[ 09:30 ] Hwang Hyunjin

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

masterlist || request

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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For hard hours: giving Jeon Jungkook hickeys during a lustful make out?? Thank you!

[3:10pm] jungkook made a big mistake letting you do whatever you pleased with him. After inviting you over to watch dramas and cuddle, he expected the day to be chill, not you sitting on his lap, sucking and biting at his skin.

The way you were kissing down his neck was hypnotizing, jungkook couldnt help but sigh in content, letting you paint his skin with your mouth. You kept yourself balanced by placing a hand on his shoulders, steadying yourself as you marked him farther down his neck, until he grabbed your chin.

"You can't be marking me in such visible places, y/n. The stylists will get mad again." He said.

You shook your head, "I dont care, let them be mad." Jungkook sighed, letting go of your chin to let you continue as it was no use telling you no, youd just do it anyway.

Your kisses grew longer and your lips parted, sucking firmly at one spot on his skin, adding in little nips here and there.

Jungkook gasped at the shocking pain that came when you sucked harder, like he would dissappear from you at any second.

"Fuck, what am I gonna do with you?" Jungkook mumbled under his breath as you sat up, staring at the work on his skin.

years after | myg

main pairing : idol!yoongi (suga) x reader

genre : sad

warnings : fluff and sadness

words : 1,101

author’s note : Hi loves, i really hope that you are going to like this imagine ! Please do not hesitate to contact me if you have a request 

MASTERLIST 

At first, you thought it was a joke, a terrible one that your childhood friend had made but then, when you saw him taking place next to you in the table, you knew it was not a joke. 

Your childhood friend invited your ex to his wedding. 

You hadn’t seen your friend in years but you were happy that he still invited you. And for sure, he wasn’t aware that you and Yoongi broke up almost three years ago. Otherwise, your ex wouldn’t have been invited.

He looked at you and offered you an awkward smile. This was all too much.

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Pastel kisses | Jimin

→ genre: idol!jimin×stylist!reader(f)

→ rating: nc17

→ warnings: implied smut(?)

→ wc: 1K

→ summary: jimin loves the pastel pink his touch paints your cheeks with; the blush red his teeth mark your skin with. A little too much that sometimes he forgets you are his supposed secret love.

→ a/n: Hope you enjoy! (I wanted to write a sad ending(sorta) to this but finally decided against it, haha)

Colours.

Jimin is good with them. Not like a painter, no. He’s more like a canvas for you—a canvas you know which colour to use and which colour to not. But regarding the latter, however, it’s hard to find a colour he’d not fit into; a colour his gaze would fail to glimmer in. He has every colour in him; deep in the star-forged depths of his brown eyes and every single flicker of his sparkling touch.

Even so, of all the colours, you know which one he prefers the most: pastel pink; the colour your cheeks blush in when he steals midnight kisses from your lips and when his skin makes flimsy promises on your own. By the day, he’s your canvas but once beneath the plush silk of his sheets, the roles change.

“You are doing it again.”

Jimin’s voice is carefully low, meant to be heard only by you, lips barely moving. And it works.

The bothered skin pulls out from beneath your teeth. You stop nibbling on your bottom lip; the reddened flesh swollen due the constant assault of your teeth.

“Sorry.”

Your fingertips brush his honey blonde tresses into place, but they fall in a wilful vigour over his forehead, yet again; continuing to hover over his eyes, just as stubborn as the boy himself. Satisfied as it is, you reach out for the powder brush.

“Why are you sorry for? It’s only making a little hard for me not to stare at them.”

The beauty brush almost slips from your grasp.

“Jimin!” You whisper shout.

The boy giggles, his rose blushed puffy cheeks bunching beneath his eyes, which have almost sunk into half moons, barely visible. But you know they glimmer. Your heart swells.

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girls like you [don’t] run ‘round with guys like me | m

characters. popular!reader x shy!jimin

genre. college au. rich kids au. fwb au. eventual ceo au. eventual racer au.

words. 4k

warnings. 18+

note. this is a repost. tumblr messed up my exposure last time. this fic didn’t show up in search and it’s probably a third post of mine that ends up like this. this one probably won’t either but posting bc someone might see it and like it.

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It’s easy to tell when Park Jimin is in love.

Unlike Kim Seokjin, his eccentric, dad joke-loving friend, Jimin would only wear the pastel pink when he’s feeling giggly and shy and mushy inside.

The source of said feelings being either the barista he goes to get his daily dose of coffee from, or the girl at the library he studies at during finals or well, right now it’s the girl he’s fucking almost every day of the week - you.

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thunder - ksj | m

your voice was the soundtrack of my summer. do you know you’re unlike any other? you’ll always be my thunder. - thunder, boys like girls

↳ summary- you allow your best friend Jin to take you backpacking once per year.  apparently, this year’s outing would be the wettest yet.

↳ rating- explicit/18+/nsfw

↳ pairing- kim seokjin x reader

↳ word count- 6k

↳ genre- fluff, tiny angst, smut, comedy

↳ warnings- penetrative sex, unprotected sex, fingering, dirty talk, light dom!jin, light sub!reader, fucking in tents haha ha ha ha, cum play, cum eating, possessive dirty talk

↳ a/n- wow hello! its been so long since i uploaded a fic i almost forgot how to do it! i would like to give you a fic that i’ve had in my storage since march, and one i’m excited to finally finish. i’d be nowhere without @taetaewonderland​ @xjoonchildx​ @ladyartemesia​ for hyping me up to post it in the first place.  thank u to @shadowsremedy​ for being my fav beta ily ily ily. enjoy my babes! pls feel free to message me!

 “Kim Seokjin, if you got us lost, I’m going to murder you,” you seethed as your pulled your booted foot out of a slick puddle of mud. 

“I didn’t get us lost, dear. The map is wrong,” he replied coolly as he twisted the crumpled map from portrait to landscape, and back again. “I’m an excellent navigator, but when the tools I have are faulty…”. 

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Everyone gansta until jimin starts flirting

I am crying 🥺😭😭😭

Since Day One

⇢ pairing: jungkook x reader ⇢ genre: smut, fluff ⇢ word count: 19k omfg rayan chILL ⇢ theme: werewolf! jungkook + boxer! jungkook + tattoo artist! jungkook (the holy trinity) + f2l au ⇢ warnings: brief scenes of violence, jungkook with shit tons of tattoos, jungkook being extremely soft, smut, lots n lots of it, breeding kink, impregnation kink, spanking, creampie, just overall vvv intense sex okay ⇢ summary: You’ve been friends for years, and when Jungkook decides to take on boxing gigs to earn some extra cash, you’re apprehensive about it but decide to support him nonetheless. It was your role as his designated best friend. But one night, during the first fight that you decide to attend as his supporter, everything completely changes. [ official photo credit goes to @/mindales on twitter. ]

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