pairing: ex-boxer!Seokjin x lawyer!reader (from On The Ropes)
genre(s): fluff, slight angst
au(s): established relationship
word count: 2.5k
warnings: insecurities, lots of emotions
rating: pg (the OTR universe is 18+ in general)
summary: Seokjin feels prepared to tumble off the edge of anything with you. All he has to do is take the most important step.
a/n: our babies are getting married! this was so spontaneous (can u tell by the lazy banner), but I missed them so so much. this is a shoutout to the person who recently called OTR their comfort fic, that means more to me than you can ever know <3
Your soft hums disappear behind the door as you slip on your shoes, and Seokjin is left alone in the corridor. He hadn’t been this nervous since his last bout, yet somehow staring down the glove of a menacing opponent paled in comparison to the task he’d laid out for himself tonight.
“___, hurry up, we’re going to be late,” Seokjin tries not to choke on the words, hoping you don’t notice the waver in his voice. He glances around nervously, every chip in the paint and scuff on the floors evident to his hyperaware senses. His breath comes out in short, shallow gasps, tapering into an easy rhythm when he hears the door click behind him, your soft footsteps echoing behind him before they come to a stop.
“Oh!” a soft gasp escapes from behind him, and he feels a bead of sweat trickle down his back.
“We need to go back,” you call out to him, and he hopes you don’t see the way his fists clench. “I forgot something.”
Turning around, he nearly stumbles when he catches sight of you in your dress, the shiny fabric somehow luminescent even in the dingy lighting of the apartment complex. You give him a small smile, and all at once, his worries ease when he catches your flushed expression at the smirk he sends back.
His hand comes up to rest on your back, leading the two of you the short distance back to the apartment door, and you fumble with the lock, Seokjin’s warm breath tickling the back of your neck, relieved when it finally rattles open.
Stepping into the entryway, Seokjin’s warm eyes meet yours, concern etched in his brows, wondering what could have been so important you had to go back.
The edge of your lips twist up in a grin, barely able to contain yourself at his serious expression, and you finally decide to put him out of his misery.
Stepping closer to him, you reach for the hair at the back of his neck, running your fingers through the strands that have grown longer recently, and you feel him shudder at your soft touch.
i literally saw otr marriage and i screaMed like 😭😭😭 my babies 👩🍼 they deserve everything 😭 the way seokjin was so nervous got me like 🥺 he was a whole world renowned boxer , and he’s afraid of some middle-aged ppl 😫 and how he was comparing himself to jungkook :”))))
but also oc was so cute in the beginning w her little “i need a kiss from my handsome boyfriend” like SHES RIGJT!!! i stand by it !!! she couldn’t leave the house without it, it’s true !!
no but i’m so happy we got to see this stage for them :”) i love them so much and i want only happiness for my favorite broken ppl :(( phenomenal as always isi <33
➛Trope: established relationship (implied), horror
➛Word Count: 1.6k+
➛Trigger warning: darkness, creepy person, feeling of being lost
➛Rating: pg
➛Banner: made by apotatomashedbybts
➛Cross post: Wattpad | ao3
➛Disclaimer: This piece was a little bit inspired by the beginning of the webtoon Witch Creek Road (read that webtoon if you want your mind to be boggled and malfunction). Also the picture in the header inspired this story heavily.
➛Author's note: This is highly unedited and written in a day with my extremely sleepy head. Please be kind (っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ
➛ Event: 🕸️ NO-FACETOBER hosted by @bangtanbathhouse
➛Summary: Jungkook should have taken the main road even if it meant it'd take longer to reach you.
The road was deserted. And unsettlingly dark.
It would have been another long night drive for Jungkook if it wasn't for this indomitable darkness that didn't let even his headlights pierce further into it.
Something about it made Jungkook uncomfortable and he wondered, "Would it have been better if I just took the main road?"
His mind played the image of the old lady at the small grocery store at the junction of the main road and this shortcut where he had stopped to buy water earlier.
That old lady had smiled oddly at him when he had asked her about the shortcut that his car navigation system was showing him with dotted lines and had asked him, "Do you want to take the shortcut?"
Jungkook had replied nonchalantly with a shrug, "If it takes me to my destination early then why not?"
"Then you should go," the old lady had answered with that same weird yet soft smile.
Jungkook had dismissed her behaviour by judging it as some characteristics that all eccentric old people had, specially in such a remote area.
But now this road made him think twice and he thought about turning around and take the main road. It wasn't far away. He was just fifteen minutes away from it. But just then he noticed the bright lights coming from what seemed to be a lone gas station in the middle of this obscurity.
Jungkook was quite sure that it wasn't there even a minute ago. Was he so zoned out that he missed noticing the lights?
The neon and the LED lights of it spread over a large area as if it was the only one who could keep the darkness on a leash. It was hard to miss but Jungkook did somehow.
With noticing the lights he also noticed that his fuel tank was almost empty. But he had filled the tank just an hour and a half ago, just before leaving the city border!
"Whatever," Jungkook thought and stopped his car in front of a fuel dispenser.
Jungkook got out of the car and spotted a lanky old man, with a skin that was so wrinkly and loose on him that it looked like it was not his but rather he was wearing it, approaching him with an ear to ear smile.
He took out the dispenser nozzle after Jungkook told him to get the tank full. Jungkook looked on the other side of the road, trying not make an eye contact, even more so because he could sense the old man staring at him incessantly with that same eerie smile on his face.
Jungkook was intending to stand there like that facing the other side looking distracted until the tank was full but the old man started talking to him, "You must be from the city."
Jungkook nodded a small yes with a small smile and turned away his face again.
"Anybody barely takes this road. You must be taking the shortcut to The Moor Estate."
Jungkook scrunched his eyebrows at this. He was irritated at his constant tries to make small talk with him even though he was making it clear that he didn't intended to talk, vaguely. But at the same time he was intrigued as well , and so he asked, "so, how much more till I reach there?"
It must be Jungkook's eyes playing tricks on him because he felt like the smile on the old man's face grew bigger, almost ripping his cheeks.
The old man kept the nozzle in its place and answered, "It's not very far. A small drive and you'll find the Devil's Crest turning! Turn on that road and you'll reach your destination."
Not wanting to spend any single minute more there Jungkook paid the old man and got out of there.
•••
Jungkook had been driving for a few hours now.
The navigation system of his car had stopped working long ago, as soon as he got out of the gas station. So he decided to pull over and call you.
He looked at his phone screen to see the time and he was surprised to see that it was already 3:03 am.
"It's already this late. A few minutes' nap won't hurt I guess," he thought and rang your number to let you know about his whereabouts.
"Hello! Jungkook... whe.. are... you?"
"Great! Now the network has gone haywire," Jungkook huffed as your voice reached to him inconsistently.
"I am taking the shortcut to your place." Jungkook answered.
Jungkook knew it would be a waste of energy to talk right now so he said, "Nothing. I'll reach there soon. I'm almost at the Devil's Crest."
Your voice sounded much clearer this time, "Yes. Yes. Take the De... Ville's.. Crest turning! See you soon. Love you."
"Love you too." Jungkook replied with a smile and keeping the call he decided to push himself a little more.
Turned out that push was worth it because sooner than he expected he was now at The Devil's Crest turning.
He thanked the stars and hummed happily and steered his way into the turning thinking that he'd see you soon and could finally rest in your warm hug.
•••
Was it just him or really the environment had suddenly become too silent?
He strained his ear and looked around while driving - there wasn't a single sound, not even of birds or insects. As if someone had put this particular part of the world on mute.
The silent felt heavy on Jungkook's ears. So to give himself some sense of security he rolled up all the windows of the car and played his favourite tracks.
Jungkook looked at the sky and it was a dull blue almost like dawn but the surroundings below it appeared to be rejecting all the lights they were being provided.
He tried not to focus too much on them and kept his attention on the road.
He drove and drove and drove. The more he drove the more the road stretched further forward.
His back had started to ache from constant sitting upright in a futile attempt to not fall asleep and his eyes felt strained. He felt like his forehead was strung together with his eyes and was getting pulled back.
Stopping could have been an option but Jungkook's instincts told him to keep going. So he did. And finally he reached a part where the road was the widest, almost like a small yard, and an isolated red exit sign high up caught his eyes.
Jungkook didn't see a single trace of human living in that area as long as he drove so the existence of that neon exit sign was weird yet a sign of hope for him.
He wanted to get out of there as soon as possible and so he kicked the accelerator with all his might and zoomed past the exit signboard.
It was odd.
Jungkook drove straight past the signboard and drove on a straight road then why was he again in front of that same exit sign?
It didn't make any sense.
Jungkook consoled himself that maybe he had mistakenly took a turn somewhere that he couldn't remember. It was a far stretch even for him but he couldn't explain it in any other way.
Giving himself a light slap he started to drive.
But there he was - in front of the exit signboard, again.
Before the panic could settle in Jungkook hit the accelerator again to full speed and drove straight ahead.
This had to be some kind of joke.
Jungkook checked his dead navigation system and tried to call you, or anyone for that matter but the signals weren't going through.
He slapped his hands on the steering wheel and pressed the accelerator pedal again. But this time the car didn't move. Jungkook desperately turned the key and tried to get the car moving but it didn't budge.
With bloodshot eyes Jungkook looked at his fuel tank signal whose red arrow was pointing at the empty mark.
Jungkook rested his head on the steering wheel with a light thud and chuckled, "This has to be a dream. This has to be. I just have to wake up. Please, please, Jeon Jungkook, wake up! Wake the fuck up!"
He banged his head constantly on the steering wheel in a futile attempt to wake up from a reality that he was trying hard to convince himself as a nightmare.
But no matter how long it took the reality was bound to set in. It was no different for Jungkook. And as it did for him the fear nested in his heart like stones layering upon one another.
Your smiling face blurrily hovered in his mind and tears trickled down his cold cheeks.
He felt worn out. He just wanted to take some rest.
With shaky hands he opened the door of his car to let himself out. His legs gave up and he staggered as soon as he did so. He knelt down on the ground and looked up at the stern exit signboard against the never-changing sky.
As he stayed kneeling down there, staring at the sign with hazy vision, trying to reason with it mentally to let him go, a thick white cloud of fog floated in engulfing the entire ground. It swam towards Jungkook and swirled softly around him, ushering him into the woods.
With heavy mind and wobbly steps Jungkook stood up and began walking straight past the exit sign, on the road on which he already had drove multiple times. He was not going to give up.
OMG i LOVE a truly horror story for spooky season, this was an amazing way to kick it off 🤩💯🔥🫶🏼 just had that horror feel and creepy vibes that you want for halloween i LOVEEE
You and Hoseok first met while in college, long before either of you knew what would become of your relationship together. A couple years down the line, Sage Chanlan Jung and Hui(Huimang) Wynn Jung, keep the adventure that is your life, spinning on its wheels. A collection of the clips of life in the Jung household.
Late Nights
- When the trials and tribulations of being a stay-at-home mom to the kids of you and Hoseok starts to get to you, you decide that you and your husband need to have a little chat before bed.
2.18
- You and the kids put together a homey celebration for Hoseok’s birthday. As expected, with two teenagers, not everything goes exactly to plan… Once you finally get him alone, your birthday gift to Hoseok sends the two of you on a trip down memory lane.
“Surprise…?”
- Awake before you for once, Hoseok decides to take the kids for a ride and surprise you with your favorite coffee. Your toddlers have slightly different plans for the morning.
If You Give Your Husband a Cookie …
- Even with the sight of his adorable family icing cookies together, Hoseok can’t resist teasing you. His love for getting on your nerves can only end in one of two ways.
Out of Place
- When you fell in love with Hoseok, you knew he was the man you’d spend the rest of your life with, even if it meant leaving your home country to live with him in Korea. But when the homesickness starts to settle in again and you decide to pay your country a visit, your husband doesn’t really take your absence as well as he lets on, and your daughter knows it.
How Do You Get to Wonderland?
- You can’t keep your eyes open for the life of you when Hoseok starts to read the same story your kids have asked for every night this week at bedtime. Sure enough, you find yourself starting to drift off into a realm somewhere between reality … and the storybook?
Love, but Let Go
- D-Day had stumbled upon you and Hoseok — the day you’d have to say goodbye to your daughter as she goes off to college. But when she chooses a school that’s nearly halfway across the world from you two, Hoseok isn’t sure he can handle the pain of separating from his pride and joy.
Spring Cleaning [Request]
- It’s the last day of Spring and you and Hoseok still haven’t managed to clean a corner of your home. Your two kids were keeping you busy to no end and the usual spotless glean of your house was quickly flying out the window. Today, you two decided, was the last day it would remain that way. Or at least you hoped so.
Death at a Funeral [Teaser]
- You, Hoseok, and the rest of the boys were quickly realizing the lengths that parenting could drive you to. But being forced into hosting a legitimate funeral for a pet bird was not something you thought you’d need to be prepared for when you chose to have kids. When every possible worst scenario manages to take place, all the knowledge from your parenting books flies out of the window.
(Based on the 2010 comedy film, Death at a Funeral.)
WAIT ARE U TELLING ME THERES A WHOLE MASTERLIST OF FAMILY OC AND HOSEOK???? oh my god i’ve been getting baby fever BAD since hobipalooza (,,,, bc hoseok impregnated me w that performance it’s true ,,,,,,) and this is literally everything i needed , can’t WAIT to dive in 🥹🥹
➹ title: Target Run (part 2 of Friday)
➹ pairing: jungkook x female reader
➹ genre: angst | comfort | fluff | humor | eventual smut | fuckbuddies to lovers | slice of life
➹ summary: Jungkook has no idea what he’s looking for, but luckily, someone else does.
➹ rating: 18+
➹ word count: 1.2k
➹ warnings: swearing | mentions menstrual hygiene products | mentions oral sex | not really a warning but Jungkook reassuring reader and I’m soft about it | jungkook is doing his best | back hugs…Jungkook receiving(help me) | just them being cute | mentions pregnancy(just in passing, reader is nowhere near pregnant lol) | very light pining | one of my favorite guests appearances | unedited (so sorry lol)
➹ author’s note: Surprise!! I wasn’t going to post this until next week, but earlier an anon mentioned they were having a bad work day because of Miss Flo, so I hope this makes you feel better, babe.💕
➹ playlist: Whatever You Need by Meek Mill, Chris Brown, Ty Dolla $ign
series masterlist | main masterlist | taglist form | mail box | playlist
⇁ public sex, slight voyeurism/exhibitionism, dirty talk, dom!junghope, demeaning names during sex if you aren’t into that, jealousy
⇁ 5.5k
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You’re not supposed to fall for Jung Hoseok and his repertoire of awful pick-up lines—but you do. The problem is: he’s afraid of commitment, and bolts at the idea of settling down. After that, you decide to stay far away from fuckboys, but his friend decides to test your new found resolutions.
↳ or : Jungkook wants to see how far he can push Hoseok until he snaps
when i say i yelled so loudly my dog jumped … fuckboi!hoseok is not a want , but a NEED . i was down so bad trying to find one, and OH MY GOD did u deliver 😭😭😭 i am on my knees 🛐🛐🛐 u charcterized him and their sexual exploits w jk in the future chapters so perfectly and i’m just 😭🥰💕🥺🤩🫶🏼
Genre: dad!bts, crack au, hoseok x reader, bts x ocs, established relationship au, married au, domestic au, fluff, oc son and daughter
Warnings: everyone is a bad parent and everyone is a bad friend, frequent profanity, unintentional drugging, hangover mention, mistaking of a blow dryer as a gun, funeral setting, death of an animal, majorly stressed characters, children not gentle childrening, road rage instance, jin
Summary: You, Hoseok, and the rest of the boys were quickly realizing the lengths that parenting could drive you to. But being forced into hosting a legitimate funeral for a pet bird was not something you thought you’d need to be prepared for when you chose to have kids. When every possible worst scenario manages to take place, all the knowledge from your parenting books flies out of the window.
based on the 2010 comedy film, Death at a Funeral.
Word Count: 14.5k
A/N: Hello !! If you haven’t already seen it, I highly recommend watching the actual movie if you like this fic. It is so, so funny. I thought up a version with HSH p much for shits and giggles, lol. Thank you for reading :)) Let me know any thoughts!
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Screams flood their way through your home once again. Hoseok is stood at the front of the room with a ripped sheet of notebook between his fingers. It threatens to fall to the ground in his weak grip.
Sage and Hui, just five and seven, are shaking in your arms. To say your kids were traumatized, would be an understatement.
“Daddy, you killed him!” Yoo-jung cries, clinging to Namjoon and steering clear of her father.
Beside you, Jin’s wife merely stares, unable to wrap her head around the scene before her. “Jin, you did what?” she questions timidly.
Just seats away from you, Taehyung is sobbing relentlessly. He’s unable to be consoled by Jimin or Jungkook who are seated by his side.
You return your attention to the front of the room where your husband stands frozen behind the deceased body sprawled below him.
no like this was so so cute i loved it 😭🥰🤩 having watched the movie, when i saw the title i screamed bc i was like no way ……. i was literally so excited bc i KNEW the humor was abt to be top knotch, and i was right !!!! i love all the character castings, it was absolutely perfect 🥹 jin had me DOWN for the count tho, he was my favorite 😭😭 dilf bts + absolute insanity is the perfect mixture, and i love u for writing this <3
↠ title: peaches
↠ pairing: jungkook x black!female reader
↠ genre: smut | fwbs | boxer kids/legacies | secret relationship
↠ summary: Jungkook can’t keep his hands to himself, or his mouth.
↠ rating: 18+
↠ word count: 1k
↠ warnings: strong language | suggestive language | reader with the cake I wish I had lol | Jungkook is nastyyy(with motherfucking 3 y’s) | pussy eating(from the back) | ass eating | she twerks on Jungkook’s face | face riding | grinding | spanking/ass slapping | Jungkook is obviously loves some ass | overstimulation | light hair pulling | clit biting
↠ author’s note: Oops! I dropped something. So, I was talking with a reader about this and she was like, “please do a black!reader”(okay it wasn’t said that nicely but that’s my homegirl so I let her bully me into writing this). I did try to stop myself though. But @sweetestofchaos and @jjksblackgf put their feet on the gas and said go for it. That’s how we got here. I honestly wanted an excuse to write a black reader with locs anyway so I thought adding my own twist to boxer!jk would be perfect. Also, shoutout to @btsgotjams27 for bringing the prompt to our radar.
i rmbr u told me abt this, yet i had NO FKN IDEA IT WOULD GET ME THIS BAD 😫😫😫 dee, i am in WORSHIP of this fic just like jungkook is in worship of oc’s body, it is. Everything ❤️🔥🫠🥹 the way he was on his knees, her reaction, her pushing back, his cockiness— it’s just such a perfect way to do this prompt im in love :”))) and how u made it feel so deep even in a 1k fic with their characters like i rlly felt the history there <33 amazingggg i loved it
❃ Festivaled Away: Hope Fest hosted by @bangtanbathhouse
⤞ Ticket: Elegant Summer Gala
⤞Main Event: Bulletproof Vests & Holsters ( bad boys, cops/detectives)
⤞ Games: edging
pairing: Seokjin x reader
genres/au/rating: fluff, angst, action, humor, smut, friends to lovers, Kim Possible!AU, 18+
summary: By day, you look like any other overworked 20-something. By night, you’re an amazing superhero who fights to save the world with your best friend. Caught between the pressures of having a love life and a plot to take over the world, will this summer be a one to remember?
warnings: slow burn, PINING, pov switch, physical fights, crime fighting, alcohol, tension!!!, bi!Seokjin (implied), SHEGO, supervillain plots, Seokjin is a damsel in distress, sm*t warnings: dry humping, deep-throating, degradation, n*pple play, fingering, panty ripping, edging, cmnf, protected s*x
word count: 18.3k
a/n: LOL I got impatient so please enjoy this cheese fest inspired by everyone’s favorite childhood crime fighting girlboss. This is based mostly on the second KP movie. thank you to Mars @joheunsaram for suggesting the idea of Jin Stoppable in the first place, and another thank you to Kiri @rkivian for beta’ing the first part of this. I hope you all enjoy! <3
Prologue:
The piercing screams resound in your ears, the crowd going wild, bathed in a sea of orange as the legions of devoted fans chant passionately, waiting for their favorite group to come on stage. Lightsticks flash everywhere, casting the arena in a dim but stunning glow. The enchantment of the scene transports you back to being a teenager again.
Seokjin rocks back and forth on his heels, bubbling with anticipation. “C’mon ____. Let’s find our seats quickly so that the show can begin! Odeng is getting restless!“
At the sound of his name, Seokjin’s sugar glider pops up from underneath his flannel, surveying the scene. While Seokjin’s bright eyes twinkle with adoration, you furrow your brows in concern, staring up at him.
"You just had to bring him? What if we get caught?” The crowd’s noise level only worsens, voice hoarsening whenever you try to have a normal conversation.
“Odengie would never cause trouble on purpose,” Seokjin coos, stroking Odeng’s head. “He’s a good boy!”
You beam at his loving tone. Yup, your best friend was a total marshmallow, nothing but gooey softness packed into his tall, lean frame. He was definitely on the odd side, with his wire-rimmed glasses and penchant for dad jokes. Who would have thought that the strange kid you cornered in the sandbox in pre-K would be one of the closest people in your life? At this point, he was like family to you. And you wouldn’t have it any other way.
OMG THIS WAS SO CUTE 😭😭😭 best friends to lovers , such a classic :”) the kim possible aspect rlly had me , it was so so cute !! yk all the hotties watched kim possible as a kid, it’s a certified Fact™️ and u know i’m obssesed with how you adapt stuff, it’s always done so artfully 🥹❤️
spoilers below the cut!*
i rlly rlly love how we had the switching POVs and were able to see both sides of the relationship, esp seokjin’s! he was so miskeen for a while there, esp at the beginning at the DTS concert :”) her saving him, and him being the damsel in distress is what i NEEDED !! along those lines, i LOVE that oc was a strong girl <33 i don’t see it enough in fics to be honest, and even with a man as Manly as Seokjin, it worked perfectly 💖 their relationship dynamic was so cute, and their jokes and banter rlly had me feeling so immersed in the story !!!
and the way seokjin was BISEXUAL !!!!! god , as a bi girl, i always have to yell my appreciation whenever i see representation, so THANK YOU 🙏🏼 it was done so naturally too, it just :”) made me so happy <33 OH AND speaking of representation, shoutout to anwar and the brown family 🤩 let’s goooooo culture <3
OMG and the names 😫 bts bootleg names had me coughing and WHEEZING, but Salt took me out entirely 😭 and i almost lost it when “W” said something serious, i was like be fucking fr 😭 and then shego 😏 highkey fulfilling my bi fantasy by pairing her and seokjin together (I KNOW I KNOW, she was playing the whole time but let me imagine it pls 😩)
ALSO, the way the story unfolds ,,, i know u only had two weeks to write this, so i have NO IDEA how u planned and executed this SO FUCKING WELL with such limited time 😫🫶🏼 but it’s a masterpiece. from the feeling like an actual kim possible episode, but more like a season finale type, the way the villain’s plans were so multilayered while still remaining simple enough as a nod to the kid’s TV show, to that pre-climax where the heroes get captured/are hindered, and have to readjust their plans to win! and the tender moment they shared while being captured, it was just built up so well!!! i loved it :”) it read more like a kim possible Movie now that i think about it :”)
i just love this couple, and their f2l relationship dynamic just makes me so happy :”) the ending was so sweet and just so comfortable (even with seokjin’s dirty mouth holy shit … 🥵), but it just made me the softest marshmallow you ever did see <3 thank u so much for sharing this with us isi <3
summary- Seokjin has a strange request and you’re powerless to his pout.
word count- 1.4k
pairing- fwb!Seokjin x Reader
rating- PG-15
genre- fwb2lovers, idiots in love, fluff
warnings- nothing but cuteness overload
a.n.- idk I just had an urge that needed to be fulfilled. also, I missed this couple.
Unedited cause why not.
As always reblogs, asks, and feedback appreciated 💌
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You could hear the rain outside your window lashing against the glass violently, turning from soothing background noise to distraction as you poured over the stack of exams you had to mark for the weekend. Each essay was worse than the previous and you wondered why your professor even continued to hold a first year seminar in the first place. Fresh high school graduates did not have the maturity to deal with the theories that came with your field, most papers being the same ill informed analysis of BDSM that came from a distracted watching of Fifty Shades of Grey.
Grunting as another person talked about the nonexistent link between childhood sexual trauma and domming, you pulled out your airpods from your drawer, hoping to drown out the raindrops threatening to break your window with the soothing vocals of Taylor Swift. However, that proved to be an even bigger distraction, the catchy lyrics interrupting your reading and making you sing out loud instead.
That’s how Seokjin found you, singing along to a sad ballad, horribly off-tune in front of your laptop with a stack of papers around you. He couldn’t help but smile, his eyes turning into crescents as he tried to calm his heart. He didn’t know why everything you did was so cute lately but he wasn’t complaining. It seemed that throughout your friendship he had discounted all of your moments, moments when you were free and truly yourself. Now, it was became a game for him to sneak up on you when you were least expecting, only so he could relish those moments for a bit. It may be a little creepy but he didn’t think you’d mind, not when you turned to find him watching from the doorway and instead of being embarrassed or stopping, you just waved, continuing your awful runs.
PLATONIC SEOKJIN PLS FORGIVE ME FOR NOT READING THIS SOONER 😭🙏🏼 im sorry pls don’t punish me 😔🤍
down bad for f2l seokjin and platonic is always the perfect fix :”) their banter never fails to make me squeal , I SWEAR they’re the cutest 😭😭🤲🏼 and platonic couple kiss in the rain??? i’m so soft 🥺 they’re so sweet i cant 😫 everyone say thank you mars 📣
summary- after your breakup you confide in Seokjin
word count- 1.1k
pairing- fwb!Seokjin x Reader
rating- PG-15
genre- fwb2lovers, idiots in love, fluff, hurt comfort
warnings- none
a.n.- A result of me watching seokjin comfort edits. This is a look into their friendship before they were friends with benefits! I hope you enjoy 💕
A special shout-out to my forever Dr Kim enthusiast @raplinesmoon and to @dionysusrage to beta reading this so quickly!!
As always reblogs, asks, and feedback appreciated 💌
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You could feel the crowd pulsing around you, the music pounding through your ears turning the haze into a kaleidoscope of hues. The alcohol in your veins exacerbated the feeling, turning into the wave of your hips as you swayed next to your friends. You didn’t realize how much you needed this night – a time where you could forget the heartbreak, forget wanting to be more mature. Who needs to be mature? Mature didn’t lead to fun, it led to boring pantsuits in a class full of colorful ensembles, it led to ghosting your friends to add another point to your overall score, it led to nights home alone doing laundry.
You liked this better. You liked this meaningless grinding against Jimin as he winked at a girl next to you. You liked taking too many shots with Jungkook as he droned about his new obsession. You liked being babied by Yoongi and his girlfriend as they led you back to the booth and ordered fries. This was fun. This was supposed to be fun.
But with your cheeks rudding from the soju bombs and the world spinning, listening to your friends loudly laugh at jokes you didn’t catch and watching them flirt with people they had found for the night didn’t seem so fun anymore. Suddenly everything wasn’t bright and wonderful, it seemed dark and depressing. It reminded you that when you usually had someone to whisper and cuddle with, there was now no one who noticed that you were quietly staring at your cup. In a blink of an eye, everything was exhausting.
“Hey, you okay?”
Your best friend’s voice broke through the crowd, his hand on the back of your neck grounding you as you blinked up at him. You hadn’t noticed that he had abandoned the girl he was dancing with on the dance floor, hadn’t noticed that he was sitting next to you. And somehow with his kind smile puffing up his cheeks, it didn’t seem so dark anymore.
The lights of the club reflected on his face, turning it from blue to pink to green, turning his white shirt into a vibrant neon. He looked a little ridiculous, his dark hair disheveled with sweat matting it to his forehead, and a giggle escaped you.
“Hi Jinnie,” you smiled and Seokjin couldn’t help returning it, hand slowly running up and down your back.
“Hi giggly,” he retorted, endeared, before ruffling your hair. Usually you hated when he did that but the warmth from him noticing you when no one else did made you forget. Instead you hugged him, clinging on as his arms wrapped around you. If there was anyone in the world who knew you the best, it was Seokjin. You couldn’t help but be giddy that he was in your life. Out of all the people in the world that rejected you for your quirks, Seokjin shared them with you, and in that moment you had trouble describing just how happy you felt to soak in the cologne he had been using since middle school. It smelt like home.
“Wanna call it a night?” he asked against your hair and it felt like he could read your mind, somehow instinctively knowing that you wanted to just go to bed. You nodded with a grin, still clinging on as he guided you into a rideshare and took you home. Like usual you sat on your counter as you shared a bowl of ramen, the salt sobering you up just enough to let him into a secret you had been carrying around for months.
“Am I mature or am I fun?” you asked Seokjin as he inhaled the last of the noodles, his loud slurps spraying the broth in tiny specks over his pristine shirt. He paused for a while, chewing as he thought out his answer, brow furrowed with a frown.
“You’re both?” he replied, tone lifting at the end hesitantly.
“Am I wife material?” you questioned, needing a more concrete answer to stow away your insecurities, his confusion making them flair up again dangerously. But Seokjin was quick to quash them with his confidence.
“I’ve tasted your carbonara. I’d marry you on the spot. Call the officiant!” he joked with a flair, somehow making you laugh despite being on the edge of tears. “Thousand percent wifey material!” he declared.
“Damn right!” you echoed, suddenly overwhelmed as your tears finally broke through your defenses, turning into rivulets down your cheeks. You tried to mask it with a laugh but hiding from Seokjin was impossible and soon you were sobbing in his arms recalling the last words your ex had spoken to you, how he had belittled your four year relationship to casual sex and reminded you that marrying you would be unfathomable.
“Hongbin’s a fucking idiot, you know that right?” Seokjin interjected between your sniffles, cupping your face tightly, conviction turning his eyes ablaze. “You are remarkable. You are fucking invincible. If he couldn’t see that in the first second he met you, he is the biggest idiot on the planet.”
Seokjin didn’t often speak in hyperboles, always boasting himself as a man of science and facts, so it helped fill in your cracks a little hearing his high praise. Seokjin wouldn’t lie to you, and if he thought you were invincible, you would believe him. Hongbin couldn’t break you. No one could. Because you were invincible.
“Thank you,” you whispered, wiping your face and sitting up straighter, the counter you were sitting on helping you face Seokjin instead of looking up at him as usual. It helped you see the soft smile bloom on his face. It helped him reach out and easily help you wipe your tears with the paper towels behind you.
“Now don’t cry over him,” he said, wrapping his arms around your head to pull you into another hug. “He doesn’t deserve my best friend’s tears, that piece of shit.”
The anger wrapping around his syllables made you laugh, your own arms wrapping around him. Seokjin was right. Hongbin could burn in hell for all you cared. You told Seokjin as much and he rewarded your comment with your favorite laugh, the one that started low in his chest and turned into little squeaks as he lost himself. He hugged you tighter.
“Damn right! My best friend’s too good for mediocre assholes.”
It was strange. Seokjin didn’t stay too long after, but even as you replied to his text informing you he reached home, you couldn’t stop smiling, feeling lighter than you had for weeks. You wouldn’t cry anymore. Not over anyone. Because you were invincible.
NOOOOOOO IM CRYING I LOVE THEM SO MUCH 😭😭 i need a seokjin in my life pls :”) he’s the bestest friend a girl could have, truly <3 and such a Man 😔🤲🏼 i love this drabble bc it rlly shows u how much seokjin cares for oc, even when they were just friends. THIS is everything i want in a f2l fic, thank you mars 😫🫶🏼
title: bewitched, body & soul
pairing: darcy!joon x reader(f)
rating/genre: pg16+ ; angst , implied smut ; p&p au , historical au
warnings: time switches, angst, rude upper class, charming tae, saucy jin, charming and saucy joon lol, implied smut, rehashed reinterpretation/retelling of pride & prejudice
note: darcy joon is finally here! special thank you’s to @sugakookitty, @sugaurora, @missgeniality, and @yeoldontknow for being huge supporters when i was close to giving up on this. y’all mean the world to me<33
note 2: fair warning, y’all! this is nothing like how i usually write. if it’s not your cup of tea, i understand completely! i truly won’t be offended if it’s something you don’t really like or want to read. one, i just wanted a challenge and am proud of getting through and finishing this. two, this is for @wwilloww & the people that dig this type of writing style!! if you end up liking it, i will be over the moon<3 i just know i have pretty big shoes to fill tackling this genre. but hey, onwards!
release date: june 6th, 2022 10:45pm est
word count: 14.1k
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Infuriating.
He is infuriating in all the right ways.
It didn’t matter how you stormed through his summer chateau with your dirt-caked boots and soiled hem, demanding he hold his haughty tongue when it came to matters concerning your beloved—he had simply waved you off with the notion that he was trying to save you from certain misfortune.
It didn’t matter that you trudged through miles of rain and mud—thick, sloshing mud—only to take shelter under an abandoned temple, ancient alabaster pillars doing nothing to shield you from the elements—he had pursued you the entire stretch only to admit that he would have preferred if nobility were your birthright.
No matter the circumstances that cursed your so-called inferior blood to pulse in his presence, it always ended in a stiltedness akin to bitter aftertaste. Repulsive. The bookend of your ire was his ignorant arrogance stuffed into pristine, billowing cambric that you wanted to smear with your unwashed shoes.
ryen i want to yell at u for not dropping this DIRECTLY in our messages, but i’m more mad at myself for not seeing this for so long?? 🤯 anyways 😫 the long anticipated darcy joon is here everyone, get ready for my literature hoe ass to scream all the way down this masterpiece 😭
I AM BUT A PUDDLE OF TEARS. YOU DONT UNDERSTAND
ryen , this was so BEAUTIFULLY written, i can’t even put it into words. like , u rlly and truly captured the vibe of pride and prejudice and the time period, and it made it so immersive and realistic to read. i know it must’ve been a challenge, but u handled it so amazingly i wouldn’t even know u were the real jane austen 😫 im so proud of you for finishing this piece, and so thankful u decided to share it with the world 🙏🏼
and as for the BANTER 🥺🤲🏼😤 u already know how much i love ur banter, but u had me coughing and WHEEZING during this . some of my favorites were: “paraded in front of them like cows at auction” 😭, “Three Kim’s. Three reasons to walk straight back to the dance floor,” and my favorite “Seems like you’ve come a long way only to clash against the wallpaper.” you did such a great job representing that scene of the book, it was done so well 👏🏼
and the assignment of characters! darcy!joon already has my heart, but making seokjin mr. bingley 🥹 so so cute . and oc ofc was the perfect perfect elizabeth bennet in the way u portrayed her, true to the character ✨
but also the moments of realization for both of them got me, the heart-wrenching emotional side 🥹 i was so soft for them PLS 🙏🏼 but the way you wrote this part right here REALLY set the tone for their relationship, and, felt like a turning point in the story:
Namjoon was silent then, and you used that opening to keep swinging your tongue in a joust. “All these statues? These paintings? How do you think they could have been brought to life, if not through an artist’s sorrow, grief, passion? Sure, there are studies and ways to learn how to paint and sculpt, but complete works of art? I can assure you there aren’t texts on how to produce exact replicas. They all came straight from someone’s heart, from their absolute need to love. So tell me,” you step right up to him, eyes alight. “Do you still believe emotions to purely be an indication of weakness?”
anyhow, just SO well done, and i’m so proud of u again for doing this 🖤
It’s not weird for Jungkook to show up without texting first. But this week, he’s caught you at a bad time.
◊ story info:
➹ pairing: jungkook x female reader
➹ genre: fluff | some humor maybe | smut | fuckbuddies to lovers | slice of life
➹ rating: 18+
➹ word count: 2.4k
➹ warnings: will update with each installment.
➹ last updated: August 28th, 2022
◊ parts: (disclaimer: the days listed are titles, not release dates.)
➹ Thursday - Prologue
➹ Friday - Part I
➹ Saturday - Part II
➹ Sunday - Part III
➹ Monday - Part IV
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I CRIED DJDJFKDKDKRK they’re so domestic i cant :”) this hit me right in the feels , softened my heart, and melted it 🥺 i love that it was from jungkook’s perspective bc seeing his thoughts on how he’s actually falling for oc is 😫🙏🏼 he’s whipped your honor 👩⚖️ and the way he rushes to take care of her when she’s down, and deals with her crankiness 🥹 i need him in my life 🫶🏼🤲🏼 im dying to know if oc’s ever gonna entertain the thought of anything more :”) OR if she’s gonna bring up that little jealous moment she had 👁 jk explain urself 😤 but nonetheless i just want them to be happy sob sob
SUMMARY: Being the wives of Seoul biggest criminals isn’t easy. It comes with multiple hardships and obstacles. Jasmine Kim definitely knows.
RATING: 18+
PAIRINGS: Kim Namjoon x OC Kim Seokjin x OC Min Yoongi x OC Jung Hoseok x OC Park Jimin x OC Kim Taehyung x OC Jeon JungKook x OC
TAG LIST 🏷 : @sovereignlizzie | @jooniesbubbie | @jeonlxvr
BEFORE YOU READ: a small look into the girls relationship | someone's prego👀 | infidelity | misogyny | heavy heavy angst | abusive relationships| extremely toxic relationships | strong language| asshole jin | talk of child death | sex mention | talk of kidnapping | gaslighting? | crack? | violence
MUSIC REC: me and my husband- mitski | she knows - j cole |
A/N: Please do not read this if anything I’m the tags trigger you! I’m not good at tagging at all so I’m sorry if I miss some stuff please let me know if I did.
Knocking at the front door startled all of the wives. If it were their husbands they’d open the door themselves with their own house keys so it had to be an unsuspected guest. No one was home but them so they couldn’t have anyone else open it for them. Looking amongst each other they waited for the knocking to go away silently arguing with each other about who was going to get up and open it. Quinn sighed, standing to her feet the blanket that was wrapped around her falling as she huffed “I can’t stand you lazy bitches.”
Shuffling to the door she looked through the peephole finding a woman holding a baby carrier. “She’s got a baby” she whispered.
“I don’t know it seems like a kidnapping tactic to me.” Diamond spoke, flipping to the next page in her book. “All seven of us are here against our will so how bad can this person be?” Athena voiced, head laying in Ariel’s lap as the younger girl rubbed in the face moisturizer.
The woman knocked yet again, this time speaking ‘hello? i'd like to speak with Mrs.Jasmine ?’ Jasmine looked up from her puzzle, making a confused face and pushing her glasses up on her nose. “Why would she need to talk to me?.”
“Can y’all just open the door damn.” Tina groaned, the noise waking up the pregnant woman from a nap. Jasmine hopped up unlocking the top and bottom lock of the door peeping through, the woman looked familiar but she couldn’t really tell.
“Mrs.Kim! I’m sorry for showing up like this.” scanning her face Jasmine remembered her as one of their maids who left suddenly months ago.
“Why would you need to speak to me?” She asked, opening the door wider. Her eyes fall onto the baby sleeping soundly then back at her ex-houseworker. “I was going to sit down and explain but I’m sure you wouldn’t want me to sugar coat it but… this is Jin's son.”
Jasmine eyes snapped down to the baby in the carrier staring down at the baby, hands gripping the door tightly. “Jin’s never?” The woman pulled a paper out of her diaper bag and Jin was in fact the father. Jasmine became light headed. “He fired me when I told him I was pregnant.”
“I’m sorry that happened to you. I’ll be sure to.. talk this out with him” when the door shut she turned around finding all the girls standing behind her sympathy deep in their eyes. Them standing there looking at her knowing she failed at being a wife was embarrassing, and she felt like she couldn’t breathe as her heart pounded hard in her chest. Eye filling up with tears as her sobs came out sounding like she was being choked.
“She’s having another panic attack”
“Jin got her fucked up,, I’d be hyperventilating too.”
“I say we kill ‘em’”
“How about we kill all 7 of them?”
“Can y’all be serious!” That's the last thing she heard before she fell unconscious.
“You had another panic attack.” Jin stated as he entered their shared bedroom. His tone sounded annoyed, as if his wife’s own health was a burden. She watched him shrug off his suit jacket the same one she’d ironed this morning and set out before he left to do “business” she wondered if business meant fucking other women that weren’t his wife. “I’m guessing you haven’t made dinner?”
Still she said nothing, just staring at the man who provided for her just as her father did her mother. She always told herself that she wouldn’t be like her mother yet here she was stuck as the woman who still adored and worshiped her husband even after finding out he had a child with a woman of a lower status. “Jasmine?” he spoke, voice laced with concern. concern? he was concerned? “Have you taken your medication today? I’ve been meaning to schedule an appointment with your doctor”
“Do you love me? '' she asked, eyes glossy watching his hand go to run through his hair. His finger missing the silver wedding band. “I’ve told you many times not to ask me silly questions.” His tongue poked the insides of his cheeks as they always do when he’s agitated. “Why don’t you wear your ring?”
“Is it a requirement? Everyone knows that I am married.”
“Yet that doesn’t stop you from fucking maids?” Jin breathed hitched, eyes widened a bit before he contained himself. A deep frown setting itself between his eyebrows. “Maids? I would never stoop that-“
“BUT YOU DID!” throwing down on the bed the credit card transaction and the DNA test. “You went and fucked the help now she’s pregnant with YOUR bastard baby. You’ve bought her expensive dinners, lingerie, fucking flowers?!”
“You can’t even look me in the eyes and tell me you love” she yelled, which was way out of Jasmine’s character. Even though she was mildly entertained by the other girls and their petty arguments she still disliked cursing, fighting, and yelling. There was a first time for everything.
“I do love you Jasmine. Can we please just sit and talk like mature adults.” He takes a step closer only making her take a step back causing Jin to huff arms crossing over his chest. “The dinners and lingerie weren’t for the maid. They were for someone else. I’ve never had penetrative sex with the help”
Someone else. Someone that wasn’t her.
Someone who was ironing and washing his clothes, someone who wasn’t making him breakfast every morning or packing his lunch, someone who didn’t have to bust their ass to make sure his dinner was on the table at a certain time, someone who didn’t have to be slapped around or forced to quit doing what they loved just to be his partner.
Someone who didn’t love him.
“You just haven’t been yourself lately, all these panic attacks and issues. I felt lonely and I couldn’t ask you to fulfill my needs so I went.. elsewhere.”
“I lost a child, SeokJin! Our child died! I’m sorry I can’t fuck you because I’m mourning.”
“You think the death of my only son didn’t hurt me? I wanted a healthy child and wife now I have to sit around and babysit you like you’re the child.” He shouted, tips of his ears completely red as he breathed heavily.
“Fuck you Jin! I wanted a husband who isn’t a selfish, and cruel sack of shit. If it isn’t about the handsome Kim Seokjin YOU act like a child. For example, cheating on me with a maid and some unknown woman doesn’t care about you the way I do.”
She turned and began packing her things in a bag. “I’m going to stay in the empty part of the estate.” shutting the case closed she moved to leave when he snatched her back by her forearm making her drop her bags. “You can’t just leave me here alone.”
“You’ve done the same to me many times” the familiar glint in his eye, shivering the alarms in her head telling her to back down but she stood tall.
His fist clenched hard as he released her, taking his anger out on the wall causing the picture frame to fall on the ground. The picture of them holding each other at their wedding, all smiles and sunsets “You’ll be back. Like always” and he was right. She’ll be back. Just not anytime soon.
NOOOOOO MY HEART BROKE poor jasmine 😭😭😭 i feel so bad for her, she rlly truly cares for him :”) and tbh, the cocky way seokjin is, i don’t blame her for falling head over heels 🥹
everything else under the cut is spoilers*
but NO HES SUCH A DICKHEAD 😭😭 a whole ass child?? seokjin what is this an episode of maury get it together 😷 and the way he just THREW the fact that jasmine has anxiety issues in her face, i— 😞 he’s wrong for that, AFTER she lost ur child too??? tho yk what, i’m so happy she’s actually moving out of their room and taking time to herself. she needs a break from his toxic ass 🤧 AND also poor ariel 🥺 having to witness what she did, and having her own husband tell her to shut up abt it :”( she’s such a sweetheart, i feel for her and jasmine the most i think 😩 jasmine and ariel protection group commence 💪🏼 no but i love love love these series so far, your characterization of everybody and the storylines are just so interesting i love reading abt it!!!
↬ pairing/characters: prince hoseok x princess reader x prince yoongi, other members will be mentioned/make appearances
↬ genre/aus: heavy angst, sad/bittersweet ending (yeah im so sorry), unrequited love (yeah this one’s going to hurt), there’s like zero fluff in this, royal au, slight arranged marriage au (sort of), childhood friends au
↬ summary: in which hoseok watches as the love of his life gets swept off their feet by his former best friend.
↬ rating(s): m, 18+ (see warnings)
↬ tw: heavy swearing, sad ending, unrequited love, heartbreak, heavy alcohol consumption/intoxication (hoseok gets a bit drunk in this fic, but it’s briefly mentioned), mentions of someone being drunk (brief) hoseok deserves a huge hug in this fic, confrontation (hoseok and yoongi talk things out), mentions of a falling out, mentions of a deceased family member (brief, due to sickness)
↬ wc: 5.5k
↬ note: this fic is part of the one direction x bts collab, hosted by @sunshinejunghoseokie <3 the idea for this collab came about whike we were talking in a little discord chat we have with @joonlery <3 as a former one direction stan, i am so excited to write a fic based off their songs <3 as always, shoutout to cam and honour for always being the sweetest ppl ever and for all the love + support i adore y’all so much:(((( + this fic is based off the song ‘moments’ by one direction, which is still one of my favorite songs of theirs to this day <3 also shoutout to cam for reading through this and helping me with warnings <3
omg isa 🥹 this was so beautifully written i absolutely love it <3 as a sope girlie, u know i was sitting here with my heart wrenching 😔🤲🏼 you have such artistic prose and diction, literally so perfect for setting the period au scene ! i rlly felt immersed in the story! and!!!! the angst!!!!! i don’t read angst often, but this was such a great read!!! i rlly felt for hoseok poor baby :( he deserves love too :((( but mr min do be charming ig 😔💖 and the other members showing up too were so cuteeeeee 😫 u made all their relationships so accurate, joon as hoseok’s new bestie , sope’s tragic past :”), seokjin as the goofy teacher, and maknae line as little walking happy pills :)))) just such a pleasure to read, and without giving any spoilers away, i just wanna say it was amazing , esp for those who love angst !!!
❃ Festivaled Away: Daredevil Week hosted by @bangtanbathhouse
⤞ Ticket: Adrenaline Rush
⤞ Main Event: A Dare
⤞ Games: Exhibitionism
⤞ title: SURPRISE! for @kithtaehyung
⤞ pairing: taehyung x female reader
⤞ genre: smut | established relationship
⤞ summary: Your boyfriend is sending you nudes, again… And also helping you discover hidden kinks?
⤞ word count: 1.5k
⤞ warnings: taehyung with the gold chains | female masturbation | exhibitionism | praise kink | dom!taehyung | sub!reader | phone sex | voice kink | teasing | a little begging | dirty talk | nudes | erotic humiliation | finger sucking | orgasm control | a little obedience play? | Sir kink | pet names | idk if it classifies as a plot twist but yeah…to be safe.
⤞ rating: 18+
⤞ a/n: Happy Birthday to one of my bestest friends!!! I love you, Ryen!!! And I hope this little drabble brings you another smile on your birthday! Today I present 1.5k words of dom!Taehyung finishing heauxs with only the sound of his voice. Thank you @taechwitaaah for beta-reading this for me at the last minute. Thank you @yoon2k for the prompts! Oh, and for context, this is why I sent you a playlist lol. SURPRISE!
⤞ playlist: Surprise by Chloe | Melt by Kehlani | Go Crazy by Chris Brown, Young Thug | Wild Side by Normani ft. Cardi B | Cyber Sex by Doja Cat | Good For You by Selena Gomez, A$AP Rocky | WE (Warm Embrace) by Chris Brown
hello ms menace 🥹 back again with another banger i see 😫🙏🏼 first of all, the exhibitionism let me give u many smooches :”) why do i feel like taehyung is EXACTLY the type to get freaky deaky like this 🤧 and the mf CHAINS ,!&,&:&@/&:&: i DEMAND compensation 🤕 my sanity has been robbed 🏃🏽♀️🏚 i am living BROKE WITH NO MONEY, this fic took everything i had 😷 and the surprise in the end… i screamed SO LOUD u don’t understand 😭 when he said “time to blow out your candles” DINFKSKDKFKDKDK a better birthday line has never been written , you’re literally queen of dialogue 🤲🏼
[ ! ] upcoming [ ! ]
📹 title: HIT;RECORD
📹 pairing: fratboy!yoongi x fuckgirl!reader(f) x jock!seokjin
📹 rating/genre: m (18+) ; fwb/f2l(??) ; university au ; smut
📹 summary: you’ve been losing every single bet your friends have thrown at you. tired of striking the hell out, you’re determined to win the biggest one that everyone has a stake in. what you don’t quite expect, though, is that there’s more than one person willing to help you.
📹 note: i… let’s just say that i have nothing to add right now other than no one talk to me after this drops lmfaoooo this one’s another one for the yoonjin babes<33
📹 warnings: cursing, recording🧍♀️, explicit scenes, 3some, chains but are we shocked, full warnings to be listed on drop day!
📹 est. word count: 5-10k
📹 est. drop date: august 30th, 2022🧍♀️
📹 other links: masterlist
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HDJSNDNFKSJFNDKLDKFKDKEKDKDD SHUT UP RN RYEN HOW DO I INSERT THE SCREAMING BIRD EMOJI 😫😭 first of all, i must talk abt the banner bc why is that a whole art in itself… SECONDLY, i am very patiently awaiting this release, and YALL DO NOT KNOW WHATS IN STORE IM TELLING U !!!!!!! BE READY !!!!!
official playlist because i got way too invested in this
pairing — jungkook x fem!reader
summary — "when I'm with you all I get is wild thoughts"
genre — smut, pwp, fluff-ish
rate — nsfw, 18+
word count — 1.7k
warnings — exhibitionism, unprotected sex, dirty talking, light degradation, light choking, creampie.
You stood with your back glued to the front door of the house, quietly listening to the sound of the tree branches nearby. The gust of wind brought chills down your spine as midnight approached, and brought with it a cold summer breeze. Your street was poorly lit at this hour, none of the businesses close by were open. But you trusted Jungkook. He would be here soon.
Jungkook’s text was unusually vague and distant, spiking worry and confusion. Stay outside your door in 10 minutes was all he said. You weren’t a stranger to late night texts with him, as his job keeps him busy till late hours of the night. But today it was different. Neither a good night text, nor a warning that he’s about to use his key to your house. Strange.
But you didn’t have time to question it any further, as you heard the familiar roar of his motorcycle making a turn on your street. You immediately studied his posture and noticed his stress. You walked to meet him, already planning which question to ask, but as soon as he took off his helmet you knew what this was about. His sheepish smile told everything you needed to know.
“Wanna ride?” he asked.
He just wanted to release some steam. Working in the food industry was no joke, and he’d often just drive around Seoul with no destination in mind. This caught you by surprise as he usually goes alone. But for whatever reason, today would be different.
“Hand me my helmet,” you answered.
The bike moved smoothly through the empty streets. The breeze was flowing freely, especially through the skirt of your summer dress, making it cling to your body in places while exposing your legs a little. Your bare arms found a way underneath his riding jacket, and you warmed up while holding onto his torso. Jungkook drove through empty streets, but you mostly kept your eyes closed, basking in the safety of his arms.
Every so often, when taking a turn, Jungkook's abs would tense up as he balanced the bike, and you could feel his defined muscles under your palms. You couldn’t help but very slowly adjust your hands in an attempt to caress his muscles through his tight shirt. Your imagination let loose as you imagined his shirtless body. The muscle definition of his arms and torso, his exposed tattoos. The softness of his skin as they were felt by your lips.
With shallow breaths and a pounding heart, your imagination created images no brain could ever erase. Dream Jungkook, shirtless, weaponized his bad boy image. Under the hot summer sun, he’d work on his bike, and the intensity left his torso glistening with sweat. He’d furrowed his eyebrows and bite his lip in concentration. His biceps would tense as he swiped a cloth back and forth on the leather seat. After a good day's work, he’d stand tall and use both hands to push his hair back. His shorts barely concealed the definition of his thighs.
Jungkook suddenly stopped his bike, and you were forced to say goodbye to your dream just before it got interesting. He’d parked in a park you didn’t recognize, at least not at night. There was no one there, and the only sounds you could hear were coming from the small living creatures. But if you paid attention, you could see the nightlife still roaring a few meters ahead of you.
He took off his helmet, and you sighed before taking yours too. “Are you okay?” he asked, helping you get out of your seat. “You’re sighing a lot tonight.”
“I am?”
“Yes…” he answered, a confused yet worried look on his face. “Every couple of minutes or so. What’s going on?” he pressed, holding your hands on both of his.
“Everything is fine, I feel fine…” you said, “Is that why you stopped?”
“Yeah, I figured you wanted to talk to me or something,”
“I’m fine, I promise,” you assured him with a smile, before pulling him into a hug, “I missed you today, though,”
“Oh, is that why you were reaching for my nipples?” he asked, trying to hold back his laughter.
“What are you talking about?” you questioned, moving back a step to look at him.
“You were feeling me up the whole trip,” he teased “Man, I need you on that backseat more often. The confidence boost is-”
“I was NOT feeling you up!” you interrupted him, “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” you finished, crossing your arms and pouting. You didn’t want to look at him, or maybe you didn’t want him to know that your cheeks were burning. Either way, you faced the other way as his laugh filled the air.
“Is my baby feeling shy?” he snickered, hugging you tight from behind.
“Whatever,” you mumbled.
“Do you want me to feel you up, too? I’m good with my hands…” he offered, but the teasing tone never left his voice. You shrugged as an answer, and he snickered again.
The teasing suddenly stopped when you felt his nose travel from your shoulders to your ear. He kissed your neck with passion until he felt your shoulders relax.
“I thought you said you were good with your hands…” you tried to tease back, but your voice cracked in weird syllables, his tempting lips were working on you.
“I’m a man of many talents,” he whispered in your ear, setting your spine on fire. You moaned involuntarily, and that was the end of it.
He spun you around so you could face him, and his lips met yours fiercely. He couldn’t decide what to do with his hands, moving from your hips, to your neck and back. But his lips were still glued to yours. He guided you to the closest tree he could find and pressed your back against it. His lips found your neck again, and you sighed with pleasure.
“You love it when I feel you up, don’t you?” he asked, his voice lower, thick with desire.
“Yes,” you whispered softly. In a moment of impulse, you guided his hands so they could rest on your breasts. He squeezed them gently, and you bit your lower lip to suppress a moan. His hands would not stay in place. They quickly traveled to your ass cheeks. Another squeeze, but this time you couldn’t hold in your moan.
“Yeah, baby. Moan for me,” he commanded, and you were in the process of feeling embarrassed as to how quick he could wet your panties, but his bulge was prominent and made sure to make itself known. You weren’t the only one in the mood to be naughty. His lips were back to your neck as he pulled the hem of your dress.
“Yes,” you whispered again. Indulging in impulsivity again, you hitched your leg until it reached his waist. He quickly secured it in place with his hand.
“Look at my eager little slut,” he said, muffling your moan with another kiss. His free hand secured itself on your neck, the kiss getting more and more passionate. Another moan from your lips and Jungkook pressed his bulge against your core, already clenching with anticipation. “You want this dick too much, huh? Do you want me to fill that little cunt?”
You moaned louder with the friction of his pants against you. “Beg me,” he demanded. “Beg for this dick,”
You didn’t hesitate. You didn’t want to. “Please,” you whispered, very faintly. “Please fuck me,” you managed to say louder.
With one swift movement, you were standing with two legs again as he pulled down your panties. You quickly helped him unbutton his pants and pull down his boxers out of the way. He hitched your leg one more time and teased your entrance with his tip.
“So wet for me already,” he commented slowly. “Do you want to be a good girl and cum on this dick tonight?” he asked. But before you could beg for mercy, he thrusted his hip forward and a moan got caught on your throat.
“Oh, my…” you whined as he pulled almost all of the way out and thrusted again.
He tried to continue with a slow pace, to tease you to no end. He wanted to hear you beg for longer. But the clenching of your walls was too much for him, the feel of your juices was too much for him. The panting of your breath was too much for him. His strokes got harder and faster with time, and his hand found itself cupping your throat.
“Choke me, please,” you whispered, desperation seeping into your voice. He was eager to attend to your wishes. He grunted as you clenched more and more, he was close. He tried to control himself, but your soft moans were driving him crazy. He rested his head on your neck, retrieving his hand and hitching your other leg.
His strokes were controlled, hard and precise but slow enough to make an impact. He kissed your collarbones, and bit your neck in attempts to maintain his rhythm. You were gasping, and this time you didn’t want to keep quiet. Your arms were secure around his neck to hold him in place, and with one hand you pulled his hair. “Yes, fuck me like a whore,” you whined. That did it.
With one last stroke, he grunted against your neck. His knees were weaker from his release, but he held you in place. “Fuck, you’re hot,” he gasped.
Before either of you could say anything else, you heard noises followed by laughter coming your way. After getting dressed in less than 5 seconds, Jungkook guided you back to the motorcycle.
“Let’s go home. It’s your time to cum,” he teased, offering your helmet.
You hugged his torso again, and he sped up right before the drunk group of friends reached you. The speed of his bike indicated that he was no longer in a bad mood, no longer just wandering through the streets. He now had a destination and a task. You spent the whole way debating what was more exciting: the speed of the bike or the feeling of his cum soaking your panties.
OMG STOP KYLA why is this exactly what i imagined when i wrote the prompts 🥹, thank u sO MUCH for writing this 🛐🛐🛐 literally jungkook, on a motorcycle , and public sex— and when he went “the confident boost is..” abt the feeling up STOP IT JUNGKOOK ✋🏼🛑 that’s none of ur business, u don’t need to know how we feel abt u 🤕🚶🏽♀️ he’s insane and i love him u wrote him so perfectly kyla🙏🏼💖 cheers 🥂 😽
