#bts Kim Seokjin

[achillesthv]

❛𝘏-𝘖-𝘛-𝘛-𝘖-𝘎-𝘖❜ 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘩☻𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰✈

[snowithv]

tuas 𝐫𝐚𝐢́𝐳𝐞𝐬 em meus 𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐬. 森林

𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖺 𝖺 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗁𝖺 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝖺 𝗅𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾. 𝗌𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗁𝖺 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗂𝗋𝖺 𝖾𝗑𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾̂𝗇𝖼𝗂𝖺 𝗇𝖺̃𝗈 𝖿𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖺, 𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗂𝖺 𝖽𝗈 𝗆𝖾𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝖾𝗋-𝗌𝖾-𝗂𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗈 𝖾 𝖾𝗎 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖽𝗈. ─── 𝘃𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿 𝗵𝘂𝗴𝗼

❛ ✿ ／ fragments of poetry , 김석진.

the 牡丹 bloom and our ♡ connect

계절¹ primavera, poesias ❀𖬺͟ seokjin

김석진♥︎ ───── percorres meu cérebro, me inundas as veias e me deténs por inteira.

𝐣𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐦: 𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐞́𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐬 ✿’석진. entre pétalas e estações te cultivei em meu âmago e hoje, em meu ser floresces.

[yooniivrse]

hating you, craving you | ksj

summary. you don't exactly remember how the man you hate most ended up between your legs, but you're not complaining.

pairing: seokjin x afab reader

genre: co-workers to ??, implied enemies with benefits, smut

word count: 1.1k

warnings: cursing, explicit sexual content, pussy eating, petnames (princess), oc gives seokjin blue balls lol

notes: this has been in my drafts since the day jin's office concept pics dropped :3 comments, reblogs, asks and feedback are so appreciated!! i hope you guys enjoy <333

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Seokjin is a very unlikeable man.

He's arrogant, lazy, overconfident, selfish, and oh — did you mention arrogant? He wears that stupid smirk on his face constantly, using it as a leverage to get everything he wants. It was a pathetic sight, watching your co-workers stutter and stumble over their words in front of him while their skin grew deeper in the familiar shade of embarrassment.

You've always been the one person exempt from his charms — you're pride refusing to let you kneel to him like everyone else.

Which is why he’s the one with his knees digging against the hard, wooden floorboards, and his head between your thighs.

How you ended up in this position, you honestly have no idea. But none of that matters right now because fuck, did Seokjin’s mouth feel heavenly against your pussy.

His lips suck and lick at your cunt softly, his tongue delving in and out, exploring all of you. The fabric of your tight, pencil skirt is hastily bundled up at your waist — both of you had been too impatient and too worried about the lack of time you had to properly strip.

Seokjin’s fingers dig into the flesh of your thighs, keeping your shaking legs steady on the ground.

Your hands tug at his hair every time a shiver of ecstatic pleasure courses through you, followed by a lazy attempt at muffling a moan by pressing the back of your hand against your mouth. You can practically feel his lips curl into a smirk against your pussy when your actions go in vain.

“That good, huh princess?”

You look down to meet his eyes — pupils completely glazed over either lust.

“Sh-shut up.”

A muffled chuckle vibrates through your cunt and the feeling has you pressing his head closer into you. Your throbbing in his mouth, your back arching up as you feel your orgasm build up.

A plethora of curses fall from your lips; sinful pleads and lewd slurps filling the air of the almost-abandoned storage room. Any moment, the door could open to expose your little rendezvous. More arousal than worry fills you at the thought, and your cheeks flush in embarrassment.

Seokjin seems to be drawing out the alphabet with his tongue all over, taking his time to bring you over the edge — time that you were pretty sure neither of you could afford. But you were so fucking addicted to his mouth on you that you couldn’t bring yourself to protest.

“Shitshitshit. ‘m so close.”

Your eyes squeeze shut and one of your hands move from Seokjin’s hair to grip on to the side of the table, the pads of your fingers turning white from the force. His lips latch and lock against your folds, coaxing the knot in your stomach to come undone.

“C’mon, princess. Wanna taste you.”

Your orgasm washes over you like a strong tide, making your walls clench around nothing in steady waves. Seokjin eases on his pace, letting you ride out your orgasm in his tongue.

Your chest rises falls rapidly, small pants dropping from your lips. He licks a long strip along your cunt, collecting your juices on his tongue. Your hand snakes its way to the nape of his neck and you pull him up for a messy, sloppy kiss.

You clean the wet arousal that coats his chin and mouth, tasting a mixture of you and his saliva. His hands wrap around your waist securely, and you ease your weight off your buckling knees.

“When do you have to get back?” you ask, your voice breathless and your mind still fuzzy from the pleasure.

A kiss. “Don’t know.” Then another. “Don’t care.”

You giggle. “Wow, so professional of you.”

“Mhm. Don’t act like the idea of being caught doesn’t turn you.”

You’re rolling your eyes when three sharp knocks rap against the door. The two of you are blocked from view by the rusty shelves, but you still try to make yourself as small as possible.

The door doesn't open, but Jungkook's voice is unmistakable from the other side. “Hyung, you better hurry up. Namjoon’s gonna throw a fit if you don’t find him the file in the next five minutes.”

You keep your eyes on Seokjin, watching the way his Adam’s apple bobs as he lets out a sigh of annoyance. “Tell him that I’ll be there in a bit, Kook.”

“You better.”

Jungkook's footsteps trail off, and you finally let out the breath you were holding.

“Yeah, no. We’re never doing this in here, ever again.”

Seokjin lets out a sigh. “My bad. That kid’s always ruining something,” he groans, pressing his lips to yours again.

“Keep it in your pants, Seokjin.”

He scoffs. “You cannot be saying that right now.”

“You heard him,” you say with a shrug. “You can’t stay in here any longer.” You step away from him, pulling down the fabric of your skirt roughly. Despite the shivers of ecstasy that still faintly ran between your legs, the events that had just transpired had began weighing down on you; you let Seokjin eat you out during work hours in the file room, and he was never going to let you live it down.

Fuck.

Seokjin runs a hand through his hair and lets out a sigh — one clearly laced with annoyance. "Fine."

You smoothen down your shirt and quickly fix your hair as he steps off to the side. He pushes his hands into the pockets of his dark pants and leans his head against the wall.

"You coming?" you ask.

"Give me a minute. You go on."

You can't stop the teasing smirk that tugs at your lips and Seokjin avoids your gaze. At least you know that your not the only one affected by his charms.

Your walk off but come to a stop after a few steps. You turn around and his eyes meet yours. The words lie on the tip of your tongue, but you're pride tries to stop you from letting them tumble from your lips.

Fuck it.

"Want me to make it up to you tomorrow?"

A beat of silence passes, and regret instantly starts bubbling in your chest. But before you take back your offer, Seokjin lets out a small laughing breath and nods.

"Sure. Text me whenever you want, princess."

[7brownsuga7]

Jin headcanon (freaky edition)

Brat tamer and spanking. He loves to spend his free time teaching you a lesson. You’re quite smart mouthed and he loves that about you, but when he gets you in bed, he bends you over his lap and teaches you a lesson. Whips, and skin marking!! He needs to see your ass covered with his prints.

PRAISES!! Both ways. He needs to hear how good he’s making you feel and that he’s doing a good job. And when he’s dominating, he’ll praise you aswell.

THUMB IN YOUR MOUTH!!! I don’t care you’re going to be sucking on his thumb/fingers. He loves watching your lips wrapped around him.

Cockwarming!!! There’s time where he can’t always give you what you want and give you the attention you need. But he makes up for it by letting you sit on his lap with his dick inside you while he continues doing whatever he’s doing. I definitely see this while he’s gaming.

Talking about gaming, he’ll definitely love you to suck his dick while he plays. He gets frustrated a lot during, so he needs help taking care of it.

Princess treatment. As much as things can get hot in the sheets, he also likes to take his time with you and can be really soft with you, taking things slow and just focusing on the both of you on that moment. It can get passionate.

Back scratches all the way. He loves the marks you leave on him, full proof of your nights together and just how good you are for him.

Daddy kink. It slipped out one day and he absolutely loved it.

In public he’ll give you warnings when you’re giving him attitude. He’ll give you one look that tells you when you get home you’re in for it. (You know what look I’m talking about)

He wants to hear you beg. He’s very serious when it comes to you pleading and telling him how good he feels. He’ll make you say whatever he wants to hear, and you better let him hear it.

I see him as a serious person while fucking. Like he’s not too serious, but his persona definitely changes in bed then how he usually is.

[ourcean]

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[fluffyydumplings]

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ᇼㅤ :ㅤ 𝗌𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀ㅤ 𝗍𝗁𝖾ㅤ 𝐝𝐨𝐮𝐱ㅤ 𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍ㅤ 𝗈𝖿ㅤ 𝗍𝗁𝖾ㅤ 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝖽𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗌ㅤ ✿

[woonit]

°ᡣ𐭩. Jin ꒰ Bts ꒱

[btslx13]

Jin wallpaper

-sorry for being late for Jin’s birthday, I’m too busy these days :(, but better later than never <3-

[bluelavendre]

Title: "Surviving Together"

Fandom: BTS

Pairing BTS ot7 x Reader

Major Genre: Survival, Zombie apocalypse

Zombie Au inspired a bitby All of us are dead series

Chapter 2: "Shadows of Fear"

The gym storage room descends into chaos as the infected swarm toward you. Adrenaline floods your system as you grab a broken mop handle, swinging wildly to defend yourself.

"Stick together!" Jin shouts, using a baseball bat to push back an infected student.

Jungkook moves like a whirlwind, taking down anything in his path. “Don’t let them surround us!”

You’re cornered by one of the infected, its growls sending shivers down your spine. Before you can react, Taehyung appears, shoving it aside with a sharp kick.

"You okay?" he asks, his deep voice tinged with concern.

You nod, swallowing hard. “Thanks.”

The battle ends as quickly as it began. The room is littered with the motionless bodies of the infected. Everyone stands panting, their faces pale with exhaustion and fear.

"Is everyone okay?" RM asks, his voice steady despite the chaos.

A few nods and murmured affirmations follow. Jimin crouches beside you, his soft eyes scanning your face. "You’re hurt."

You glance at your arm, realizing a piece of glass from a broken window has nicked your skin. Blood trickles down, but the wound isn’t deep.

"It’s nothing," you say, trying to sound braver than you feel.

"It’s not nothing," Jimin insists, gently wrapping a torn piece of cloth around your arm. His touch is careful, almost too gentle.

"Thanks," you mutter, feeling a little self-conscious under his gaze.

Jin claps his hands to get everyone’s attention. "We need to regroup and figure out our next move. Let’s head to the locker room. It’s safer there."

The group barricades themselves inside the boys’ locker room. You all sit in a circle, the faint sound of growling echoing in the distance.

J-Hope hands you a bottle of water he scavenged earlier. "Here. You look like you need it more than me."

You smile weakly, grateful for his kindness. “Thanks, Hoseok.”

He grins despite the dire situation. “Wow, you remembered my name. I feel special.”

"You’re kind of hard to forget," you reply, and for a brief moment, his laugh lifts the tension in the room.

Jungkook sits beside you, inspecting a bruise on his forearm. "You handled yourself well back there," he says, glancing at you with a mix of admiration and curiosity.

"Not as well as you," you admit. "You’re like a one-man army."

He grins sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. "I just didn’t want anyone to get hurt."

"Well, you saved me twice, so… thanks," you say, meeting his eyes.

Jungkook’s grin softens, and he nods. "Anytime."

As the group rests, Taehyung sits near the door, staring at the floor. Something about his quiet demeanor catches your attention, and you walk over.

"Are you okay?" you ask, sitting beside him.

He doesn’t look at you right away, his voice low when he finally speaks. "I keep thinking about my family. What if they’re…" He trails off, swallowing hard.

You place a hand on his shoulder, unsure of what else to do. "We’ll get through this," you say softly. "And when we do, we’ll find them. Together."

Taehyung turns to you, his usual playful expression replaced by raw vulnerability. "You think so?"

"I know so," you say firmly, offering him a small smile.

For a moment, his lips quirk up in a faint smile. "Thanks… for saying that."

The tension eases slightly as the boys start talking about random things to distract themselves. Jin recounts a funny incident during gym class, earning a few chuckles.

"Remember when you tripped over your shoelaces during the relay race?" Suga teases, his tone light for once.

Jin groans. "Why do you always have to bring that up?"

"Because it’s the only time you’ve ever messed up," Suga replies with a smirk.

You laugh softly, feeling a sense of normalcy return, even if just for a moment.

"You have a nice laugh," Jimin says suddenly, catching you off guard.

Your cheeks heat up as everyone looks at you. "Uh, thanks."

Jimin smiles warmly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "It’s good to hear it, especially now."

Later, as everyone settles in to rest, you find yourself sitting beside RM, who is still studying the notebook from the science lab.

"Find anything useful?" you ask, breaking the silence.

"Not really," he admits, running a hand through his hair. "But I’m starting to piece things together. This virus… it wasn’t an accident."

"Do you think we’ll find a cure?"

RM looks at you, his expression unreadable. "I don’t know. But we have to try."

The weight of his words lingers, and you can’t help but feel the gravity of the situation.

"You’re smart," you say, surprising yourself. "If anyone can figure it out, it’s you."

A small smile tugs at his lips. "Thanks. That means a lot."

You can’t sleep. The growls outside and the memories of the infected are too vivid. You step away from the group, sitting by the window to clear your head.

"Can’t sleep either?" Suga’s voice startles you.

You glance at him as he sits beside you. "Yeah. Too much on my mind."

He nods, his gaze distant. "Me too. This whole thing… it’s messed up."

You hesitate before asking, "Do you think we’ll make it?"

Suga looks at you, his eyes serious. "I don’t know. But if we don’t try, we won’t. And… I think you’re stronger than you realize."

His words catch you off guard, but they settle something inside you. "Thanks, Yoongi."

He smirks faintly. "Don’t mention it."

Morning comes too soon. Everyone is exhausted, but you all prepare to move again.

Jin checks the barricade while Jungkook scouts through the small window. "The courtyard looks clearer today," Jungkook reports.

"Then we should move now," RM says.

Just as you’re about to leave, a loud banging echoes from the gym doors. Everyone freezes.

"That’s not infected," Taehyung whispers. "That’s a person."

"Or someone trying to lure us out," Suga mutters.

Jin grips his bat tightly. "We don’t open it until we know for sure."

The banging grows more frantic, accompanied by muffled screams. "Please! Help me!"

You exchange a look with the others, your heart pounding.

"Do we open it?" Jimin asks, his voice trembling.

The door rattles, and then the screams abruptly stop.

To be continued…

[achillesthv]

✎I'm 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯' ✈♡ 'bout 𝙮𝙤𝙪 ☂

[snowithv]

𝓲. 바다 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐞

𝗏𝗈𝖼𝖾̂ 𝗏𝖾̂, 𝖾𝗎 𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗆𝗈, 𝗆𝖾𝗎 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗏𝗈𝖼𝖾̂ 𝖼𝗈𝗆���� 𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗋 (𓇼.) 𝖺𝗆𝖺 𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗁𝖺 𝖾𝗆 𝗌𝖾𝗎 𝗅𝖾𝗂𝗍𝗈 𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖾𝗎 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝖽𝗋𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗆 𝗏𝗈𝖼𝖾̂, 𝗌𝖾 𝖣𝖾𝗎𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗋. ───── 𝗳𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘇 𝗸𝗮𝗳𝗸𝗮

𓂂 🐚 ׁ ❀

[btsstaysgold]

You just can't deny how FINE this man is..

(crtto)

[7brownsuga7]

Jin boyfriend headcanon ꨄ

Is definitely the proud boyfriend and would love to show you off. He’s not shy with his feelings and will express how he feels publicly regularly.

He treats you like a queen. Like no joke he puts you on such a high pedestal and treats you so greatly. Whatever you want you get, you never have to worry when you’re with him. He’ll look after you and make sure you’re straight. Spoiled is definitely the word!

His love language is acts of service and gift giving. He loves helping you out and doesn’t want to see you worry. He mindlessly picks things up for you when he’s out. He loves giving you gifts and watching your face light up when you receive it. In return, he loves hearing words of affirmation from you.

Is a gentleman. His boyfriend etiquette is amazing. Opening doors, reaching high things etc.

His card is yours. Get whatever you want, even if he isn’t there.

CLINGY and wants your attention all the time. Kind of bratty but in a funny way. Will kind of have a strop when you don’t give him attention.

Cares about your opinion, especially when it’s about him. Wants you to compliment him (not just about his appearance, overall), it really means a lot hearing it come from you.

Loves to make you laugh and will probably spend his free time coming up with some funny/not so funny jokes just to hear you laugh and see your face light up.

Stupid dad jokes and corny flirty jokes and pickup lines. He will sit and plan them out too, just to see the roll of your eyes and grin on your face.

Date nights mean a lot to him. That extra one on one time really makes his day/night. He loves planning them and spending time with you.

[ourcean]

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[fluffyydumplings]

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