Everyone gansta until jimin starts flirting
→𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔; you’ve been always there for your best friend, even when he became a single dad
→𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: jimin x reader
→𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: single dad jimin, best friends to lovers au, smut, fluff, tiny bit of angst
→𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: slight nipple play, oral (female receiving), protected sex, strong language, penetrative sex
→𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 11.4k
𝒎.𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 ⏤ 𝒌𝒐-𝒇𝒊
© 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐 (𝒏𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅)
The slightly cold breeze comes from the opened window, comfortable enough to balance the hotness in Jimin’s bedroom. His cheek is pressed against his pillow while his plump lips are puckered. His light blond hair is falling to his face, covering mostly his eyes but he doesn’t mind – not when he is deeply asleep, a soft puffs of breath leaves his mouth. His whole body aches with tiredness and strong need of sleep, which he welcomed with opened arms. He fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow and his body is wrapped around the thin sheet, which he managed to kick off while sleeping, due to hotness in the room. He is about to mindlessly turn around, to change his position since his neck starts to hurt from the twisted position, just to be woken up by soft cries from the other room. He probably should snap his eyes open, but he can’t, instead he slowly opens them with his head aching. He checks the time on his phone, the bright screen blinding him for a second before his eyes adjust to the brightness. 2:04am. He slept for two hours, his body and mind still tired. With a deep sigh, ignoring the headache, he forces his body from the comfort of his double bed.
His bare feet slowly pad against the wooden floor to the door from his bedroom, which he opens just to be met with faint lighting coming from the lamp in the living room. He sees the grey blanket slouched on his couch and a cup of something on the coffee table. The cries are slowing down but can be still heard, so Jimin picks up his pace and enters the smaller room right beside his. The sight he sees warms and shakes his heart at the same time.
There is you. The night lamp illuminates your figure, enough for him to see you. You’re standing in front of the crib with his baby wrapped in your arms, as you slowly hum into his daughter’s ear. You slightly rock her, cuddling yourself to her, the familiar scent of baby welcomes you. You love that smell.
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Pairing— Park Jimin x reader x Jeon Jungkook
Genre— SMUT, strangers to lovers au
Warnings— Switch!Jimin, Dom!Jungkook, Switch!reader, threesome, explicit unprotected and somewhat rough sex (stay safe my friends), double penetration (but like a bj and in your business at the same time? I’m bad with terminology I’m sorry), brief handjob, fingering, multiple orgasms, a booty slap, praise kink, slight derogatory kink, brief guy on guy action, nipple play, hair pulling, lots of kissing, teasing, swearing, PHEW I think that’s all? Please let me know if I forgot something
Word Count— 6k
Win(d)fôl: a piece of unexpected good fortune || After a bad breakup, you’ve given up on the prospect of a relationship, and on romance in general. Things take a turn once you get dragged to a mysterious party an encounter an alluring stranger.
A/N— Happy 2021~ I hope you guys enjoy this sinful fic! This was the first fic I ever wrote a threesome scene for and I was quite happy with how it turned out. Reviews and reblogs are greatly appreciated <3
Ever since your breakup, it was as if love was in the air for everyone but you. Seeing happy couples everywhere served as a constant reminder of your bitter split with your longtime boyfriend. Your jerk ex-boyfriend dumped you right before the holiday season, even after you had planned to spend Christmas and New Years’ with him. Left dejected and inconsolable, you gave up on the idea of romance.
“You gotta stop moping around,” your friend, Chungha, tried to cheer you up.
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IM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS
part of the once upon a holiday collab with @underthejoon @fantasybangtan @kpopfanfictrash @lamourche @hobidreams and @junghelioseok!
summary⇢ it all started by accident, but it continues by choice—even before you began sleeping together, things with your friend taehyung have always been comfortable and easy. simple, and this new arrangement between you is certainly no exception to that rule. well…that’s definitely what you thought before a major snowstorm traps the two of you in his apartment over the holidays. now? now, it is quickly becoming apparent that things are a bit more complicated than you realized. pairing⇢ taehyung/reader word count⇢ 18.8k 😩🤦🏽♀️ rating⇢ 18+ genre⇢ smut | fluff | fwb!au | snowed in!au warnings⇢ sexual content, oral (m+f receiving), unprotected sex, fingering, a decent amount of netflix and chilling because they’re stuck in the house and horny, a lot of domesticity because mmm, that’s that good stuff 😌, angst, pininggggg
a/n⇢ it’s finally here!! 🙌🏾 i really procrastinated and let it fester until i was forced to churn 19k out in a couple weeks, huh ☠️☠️ classic me lmao. here’s to better planning in the new year! 🤣mood for this fic is this. hope you enjoy! 😊
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pairing(s): yoongi x reader x jungkook
summary: Min Yoongi is a lot of things. Troublemaker. Initiator. Instigator. Trickster. All these things, for you, done with Jeon Jungkook and his own brand of sin. Teasing each other, fucking you until you can’t think, all day and all night. In damn public too, at a concert, Yoongi fingering you backstage and Jungkook fingering you in the crowd, so wrong. Sure. Yes. Please, more.
warnings: rated M (18+) for language; slut shaming; alcohol consumption; who knows if I’m going to give you closure but it’s obvious now; fluff and feels; smut (fem reader, public sex, dry humping, fingering, penetrative sex, m-masturbation, photography during sex, cum eating, thigh riding, phone sex, f-receiving oral, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, threesome, choking); non-idol!AU - friends with benefits / lovers? with Yoongi and JK
a–dick–ted au, but can be read alone as YoonKook PWP.
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“Look at me.”
Dark, raspy, deep. He had you right where he wanted you, enslaved to his words. Pure desire in his tone, invading your head like smoke, and you inhaled it all, filling your lungs to the brim, enveloping yourself in the way his voice made you feel. You couldn’t look away from those cat-like eyes even if you wanted to. His lips curved into an open-mouthed smirk.
His deft fingers slid under the hem of your skirt.
There was noise all around you. You didn’t know any of these people. They all had important jobs, getting everyone ready. Doing their hair, their makeup, giving instructions, professional shit, preparing the opening act. The main act was sitting under you, fingers fanning out on your thighs, nails dragging down your skin. He had made you straddle his lap, in front of all these people.
“Yoongi…”
Min Yoongi was a bad boy.
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↳ struggling with the idea of your ex-boyfriend moving on, you enlist the help of your quiet roommate in a scheme that quickly spirals out of control.
◇ jungkook x reader ◇ smut | fake dating!au | roommate!au ◇ 29.8k [1/1]
⇢ full (and by full, i mean less vague) summary: you don’t need retrospect to tell you that dating a coworker was a bad idea. two months after your breakup, he seems to have moved on to someone new—and quite happily, if his social media is to be believed. meanwhile, the only new thing in your life is your roommate, jungkook, who seems nice enough. just nice enough to coax into coming to your company’s annual holiday party, and more than handsome enough to show off a little bit. or, as it turns out, a lot.
notes: my contribution to the once upon a holiday… collab with the lovely @underthejoon, @fantasybangtan, @kpopfanfictrash, @lamourche, @hobidreams, and @suga-kookiemonster! shoutout to @bendthekneetobangtan as well, who is the best cheerleader of all time 💕
warnings: this fic is just 3 (dozen) tropes in a trenchcoat, aNd ThEy WeRe RoOmAtEs, slow burn, one (1) awkward boner, tatted!kook, long-haired!kook, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, jk’s big dick, squirting. not as edited as i would like but oh well 🤷🏻♀️
You feel sick.
Your heart stutters in your chest, missing two whole beats before taking off into a strident gallop that hammers dangerously against the slats of your ribcage. Warmth rushes to your cheeks, unbidden, and spreads through your veins like wildfire. Sour bile rises up in your throat, and no matter how you try to swallow it down, it refuses to dissipate—just like the photograph lighting up your phone screen.
The photograph of your ex-boyfriend, his face creased into that familiar dimpled smile and his arm wrapped snugly around his new girlfriend.
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[ 09:30 ] Hwang Hyunjin
“Hyu-Hyunjin, I still have classes.”, you managed to breathe out, voice shaky and moany. Your boyfriend, seemingly unbothered by your concern as well as the professors voice sounding through the laptop, continued drawing circles onto your clothed clit, his lips torturing your neck in the most beautiful way.
“Mhh, but you look so damn good in my hoodie, so tiny, princess.”
Your back arched at his words, the hem of his hoodie scrunching up along your body, the hood - that Hyunjin so badly wanted to put over your head before - covered your eyes due to your many movements, the huge cloth swallowing your whole. You tried to squirm away from the male’s touch, knowing that you should be present in the online class going on in the background, knowing that you should listen to pass your exams. But Hyunjin had other plans as he pushed your panties to the side slightly, connecting his cold, delicate fingers with your sensitivity, causing you to whine out pathetically and grab onto his shoulders with force. You so much hoped that you were muted, that no one in your class was able to hear what was going on inside the four walls of your bedroom.
“I couldn’t care less about your classes, baby. I wanna ruin you, wanna fuck you dumb while you’re wearing my hoodie, while you look so cute and small, princess.”
[ ! ] this is a “bad influence” drabble
— summary; Jungkook gets a bit jealous. Not that he’d ever admit it.
— contents and warnings; pwp, smut, the endless adventures of badboy!jk x goodgirl!reader, enemies with benefits, jealousy/possessiveness!!, kind of angry sex (it’s one-sided, jk is going through a Moment), unprotected sex, marking (hickeys, mentions of bruises), dirty talk, overstimulation, creampie, mentions of oral (f rec) and of cum eating, jk has a big dick, the oc being clueless but overall having a good time
— words; 2,2k
— author’s note; this was supposed to be shorter but, well, that’s the story of my life. A few people asked for a bit of jealous!jk so here I am to deliver it 😌 Inspired by this ask I got.
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Jungkook hated the wintertime. He hated the fact that you no longer used skirts because of the cold weather, hated that you had to go away for a few weeks because of winter break and, above all, hated those stupid turtlenecks you wore.
Not because you didn’t look good in them — in fact, he had grown to appreciate them over the weeks, the way they made your breasts pop out and how your body felt so comfortable and warm against his — but because it became extremely easy for you to cover up the hickeys he gave you. Which completely missed the point of even having hickeys in the first place.
“Are you doing what I think you’re doing?” You asked him, fingers pulling slightly on the messy strings of his dark hair. Jungkook was hovering above you in bed, his mouth glued to the skin of your neck, sucking on the flesh. He simply moaned in response, hoping that the roll of his hips against yours would make you shut up. Which obviously didn’t happen. “You better not be doing it.”
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synopsis: › it’s hard keeping a secret from your seven-year-old son, especially if it’s your relationship with his uncle jimin, your best friend for as long as your remember and someone who only recently did you begin dating.
or alternatively, the one where you and jimin do it in the room next to your son’s with the hopes that you’ll be quiet enough to not get caught.
pairing: jimin x reader
word count: 4.5k
rating: 18+
content: fluff | smut | best friends to lovers au | established relationship au | kinda secret relationship au | ft. flight attendant!jimin
warning/s: swearing | explicit sexual content | mild dirty talk | switch!jimin | oral sex (f. + m. receiving) | handjob | fingering | breast play | finger sucking | nipple sucking | top!reader | unprotected sex (this is fiction y’all always be safe!!) | basically trying and failing to be quiet during sex 🥴
opening note. again, i have no words for what goes through my mind sometimes i- sksks though as always,,, pls let me know what you think !!
“Uncle Jimin!” your son runs towards Jimin as he enters your home, Jimin kneeling down so that he can greet Jihoon with the same level of enthusiasm, momentarily dropping the paper bags he was holding so he can hug him back.
“Hey there, buddy.” He chuckles.
“How was Italy, Uncle?” Jihoon asks immediately as he pulls away. “Did you eat lots of pizzas? And pastas and—”
“Woah, woah, you might be forgetting that I went there for a job, kiddo, and not for a vacation.” Jimin grins. “I barely got out of the hotel even—but yeah, I got to taste a legit pizza, I’ll give you that.”
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Jin collecting his sons
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