Mr. President

dreams are made of this, m | myg, jjk

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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delivered, i’m yours | pjm

part of the bangtan pastries event

❝over the course of a year you developed a friendship with jimin by delivering pastries to his work place, a prestigious hotel. in that time you began to develop feelings for him but alas nothing could be done because his eyes were set on someone else. at least that’s what you thought. it didn’t take long for your friends to get involved for everyone and their mother could see what was right before them except for you and him.❞

• pairing: valet jimin x baker reader

• genre: fluff, comedy, f2l, baker au, valet au

• rating: pg

• warning(s): profanity and alcohol consumption (very little description)

• word count: 4.2k

• note: this is short and simple but i’m smitten for this kind of fluff !! i hope yall enjoy this cute fic !! it is a part of the oneshot collab i am hosting with some of the best writers i know !! please do check out the masterlist link on my navigation !! this is also NOT edited but i will go through it later !! ignore my horrid mistakes pls laskjf

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namjoon x spring day

He Gets Jealous Of Your Work Colleague ~ Park Jimin

You spotted his car outside of your office as soon as you opened the door, noticing him sat with his eyes firmly focussed on the door, waiting for the moment you walked out.

You grabbed your folders, heading to the front desk to say goodbye to everyone for the evening. You knew Jimin’s eyes would have spotted you instantly, following your every move. It was inevitable that you were going to have to head out and see him, but you didn’t mind putting it off for a little while longer.

As you finished off your last job for the day, you spotted Baekwon walking out of his office, smiling in your direction as soon as his eyes laid on you.

“Are you sure you don’t need that lift home?” He asked, standing beside you, nudging your arm gently.

You glanced out at Jimin’s car once again, nudging gently back at him. “Yeah, my boyfriend’s outside, so there’s no need to worry. I appreciate the offer though, thank you.”

The moment you mentioned you were getting a ride with Baekwon home that evening, Jimin conveniently found the time to pick you up from work and change his schedule. You knew why he was doing it, because he also knew just how close you were with Baekwon, which was why he didn’t want you around him.

“Is that him right outside the door?” Baekwon asked, glancing back at the car that was parked directly in view of the office. “I don’t want to keep him if he’s waiting for you.”

“Trust me, I’m not in that much of a rush,” you replied, meeting Jimin’s glare for the first time. Your head shook subtly at him, excusing yourself from the conversation and heading outside, joining him in the car.

As soon as you sat down, the tension built in the car as neither of you looked at each other. Jimin hated watching you with him, and you hated how much he hated your friendship with Baekwon, neither of you could win.

It took a few moments for him to start the car, making the whole journey home in an incredibly uncomfortable silence, both of you too stubborn to be the first to break.

Once you finally got home, you made your way straight into the kitchen to prepare yourself for dinner, hearing Jimin following behind you and taking a seat at the dining table in the middle of the room, running his hands through his hair.

“Is this how it’s going to be?” He questioned, as you continued to move around him, refusing to so much as look in his direction.

You hated how he handled the situation, how he’d made you look the fool by going back to Baekwon and declining his lift, when you knew all along he’d be able to tell that you had a jealous boyfriend waiting for you.

Jimin had quite underestimated just how annoyed you’d be as you started sorting things. He hated the silent treatment, which you knew all too well, which was why you were keeping so quiet.

“Do you want me to apologise for protecting you? Is that what this is about?” He continued to ask, watching as you stopped, turning to face him.

“You think you were protecting me?”

He nodded confidently, “what guy offers a girl a lift home unless he wants something. He should know you are in a relationship.”

Your eyes rolled, looking back away from him. You’d hoped for a bit of sense to come from him, but anything but sense had muttered from his lips. You failed to see why he was so angry at the situation, or why he’d think of your colleagues like that.

“Can you just sit and talk to me rather than doing anything but, I’m trying to sort this Y/N.”

With a great deal of reluctance, you sat at the table, sitting across from him. Your arms folded across your chest, leaning as far back as you could. Jimin tried to move a little closer to you, but each time he did, you moved further away.

“I didn’t realise it would upset you this much that I came to pick you up,” he sighed, “I just don’t trust the guy if I’m honest with you. I was just more comfortable knowing you were coming home with me, and not him.”

“I’ve not Baekwon for years Jimin, we’re professionals in our job,” you assured him, “did you think I was going to do something.”

“Of course not, I’d never think like that.”

“Then I don’t understand what the problem is.”

He didn’t want to admit it but watching the two of you interact at the office, he couldn’t help but feel jealous. Baekwon got so much of your time at work, and whenever Jimin wasn’t around or on tour, it was Baekwon that you turned to for a little bit of friendship.

“The problem is that I’m scared of how close the two of you are,” he finally confessed, “you two are such good friends, and I know you’re professional, but it makes me feel pushed aside.”

You scoffed lightly, “you’re the guy that I come home to every night, and Baekwon is someone I work with, why would you ever feel scared? Are you really trying to tell me that you’re jealous of the two of us spending time together at work?”

“I just wish it was me spending that time with you.”

Your head shook as you watched his expression drop, the jealousy was clear in his eyes from the moment you spotted him, even now you could see how hurt he was. You slowly offered your hand out across the table, intertwining it with his.

“I know it sounds stupid to you, but I always feel like I neglect you, so when I see someone able to make you happy, I worry that they make you happier than I make you.”

You stood up from the table and walked around to sit in the chair beside him, resting your head against his shoulder. “No one makes me happier than you do Jimin, that’s why I’m here with you. There’s no need for you to ever be jealous of anyone.”

His head nodded, leaning against yours. He couldn’t help the way he felt, even if he knew you were right, he was far too protective of you, but there was nothing he could do about it, it was just the way he felt about you.

“I’m sorry if I made things difficult for you, or if I upset you, I promise from now on I’ll think a bit more, and stop letting things get to me so much,” he whispered.

“It’s nothing that isn’t fixable, just as long as you know that there’s nothing for you to worry about.”

He moved his arm around you, squeezing you tightly into his side. Most times he wondered what he did to get lucky with you, but he was more than thankful that you’d chosen him to be the one by your side.

You smiled softly feeling his lips rest to the top of your head, “how about I buy us some takeout as an apology, you don’t need to be cooking for me tonight,” he suggested.

Your head nodded, “I think I’m far too tired to cook anyway, it’s like everyone needed something from me today, my office door barely had time to shut.”

“I guess everyone else sees how special and important you are too,” he complimented, “it’s a sign that you’re doing such a good job.”

“I probably should be thankful really,” you hummed, “at least I know everything gets done.”

“Exactly, so now let me take care of you at the end of your long day.”

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high end | jjk

↳ summary: jungkook is a best-selling erotica novelist living in a lavish neighborhood. He spends his days cruising on yachts, tasting the world’s most expensive wines, and fucking bar-staff. But, as soon as you move in next door with your fruity cocktails, tight bikinis, and odd philosophies, his hobbies shift. To put it plainly; you’re sex on legs and he wants to write about you in his upcoming novel. But first, he has to get to know you inside and out. 

↳ genre: smut, fluff, angst (erotica-novelist!jk, architect!reader)

↳ word count: 13,050

↳ warnings: unprotected sex, orgy, semi-public sex, semi-public petting, semi-public fingering, ice play, nipple play, bondage, licking, biting, fingering, drooling, spanking, finger sucking, hair pulling, masturbation, voyeurism, exhibitionism, use of sex toys, multiple orgasms, pussy eating, dick sucking, throat fucking, crying, gagging, high drug use, drinking, swearing

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Let’s get one thing straightened out; rich people love to do rich people shit. Whether it be deep-throating oysters in the coastal towns of France, raiding designer stores, or pretending to relate to the lower class, they do it and they do it often.

Jeon Jungkook is guilty of most of the above. At 25 years of age, he lives in a multi million-dollar house situated in the privacy and luxury of the Hills. His neighbors live just as lavishly; some actors, some dentists, and some wealthy by marriage. Their problems seem bizarre to the average person, but respectfully, problems are problems. If you’re feeling off about something — even if you’re standing in your ten-acre garden and can’t seem to decide where to build your own personal water park — you still have a problem.

Jungkook has a problem of his own, but we’ll get to that in a moment.

How the fuck did he get so rich and where do I sign up? You might be thinking to yourself. He writes about the intimate and explicit details of sex. Each of his novels revolve around a successful individual dealing with life’s obstacles and ultimately leaving their imprint on the world. The sex scenes are a by-product of the power play. There’s a lot of power in sex, there’s a lot of love in his heart for life and its obstacles, and there’s a lot of money in publishing well-written (debatable), fantasy-driven erotica novels. 

To say he was born with a silver spoon sticking out of both of his ears would be a bit of an overstatement, but not too far from the truth. His parents are the masterminds behind a multi billion-dollar tech company that develops security software. From day one, they drove the tech-fantasy into their sons head, and even though they persuaded him to graduate college with a Bachelor of Advanced Computer Science, things took a different turn once he stepped foot into the real world; he grew a little too cocky with his qualifications, social status, and good looks, and so spent his time entertaining a rowdy bunch of people, partying, having insane amounts of sex, drinking whatever was handed to him, snorting blow off bars, and everything else the champagne life entails.

And then, like most young people, he was inspired by a short-lived summer romance. She was an aspiring solicitor, beautiful, confident, and determined, but her determination made her use people like dental floss. She bat her eyelashes a thousand times, said anything to grow her network, and lied like it was a 9-5 job. But, as much as it hurt him, he never grew to hate her. There was something about her — maybe it was the way she could tame every doubt in his mind, or the way she built herself from the ground up — that made it clear that she knew the world was hers. She was the inspiration behind his first novel. Similar to how musicians write an array of emotional lyrics and dedicate music videos to ex-lovers, he too found a way to tell stories. The difference is that he never writes out of spite. No matter how many chapters of heartbreak he could write, he believes it to be wholly unproductive. He sees the good and the fun in others or he doesn’t see at all.

He knew many fine publishers through his parents, so it wasn’t long before he was an official published author with a new network of literate friends. His novel was a quick success thanks to his advertising team. They worked their ass to the bone to gain a cult following for him. Posters were on bus-stops, library walls, retirement home notice boards, and even on the ‘Do Not Feed the Ducks’ signs at parks. If the ducks and the elderly weren’t already into sexy, but also kind of odd novels, they sure as hell are now.

He was crowned the king of erotica just a week after his first publication.

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THIS IS WAY TOO PRECIOUS

love me or we both go down | kth

summary: after going through with an arranged marriage to please his parents and secure his inheritance of the family business, kim taehyung thinks he’s got it all figured out. he doesn’t. apparently just being married to you isn’t enough, not when everybody and their mother can pick up on the fact that the two of you absolutely loathe each other. but taehyung wants his inheritance one way or another, so he decides that desperate times call for desperate measures: the two of you need to fall in love, and you need to fall in love fast.

{enemies to lovers!au, arranged marriage!au, rich kids!au}

pairing: kim taehyung x female reader genre: fluff, angst, smut (i know, crazy right?) word count: 32k warnings: oral sex (m & f receiving), fingering, penetrative sex, multiple unprotected sex scenes (they’re married y’all), fat cock tae, tae has a wife kink, lots of praise, alcohol consumption (but they’re safe), minor character death (not explicit), mentions of heart attack, slow burn like there is no tomorrow a/n: hello and welcome to the fic everyone, literally everyone, has been waiting for! i am so, so, so excited to share this with you all, especially because none other than rose @kinktae​ helped me write the smut, and i am literally forever indebted to her. you all better go spam rose with all the love and support you can because this fic would not be here without her and i love her so much. 

also, to all my readers who aren’t comfortable reading smut, please know that the smut in this fic is not imperative to the storyline, and you skipping past it will not affect your reading experience., enjoy!

Never in your life have wedding bells felt so ominous.

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“Stay tonight.”

pairing | yoongi x reader

summary | a few months after your break up, yoongi stumbles upon you while you’re drunk

genre/warnings | fluff + what some people might consider a teeny tiny bit of angst + established relationship

words | 3,325

note | i’m so bad at requests. i read “yoongi stumbling upon her while she’s drunk” and had an idea… probably 100% different than what the anon had in mind but what can i do (full request at the end if you’re curious!)

There is something oddly familiar about the melody Yoongi hears. He stops mid-step with his car keys in hand to pay attention to it – brows furrowing in deep concentration, eyes lost in the middle of nowhere, jaw hanging slightly ajar as he focuses on the notes.

You see, there are a lot of things that can drive a musician crazy. One of them is knowing for sure you have listened to a melody before, but not being able to remember where it is from. Recognize it. Say its name and who sings it with precision.

In Yoongi’s defense, the origin of the sound isn’t the most accurate. It seems like someone is whistling to it, humming along at times, whispering a few words every now and then – making it hard to put the pieces together. That shouldn’t be an excuse, he knows it, and winces when he finds himself close to walking around the corner to ask the person what is the name of the song or else he won’t be able to sleep tonight.

That’s exactly when it clicks in his head. It’s that song.

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Naughty or nice. ☁️🎄 (~2.2 K words)

♥ summary : jimin is having trouble to keep his hands off of you after months apart.

Not innocent. 🍋✨☁️

♥ summary : you are definitely not as innocent as you appear to be, not when you are in a relationship with park jimin.

Attention seeker. 🍋☁️ (~1.K words)

♥ summary : when he refuses to give you his attention, you know better to snatch his attention to earn it.

Drunk. 🍋🌌 (~1.6 K words ; college!au)

♥ summary : you are crushing on him, badly. You want him, desperately. On his birthday, you decide to make a move. Will you get what you want?

Late night. 🍋⛈️

♥ summary : even when you two are away, you find ways to moan each other’s name.

Powerful. 🍋✨

♥ summary : namjoon shows you who’s the one in charge.

You. ☁️✨ (My first BTS fanfic jsfjkgsfjk)

♥ summary : what does Jin want for his birthday present?

Slip up. ☁️✨

♥ summary : “Can I get you anything, baby?” – prompt based

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after midnight, m | pjm

pairing(s): jimin x reader

summary: Being a idol sometimes sucked. For Park Jimin, it sucked because he was very much in love with someone and couldn’t tell them, especially when that someone was a professional dominatrix. But sometimes, in moments after midnight, when he would show up at your door, you were just you, and Jimin treasured those moments more than you knew.

warnings: same au as ’good boy’ | kth; rated M (18+) for language; mentions of sex work; slight angst; smut (fem reader, f-receiving oral, penetrative sex); idol!BTS; unresolved ending

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It was already after midnight.

He tried to tell himself it was fine. No one was going to know. Who were you going to tell? No one. He hesitated as he raised his hand against your apartment door. There was no sound except for the cars zipping past on the street below. He swallowed, chewing on his full lips underneath the face mask. He knocked on the door.

The door opened.

You were awake, of course. You were always awake.

“What’s wrong?”

Wearing a floor-length black velvet robe, tied elegantly around your waist. The front was open a bit, revealing your beautiful collarbones and black lace bra. You smiled at him.

“I just… can’t go home today.”

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