer.

“you can have a seat in that chair over there,” his voice is sweet. it doesn’t match his looks at all but hey, you’re not complaining.

“I’m jungkook by the way.”

“..y/n”

you bite your inner cheek as you make your way over to the chair, holding your purse close to your stomach, waiting for further instructions. As you sit in the chair it’s dawning on you that this hot ass fucking piercer, looking fresh out of the front page of vogue, is going to see your tits.

The thought makes your chest feel heavy, you chew on your bottom lip in an attempt to control your mind from wandering elsewhere.

With all the shuffling behind you, you presume that he’s getting his equipment ready. You're lost in your thoughts, constantly turning on your phone to check the time and for notifications even though you knew there weren’t any. Your head snaps up at the sound of his voice, slightly startled due to the fact that it’s been a while since he spoke.

He’s standing next to you now. Matter of fact, towering over you, a soft expression etched onto his face.

“You know, if you’re uncomfortable with me doing it. Our female piercer is like coming in thirty-”

“No! I’m fine honestly,” you reassure the man but he’s not so convinced.. So you hesitantly press further. “I’m not worried about that.. It’s just that i’m kind of having doubts about getting them.”

In all of jungkook’s seven years as a piercer, he’s heard it all. He was familiar with the nervous looks and anxious ticks. He’s heard all in the questions and concerns in the book. So with that being said.

“You know,” he starts, resting his tattooed arm on the chair while leaning down towards you, that fucking grin forming on his lips again. At this point he’s close enough to the point where you can smell the faint scent of thc that’s over powered by the minty gum that he’s currently chewing.

Your heart is in your throat as your eyes are basically bulging out your head. You usually weren’t one for people being in your personal space but this was okay.. More than okay.

God, you felt like such a perv for wanting him to come in closer.

“I’ve heard that i’m pretty convincing. Why are you doubting the piercing?”

You swallow thickly, blinking rapidly as you try to find your voice. “I’m kind of worried they won’t look good on me.” your voice is small.

Jungkook is slightly taken aback, a hint of confusion spreads across his features before he drops it and flashes you a warm smile. “If that’s the case, you have nothing to worry about.. But if you want a second opinion, lift up your shirt for me.”

Your insides are internally screaming at the last part. Even though you were aware he was just doing his job, the tone of his voice was taking effect on you. So much so that jungkook notices the way your thighs subconsciously push together. Oh, he likes this.

It takes you a few seconds to actually grab onto the ends of your shirt, lifting it up over your breasts.

Jungkook runs his tongue across his pierced lip, eyes glued to your chest and for a while he doesn’t say anything and you begin to feel more self conscious than before. As you begin to pull down your shirt, he grabs your wrist with his free hand, he’s looking at you with an intense stare that makes your heart leap out of your chest.

“As a piercer, you have nothing to worry about,”

You find your lips moving faster than your mind is able to comprehend.

“Personal opinion?”

Jungkook’s gaze drops down to your chest before flickering back to your face.

“I’ll show you, if you let me,” he’s dropping down to his knees, face leveled between your thighs, tilting his head while he’s looking up at you. “Please?”

You immediately find yourself nodding. You feel your core heat beneath your shorts. You’re slightly startled when he pushes the lever down, bringing your chair down so that he’s face to face with your tits.

He’s staring up at you as he’s leaning in, looking for any signs of uncomfort. He’s so close now. His breath fans onto your sensitive bud, closing his eyes as he takes it into his mouth. It warm. So warm.

Your lip is pulled between your teeth as you watch him. His tongue swipes over your nipple and it’s then that you feel something small poke against it and it dawns on you that he has a tongue piercing. The realization makes your cunt flutter, you try clenching your thighs again but is obstructed jungkook whose body you forgot was in between them.

His hands find their way to your plush thighs, smoothing his palms over them as his eyes flicker open.

You can’t control the obscenity that’s flying out your mouth. “F-fuck.” you whimper which makes jungkook’s dick twitch in his pants.

He removes his lips from your now wet nipple, kissing the top of your knee. “You have to be quiet for me, pretty girl ‘kay?”

You look up towards the fluorescent light and silently nod, cheeks heating in the process at the nickname he threw in there.

He’s smiling before going back in but this time giving your other nipple some attention. His ministrations are ten fold this time. His tongue swirls against your nipple while sliding one of his hands onto your clothed cunt. His hand slides under your pussy, rubbing his nimble fingers against it. You’re responsive with a soft gasp leaving you. This makes jungkook smile and he switches from working his tongue on you to full on sucking your tit.

You look down to see jungkook and god does submissive look so good on him. He’s got an innocent look going as if he’s not making out with your tit and totally not trying to finger fuck you in the process.

The sight makes you moan softly, your back arches off the chair and this makes jungkook’s fingers move faster. He somehow finds your clit through your shorts and rubs it, applying pressure.

Your moans are music to his ears, he’s half hard but could probably cum off this alone. Pleasure looks absolutely gorgeous on you and he’d do anything to see you like this again.. Maybe even forever.

He’s lost in you until your breathing is heavy and you’re looking down on him again. “J-jungkook,”

He’s humming against your nipple “hm?”

“I’m gonna cum.” you’re whining at this point, face twisted and ridden with euphoria.

In one swift move that leaves you utterly speechless because he’s practically handling you with ease, he unlatches himself from your nipple and tears down your panties and your shorts down to your knees. He wraps his arms around your deliciously thick thighs, pulling you down towards the end of the chair, leaving your pussy exposed to him.

He takes a moment to admire how wet you are for him, practically drooling at how pretty your pussy is. He wastes no more time and attaches his lips to your clit, sucking on it harshly. His tongue delves down your slit then back up to your clit, flicking it with the ball of his tongue piercing.

your hands fly to his hair, tugging on it which makes jungkook moan into your pussy. the vibrations adding onto the immense pleasure you were already feeling.

your eyes roll to the back of your head, lost in the midst of it all as he goes from licking at your clit to full on fucking you with his tongue. your mouth is ajar at the feeling and soon enough you’re creaming around his tongue, a broken cry falling from your pretty lips.

jungkook laps it all up like a man starved. you shudder at the feeling of being overstimulated but you taste so good he basks in it, hoping that you have more for him. when he realizes that you don’t he taps your thigh to get you to look at him.

it takes all the strength you have left and crane your neck down towards him, slowly opening your eyes. jungkook smiles at the fact how utterly fucked out you are but still manage to look so pretty.

“piercing free of charge if you can squirt for me.”

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please this was supposed to be like a small drabble

okay first, welcome to all the new followers :) feel free to converse with me or whatever, i’m nice i swear. 2nd i get off work not so late tomorrow so i got y’all with p2 of “don’t accidentally beat your dick to your best friend” tomorrow 💗

it’s up btw, just posted it 🦅

hoseok x reader and they’re roommates who realize they have feelings for each other? 🤔

If yoongi had a girlfriend that did onlyfans kpop idol au! warnings; slight nsfw?

★ when you guys started dating you weren’t doing onlyfans as yet. you worked at a tattoo parlor and made a name for yourself in the tattoo artist world; getting a boost in career when jungkook came to the parlor you worked at with yoongi accompanying him to get a cover up.

★ yoongi always made it his business to let you know how much he adored your figure. always reminding you how beautiful you looked or how “if anyone else wore that they’d fail miserably.” this resulted in giving you a boost in confidence and you wanted to share that confidence with others.

★ he was skeptical at first, not because he was against sex work but because the fist thing that came to mind was your content getting leaked and it possibly being used against him and the boys.

★ after a while he encourages the idea and even gives you suggestions on how to spice up your content.

★ at first you started with cute tease pics and eventually delved into more explicit content.

★ if you think yoongi doesn’t direct your shoots and edit the shots, think the fuck again.

★ it’s no secret that the man is multi-talented, he’s a jack of all traits so becomes the one behind your camera and the one behind the monitor, making sure the lighting is subpar and your goods are on perfect display.

★ “do you think i’d look good in latex?” yoongi stops clacking away at his laptop, shifting his attention towards you from the bed. “oh?” he raises a brow. “are you gonna go full dominatrix?”

★ “yeah, on you.”

★ “that’s real cute y/n.”

★ sometimes you have to do your shoots alone while yoongi is off doing idol things. it’s not the same when your hypeman/lover isn’t there to tell you what position works and if you short have your head this way or that way.

★ however, when he comes home and sees you all dolled up and dressed up in the sluttiest of outfits, best believe he’s gonna make the most out of it.

★ “yoongi pleaseeee, i’ll cut out your face.”

★ “if you’re gonna do that, might as well take one with my head buried between your legs.”

★ when you become the highest paid creator, yoongi surprises you with a strawberry shortcake and a bunch of balloons in your favorite color.

★ yoongi is so proud and supportive. he admires the fact that you continue tattooing and making content on onlyfans.

★ “now that you’re like rich n shit, i just think it would be nice to take me out for dinner or fly the both of us out to paris or new york.”

★ “yoongi?”

★ “yeah?” he has that dumb puppy look on his face and your smart remark dies on your tongue.

★ “sure. why the fuck not.”

★ “i love you.”

★ “i’m sure you do.”