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the switch
→scenario: You think you’re getting a normal Christmas present from your boyfriend Hoseok, but what he doesn’t tell you is that your gift includes a special power he and the rest of the boys have, enabling them to switch off between one another… during sex.
→pairing: bts | reader
→genre: smut
→word count: 9,085
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Bunny Boy | 01
Word Count: 3340 ❀ Warning(s): Language, mentions of sex. No smut yet ~~
// Part One // Part Two // Part Three // Part Four // Part Five // Completed.
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Terms of Endearment (M)
➳ Kim Taehyung saved you, in more ways than one. Despite how unorthodox his methods of affection were, you couldn’t say anything – besides, he never went too far. Nothing was ‘too far’ when it came to keeping you by his side, right?
Pairing: Yandere! Kim Taehyung x Reader | (implied) future! Jeon Jungkook x Reader
Genre: Angst, Smut, university au! yandere au!
Warnings: violence, death, non-con marking, graphic descriptions of gore, abuse (and mentions of it), stockholm syndrome; smut warnings - (major)sadism + masochism, dom + sub tones, dirty talk, oral (receiving & giving), overstimulation, multiple orgasms
Notes: !!!HEAVILY INSPIRED BY ‘KILLING STALKING’!!! Please do not read if you are faint of heart, and I definitely do not support ANY of this. And I am definitely not romanticising this toxicity. I haven’t edited this.. well… soz lol.
masterlist | 18.3k Words
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The Proposal part 1 |M|
Description: You’re tired of being alone for years without a boyfriend so you propose a deal to Jimin. Little did you know your little affair will unfold to be more than secret kisses at night.
Pairing: Jimin x Reader
word count: 5.2k
tags: smut for days, fluff(in later chapters), angst(in later chapters), badboy!Jimin, collegeAU!Jimin
Your heart would’ve jumped right out of your chest if not for your ribs that confined them because your heart was beating so fast. As you walked down the steps with stiff legs, your eyes were settled on the man who sat just a few rows ahead of you. You took in the his outfit–a simple over-sized black hoodie and ripped denim jeans. He was shoving his belongings inside of his black backpack as you approached him.
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Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jeon Jungkook/Reader Characters: Jeon Jungkook, Park Jimin (BTS), Kim Taehyung | V, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Min Yoongi | Suga, Kim Namjoon | RM, Kim Seokjin | Jin Additional Tags: Roommates, Best Friends, Smut, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Daddy Kink, Semi-Public Sex, Spanking, Dirty Talk, Alcohol, Friends With Benefits, Friends to Lovers, Jealousy, Jeon Jungkook is a Little Shit, Jeon Jungkook Is Bad at Feelings Summary:
Jeon Jungkook was many things. He was an asshole, a tease, and kind of an inconsiderate roommate. But most of all, he’s your best friend, and has been since you were 10. When he suddenly confesses his attraction to you and proposes sleeping together, you are smart enough to turn him down. You knew Jungkook; you knew how he moved from one girl to the next. You, too, were many things, but just another notch in Jungkook’s belt was something you’d never be.
Or, “You love to run your mouth, don’t you, baby girl?”
Teacher Knows Best
; Hoseok x Reader x Jimin
; Genre: Smut
; Word Count: 14k
; Warnings: Gratuitous sex, blowjobs, unprotected sex, threesome, it’s just filth
; Synopsis: Everyone knows that education is important, and the best educators are the most experienced. It’s only fair that they use that knowledge to nurture and teach others. So sit down and pay attention because Mr Jung is going to be giving a hands on lesson. Class is now in session.
; A/N: Be gentle, it’s my first smut. You can all thanks @rbuns @gimmesumsuga and @yminie (thank you for reading!) for encouraging me to write this. I hope it lives up to everyone’s expectations….now I’ma run!
Going into a primary school as an adult is always a strange experience as everything has been designed for kids, which means super tiny furniture and everything on a level that would require you to kneel down. It makes you feel a little like Godzilla running through a city.
Shaking your head to dislodge that bizarre thought, you continue to make your way to your boyfriend’s classroom. Hoseok taught Year 4 kids, which meant he had a class full of rowdy 8 and 9 year olds to wrangle every day. If his stories gushing about the kids and the sweet, fond smile he always got whenever he talked about them were an indication, he adored teaching them.
At 26, he’d been employed at the school now for three years and was onto his third class. You’d like to say that he was getting used to giving up his class when the end of the school year came, the now older children moving on up to Year 5 and becoming Mr Kim Namjoon’s problems while Hoseok inherited Mr Jeon Jungkook’s class.
You’d be lying though, as each year Hoseok had a minor mental breakdown at losing his class, usually resulting in him getting sad and depressive for a few weeks after they’d gone. He remained sad even a week or two after the start of the new year until he fell in love with his new class.
The sheer compassion Hoseok had for his class and his clear love of teaching were just two of the many things you loved about him. Even though you’d been together for six years now, his job had only made new parts of his personality come to life that allowed you to fall in love further.
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a secret garden(ia) of love
words: 2685
au: tattoo artist!jungkook x florist!reader
genre: fluff (warning: there’s some swearing but it’s still hella fluffy)
a/n: my first request (woop woop)! thanks so much to the anon who requested this! i’m still sort of surprised ppl would want me to write their ideas out so i’m truly honoured. and to anyone who’s ever read any of my stuff thank you! 💖 asdfghjkl i’m going to stop talking now and let you read! have a good night!! ✨
did jungkook look like a bad boy? yes. was he? nope. not even in the slightest. especially not when he was currently harbouring the biggest crush on you, the florist working at the shop across from his tattoo parlour.
jungkook doesn’t understand his crush on you and where it comes from. sure, he thought you were cute in your little apron. sure, he thought you were even cuter when he spotted you talking to and keeping your flowers company. sure, he was completely endeared by your obvious bias to a particular flower over the others. but he still couldn’t understand how he became this blushing mess of a person, who likes to glance out the parlour’s windows every now and then to see what you were up to.
what made this crush excruciatingly painful was the fact that he’s never spoken to you. he’s never gotten to hear your voice as your flowers have and he’s never gotten the chance to learn your name. he was just too damn shy and embarrassed to even try. not that it mattered, jungkook thought. he couldn’t fathom someone who seemed as sweet and bright as you, ever liking an oversized kid with an arm full of tattoos and ears decorated in piercings.
so, instead, he takes all his feelings and let them bleed out through the ink of his pens. he draws and draws the flower you seemed to love so much in every variation he can muster in his mind. and at times he finds himself doodling you with that flower tucked behind your ear, a light blush staining your cheeks.
he was whipped. a sad sort of whipped because he knew he didn’t have the courage to march across the street and ask you out, but whipped nonetheless. he convinced himself that he didn’t mind though. believing he was content enough to admire you afar, the same way you admired your flowers.
it was a real shame though. because much to your own frustrations, jungkook never seemed to notice the pair of eyes that admired him from across the street.
a few weeks pass and there’s no change in jungkook’s adoration of you. but he’s currently too busy with work to be thinking about it all the time. if he wasn’t working on a barrage of clients he was sketching tattoos designs for others between his appointments. he was completely swamped, but he doesn’t mind. this was what he lived for, putting art on people.
but no matter how much jungkook loved his job he was still excited at the fact that he had only one client left for the day. he had already prepped his studio with what he needed, giving him a handful of minutes to relax before the appointment began. so he decides to spend it at the front desk with his co-worker yoongi and chats with him about his day.
jungkook has his back against the door so as he chatters away, he doesn’t hear the sound of two people walking into the parlour. it isn’t until yoongi nods his head in the door’s direction that jungkook looks back to see who’s there. he immediately straightens up and turns around outstretching his hand to the two people standing approaching him. but his hand and jaw nearly drop with when sees who’s standing there.
this must be some sick twist of fate jungkook thinks. because standing right before his eyes is you, his crush, the florist from across the street. jungkook gulps, his palms already starting to sweat as he takes in your appearance. your friend moves first, grabbing jungkook’s hand and giving it a firm shake. she offers a polite hello as does he. she then drops his hand right after and turns back to you, ushering you to follow her up to the front desk. you smile politely as you pass by jungkook and stand next to your friend.
yoongi is well aware of jungkook’s little (huge) crush on you. (not that jungkook ever did a good job at hiding it.) so he smirks to himself as he asks for the name of the person who booked the appointment. your friend raises her hand at the call of her name, “that’s me.”
yoongi nods and turns to you, “i’m guessing you’re here as moral support?” you smile a little and nod. “yup, she said i had to come because who else would hold her lifeless body if she faints during the appointment.”
yoongi chuckles to himself and he sneaks a glance at jungkook. he can already see how entranced the boy was by your voice. jungkook never really knew how he imagined your voice to be. but somehow hearing it at that moment it seemed perfect for you. yoongi clears his throat and interrupts jungkook’s rosy thoughts. he then points to the lovestruck boy and introduces him.
“jungkook here will be the one doing your tattoo. he’s the best in the shop so you don’t have to worry, you’ll be in good hands.”
your friend smiles and turns towards jungkook with her hand outstretched for another shake. she introduces herself again, this time stating her name. “i’ll in your care, captain,” she says as she finishes it off with a salute. jungkook chuckles but salutes right back. he feels a little bit relaxed until he sees you peek from behind your friend. you shuffle up a little and offer your hand for a greeting as well.
jungkook drops his salute in a heartbeat and reaches out to hold your hand. he moves it up and down slowly, selfishly prolonging the moment as he offers up his name to you. you give him your own name too and jungkook beams. his smile is more to himself than to you, but he is so unremarkably happy to finally know your name. he repeats it in his head over and over again, locking it away to keep in his memories forever.
he reluctantly lets go of your hands and smiles to you and your friend. “it’s nice to meet you both. you guys can follow me and i’ll take you over to my studio.” you both nod and bid your goodbyes to yoongi as you two turn to follow jungkook. yoongi smiles back in acknowledgment but smirks when all your backs are turned to him. he scoffs in amusement to himself, “that kid is so whipped.”
the three of you move towards the back of the parlour and step into jungkook’s studio. as you enter you marvel at the space. it’s quaint but decorated with beautiful artwork and designs that jungkook has drawn. in the middle of the space, you notice a large chair and a table filled with different ink and tools. jungkook motions for you and your friend to make your way towards the chair as he goes off to grab his designs.
your friend sits in the chair as you stand next to her. she zips off her hoodie and exposes her arm and turns to you with a worried look. you give her a comforting smile, “don’t worry it will be fine.” as you rub her back to calm her down, jungkook returns next to you both. he has his designs in hand and smiles.
“ready to get started?”
your friend gulps but nods. jungkook puts on his gloves and immediately gets to work. he preps and shaves her arm, then applies the stencil of a bird on her arm. despite your presence in the room, he’s efficient in his movements and pays no real attention to you. he finishes off with the prep and moves on to start the tattoo machine. the buzzing sound of the machine fills the room and jungkook looks to your friend one last time.
“ready?” he asks tattoo gun in hand. your friend immediately grabs your hand and gives it an uncomfortable squeeze. “ready.”
jungkook chuckles, “you don’t have to worry, it’s a lot less painful than people expect. it’s a relatively small tattoo so it will be over in no time.” your friend releases a breath she’s been holding and nods her head. “okay. i trust you. i’m ready.”
“okay, i’m starting now,” he says. the tattoo gun meets the surface of your friend’s skin and she squeaks, squeezing your hand again. jungkook pauses, but your friend prompts him to continue. a few more seconds in, the pain disperses from her senses and she relaxes, letting go of your hand and starting small talk with jungkook. you say nothing throughout the appointment. you were too engrossed in seeing jungkook in his element to think of anything else.
just like jungkook said the tattoo doesn’t take much time. when he’s finished filling in the last bit of skin, he pulls back the gun and he relaxes back into his seat. he turns of the tattoo machine and lets a breath escape from his breath. “it’s done for now.”
you and your friend both look at her tattoo and gasp. “wow this looks amazing!” your friend says ecstatically. she smiles brightly as she shifts to show you the bird. you lean down and take in the tattoo that jungkook has skillfully drawn onto her arm. you ogle at his craftsmanship, at the details of the bird, its feather, the clean lines and shading.
“wow,” you whisper, “this is absolutely beautiful.” jungkook looks down into his hands, a sheepish smile on his face. he had managed to be professional this whole time but crumbled at your admiration of his work. he felt prideful knowing he had worked on that design for countless hours. and even if it wasn’t made for you to bear he was happy you still thought it was beautiful.
as you and your friend continue to gawk at the tattoo, jungkook gets up to grab his aftercare supplies. he comes back and begins to apply ointment and bandage up your friend’s arm, instructing her how to take care of it until their next appointment.
“thank you so much jungkook,” she says as she gets up from her chair and puts her hoodie back on.
“no problem, it’s my pleasure,” he replies
quickly grabbing her wallet you friend announces she’ll be back as she heads to the front to pay and book her next appointment. she instructs you to stay back in the room and you nod in agreement.
when your friend walks out the room professional jungkook goes out the door with her. meaning lovestruck, anti-bad boy, jungkook was back in business. he doesn’t know how to deal with this sudden alone time with you. so he moves around like a headless manic cleaning up his station to distract himself.
you watch him move around at a fast pace with only the clinking of his tools filling the room with sound. you don’t know what to do or what to say to cut the tension in the room. desperately, you look around the room hoping for any sort of conversation starter. that’s when you noticed one of his designs on the wall.
“oh! you like gardenias?”
jungkook’s head snaps up and his eyes feel like they want to pop out of their sockets. shit, he thinks. he’s left his sketches of those flowers posted around the walls of his studio. (although he thanks every deity to his knowledge that his co-workers bullied him enough into hiding that one sketch of you).
he breathes out a shaky chuckle, a hand rubbing along the back of his neck, “uh, yeah…”
your face brightens. a smile instantly gracing it and instantly shooting arrows into jungkook’s heart.
“i love those flowers! i didn’t think anyone else really knew about them.”
“uh well, they’re too pretty to not fall in love with them,” he says. describing you, not the flowers.
you nod your head, “yeah, gardenias are really pretty. i love the meaning behind them too.”
jungkook raises his eyebrows and moves a little closer to you “what do they mean?”
“they mean secret love,” you say a small smile appearing on your lips as your gaze attaches to his.
jungkook’s cheeks? redder than the roses he saw you take care of just yesterday. of course! his mind screams. of all the meanings in the world, of course, this one flower has to mean secret love
as relaxed as he can jungkook responds. “oh really? huh, wow. the more you know i guess. i didn’t know you were so knowledgeable about flowers.”
your smile falters slightly and jungkook panics wondering why. you let out a strained chuckle, trying to fill the sudden silence. “uh, well, i do own the flower shop across the street from here.”
shit. jungkook thinks. he wants to mentally beat himself up for feigning ignorance but jungkook knew to was too late to back out now. “oh! that’s your shop? your flowers are very pretty. no wonder you seemed a little familiar.”
your smile returns, happy with this revelation. “yeah! that’s my shop. i’ve seen you a couple of times outside your parlour, so i’m happy to finally meet you in person,”
dear god jungkook prays, thank you.
you continue speaking feeling a rush of heat and red creep up your neck and to your cheeks, “actually, this silly of me to ask, but uh…”
you pause, your hands are damp as they rub against in each other. your face feels like an inferno as you look away from jungkook’s gaze.
“i… uh, think you’re really cute? like your tattoos are really beautiful and you seem like a super nice guy. i always see you laughing from my shop- OH not that i’m spying on you or anything, i just-” you pause and take a deep breath. your lift your head up to see a jungkook that looks like he’s about to lose his soul. “i was just wondering if you wanted to grab a coffee or something sometime or i don’t know a movie? i… i… i’ll shut up now.”
if humans could self-combust, jungkook would have done so at this moment.
he doesn’t know what to feel right now. happy? surprised? suspicious? he looks at you and you’ve returned your gaze to the ground, too embarrassed to look at him. he stares at you in complete shock, the moment replaying in his head as he takes in what just happened.
no. fucking. way. jungkook thinks no. fucking. way.
“holy shit,” he says. you snap up to look at him. scared of what holy shit might mean.
“holy shit,” he repeats, his eyes meeting yours. “if i admit, that i’ve had a crush on you for a while too would that answer your question?”
your jaw drops in awe. “holy shit,” you say back, earning a snort from jungkook.
he smiles wide, his lips stretching from cheek to cheek. “hell yes, i’d love to get coffee with you or a movie or a something, sometime.”
you laugh, your hands reaching up to hold your face, feeling your cheeks ablaze. “wow" you breathe out “i can’t believe that actually worked out. i thought i’d never have the courage to speak to you”
jungkook chuckles along with you. "same, to be honest.”
he steps closer until he’s right in front of you. he gently peels your hands away from your face and holds them securely into his own. both of you look down at your hands, internally screaming, stunned that what had been a dream for the two of you was now a reality.
jungkook is the first to break the silence, “does friday night work for you?”
you look up and join your eyes with his and grin again. “that would be perfect. it’s a date.” you finish with a smile. a new found confidence overtakes you as reach up on the tips of your toes and place a quick kiss on jungkook’s cheek.
jungkook thanks every deity he’s ever known as his blush hits his face in full force. he looks you with a smile as soft as the petals of a gardenia and whispers,
“it’s a date.“
p.s: i made a sort of sequel called doodle sessions! check my masterlist to read it!✨
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kim Taehyung | V/Park Jimin Characters: Park Jimin (BTS), Kim Taehyung | V Additional Tags: pool boy, Pool, Pool Sex, Taehyung is a spoiled brat, Bad Porn Plots, Bad Porn, Anal Sex, Teasing Series: Part 3 of Bad Porn Summary:
Taehyung is bored, and he's got his sights set on the new pool boy.