#jeonify smuts

[jeon-ify]

on live - nakamoto yuta

pairing: yuta (nct) x female reader *

a/n: hello!! this is my first nct smut!! ofc its gonna be of my bias????? yuta is rlly hot in this one and hes super super dom and mean but recently ive been into cnc (its a trauma response or a coping mechanism mannn idk) and i had a dream about yuta last night so i think this would be THE ONE! this might be my most toe curling and nastiest and most graphic smut i’ve ever written and tbh i love it 😁

in which yuta fucks you and makes you touch yourself on camera for him to watch while he’s on tour.

warnings: swearing, dom!yuta x sub!reader, unprotected sex (yeee a big no no) mentions of tossing out birth control (ib @justaaveragereader ), yuta calls reader a bitch, slut, whore, cnc!play, sextape in the making, pussy slapping, titty slapping and sucking, face slapping, spit play, breeding kink, female anatomy, she/her reader, some?jaehyun? sex on live, if i missed anything lmkk

genre: smut, dark romance

mdni. 18+

enjoy nasties

“wait, why are you buying lingerie? isn’t yuta leaving in like 3 days?” your friend asks you as you both decided to shop around for a set of lingerie to prepare for a film that your boyfriend was oh so excited to make.

as you both walked through the last couple of aisles, you find a gorgeous black and pink set. you already knew yuta would go insane over it, already imagining the different positions and scenarios he’d play out for you.

lately, yuta’s been into cnc play. something that he was so unsure and insecure about; but when the topic came up, he brought it up to you. you were always open to trying new things with yuta, as long as you both knew where you stood, and that there was a line.

“girl come look, oh my god…” you hold up the piece for you friend to see, watching the way her eyes shift to the corset area.

“good luck walking normally for the next week. he’s gonna fuck your brains out!” she says, almost too loud for the crowd.

you pick out your size and check out to head home. you throw your bags in the car, finally getting a chance to text your man.

my yuta 🤍: hey baby, i’m on my way home. i’m gonna stop at target really fast

my yuta 🤍: are you home?

y/n: hi baby!!!!!!!!! i’m not home yet

y/n: i’m almost there tho

my yuta 🤍: okay gimme like 20 minutes bb

y/n: okay :3

you pull into your driveway, grabbing your things and rushing inside to hurry into your new set. you quickly showered and did your hair, spraying it to hold the wet hair look. you rubbed on body oil followed by a body shimmer, yuta’s favorite thing you do. you sprayed perfume on your ankles, wrists and neck, wherever yuta would be closest to you.

you also put on a touch of makeup, as yuta loved when you wore makeup, just so he can watch it run down your face when he fucks your throat.

after 20 minutes of getting yourself ready for your man, you unlock the front door, running up the stairs for yuta to see you waiting on your knees in the middle of the bed. you calmed your breathing, nervousness clouding your entire body when you hear the front door slowly open.

the front door was never unlocked unless something was going on— and this had yuta’s blood rushing, knowing you were home with the door open already for him.

“baby? i’m home, why’s the door unlocked?” he yells for you, getting no answer— expecting him to walk upstairs looking for you. you hear him putting some bags down, listening to the jingling of keys and shoes being thrown around.

“my love, i’m not playing this game.” he sighs. you hear him finally walking up the stairs, blood rushing to your ovaries and making your head spin in excitement. he opens your bedroom door, taking in the view before him. you’re on your knees in the middle of the silk covered king bed, with a pink maid lingerie set on, your wet hair almost coming down to your breasts, shifting with every deep breath you take.

you hurriedly finish setting up the camera on the chair across from bed, making sure your hair and outfit looks perfect— if you’re posting this on twitter, it has to be astounding.

you rush to get back into position, hearing yuta’s footsteps approaching. he nears the room, leaving the door completely open. his gaze darkens, curiosity at the scene before him is making his cock hard. he can only wonder what’ll happen next.

“fuckin’ hell. this what you were doing? look at you, pretty girl. is this new?” he walks up to you, reaching for the straps on your fabric, admiring the way your clean skin is perfectly suited by the set you’ve had on.

“all for you, baby. wanted it to be a surprise when you got home. i remember you mentioned you wanted to try cnc, so i got excited.” you breathily laugh. yuta’s fingers run up your neck and down to the valley of your breasts.

“yeah? good memory, baby. what do you say i rip this off you and pound your pretty cunt, hm?” his long hair bounces off his shoulders when he stands up and undresses himself. slides off his white top, his black trousers following suite.

he doesn’t notice the camera at first, but when he catches you looking at the phone on the chair every 20 seconds to make sure it hasn’t fell, his cock (impossibly) gets harder and harder.

“yuta, aren’t you tired from work?” you pretend to push him away from you, but yuta doesn’t budge. he leans over your smaller figure, planting a kiss on your forehead.

the smell of his car is what’s following his body, the new car scent making your head spin. the cologne he wears makes compliment to his aesthetic, edgy and mysterious— with notes of tobacco and ocean breeze. you catch a tiny bit of vanilla as he moves away from you. the mix of fragrances makes your mind fuzzy.

“never too tired to fuck you,” he continues demandingly, cupping your jaw to get a better view of your nervous look. his shoulders are tense and you notice the sweat beginning to form around his chest. “no, yuta. i don’t want to,”

“don’t fight me baby. you’re only making this worse for yourself,” his large hands press your back down onto the mattress, spreading your thighs to kiss around your heat. his teeth magically unbutton the body suit you struggled to clasp together. amazed, you moan out when you feel his teeth graze your cunt through your thin lace panties. he pushes your thighs apart as he kisses and licks you through the thin material.

letting go of your legs, he rips your panties off and licks a long stripe from the top to the bottom of your clit. he sucks at the sensitive area, whimpering and gasping at the taste of you.

your pussy clenches and convulses around his tongue while your thighs attempt to shut around his long haired head. his brown hair is damp with sweat, using his free hand to brush his hair back. he bites at your clit, making your legs twitch. “yuta, stop— please,” you whimper with watery eyes while your orgasm threatens to approach.

he only groans in response, sucking harder and flicking his tongue faster up and down your entire cunt. your orgasm approaches; you release all over the area where a beard would sit.

his stronger hands make impact with your pussy, your body jolting in response. “stop fucking moving. i’m gonna use you how i see fit, am i clear, y/n?”

“but i-“

“but i don’t care. don’t make me tie you down.”

his dark eyes lock into yours, making your heart jump in fear and excitement for what’s about to come. your legs force themselves open while yuta strokes himself slightly and lines his cock up with your soaked, sore cunt. in one thrust, he’s all the way in, giving yourself no time to adjust. he places his hand on your mouth to block out all sound from you. “yeah, keep that fuckin’ mouth shut. only thing you’re good for is this pussy.”

he lands another sharp slap on your cunt, making you cry out. your back arches upward and you could’ve swore you just saw your brain from how hard your eyes rolled back. “gonna toss out your birth control and fill you up every. fucking. day.” with every word, he pulls out completely, then thrusts harder back into you. your body shivers and your toes curl at the contact. with your back arched up, he takes the opportunity to remove his hand from your mouth and undo your entire set, stripping you completely naked.

after he’s satisfied with the scene before him, he slaps your right tit, then your left, then the right. the muscle turns red and you wince out in pain. he leans down to suck and lick at the area, earning a gasp from you.

“don’t cum in me, please!” you beg. you absolutely need him to breed you— it’s a staple in your’s and yuta’s sex life. it wasn’t sex if he didn’t full you up by the end of it.

“shut the fuck up. the last time i checked, sluts like you don’t care about getting pregnant, hm? they just sleep around and wait for someone to empty their cum into their loose pussies, yeah? that what you are?”

“n-no.” your eyebrows furrow in anger at the words he throws at you. the expression on your face doesn’t match the expression your pussy displays. you’re throbbing and swallowing him in, unknowingly cumming around him for the -nteenth time.

“yeah, you are. say it with me.” his tone softens as he talks you through the most vulgar words, waiting for you to say the words.

“i’ll call someone if you don’t let me go.”

“who are you gonna call, darling? the cops? i’ll make them watch.” he slaps the left side of your face, leaving a red handprint on your glossy skin.

“open your legs. don’t make me repeat myself,” you force your shaky legs open while yuta continues his assault on your sore pussy. the lewd moans he lets out makes your head fuzzy. “so fucking tight. even after i fucked you for hours,”

his thrusts slow, then they continue at a rough and fast pace. his fingers are hooked into the right side of your mouth like a dental clamp. your teeth are covered in your own arousal.

he repositions the both of you to where you’re both facing the camera. he cups your jaw, making you watch him fuck you through the camera. you connected your phone to the tv, so you’re both seen on the screen.

“say hi to your fans, bitch. we’re on live.”

somehow, yuta managed to switch to a livestream, the comments being flooded with a sweaty face emoji and thirsty comments. he pounds into you while you’re both whining and whimpering, holding your hair back to push you deeper onto his length.

“n-no, yuta, let me go!”

you’re cut off by a sharp slap on your ass. “one more chance. say hi.”

“h- fuck, i can’t!”

you watch the views go up dramatically, while yuta smiles manically.

12.7M VIEWS

3.7M COMMENTS

1.27M GIFTS

cznniehoe: man im tryna get my coochie stretched too

johnnysuh: no sharing?

jaehyun: hot

marklee: dude this is so hot

taeil: bro what let me get some

taeyong: BOW BOW BOW BOW BOW THATS THAT BOOTY MEAT

the views only increase, making your heart clench at nervousness.

“say hi to jaehyun for me.”

“i can’t—“ another slap to your right ass cheek, already forming a bruise. he pulls you off of him, watching yours and his cum drip down his cock and your thighs. “h-hi jaehyun,”

jaehyun: hello pretty girl

“there you go. wasn’t so hard was it?” yuta leans over to grab the camera and angle it at your face. it’s at selfie level as you stare at your own arousal on your face and the mascara on your cheeks. your lips are puffy and red with strands of hair on your face.

you look like yuta’s bitch.

[jeon-ify]

oh my god

[S, #1] 2 AM Call

(Our Precious series #1)

Warning: dom!yunho, sub!reader, suggestive, sexting, phone sex, a lot of dirty talk (seriously, really filthy), masturbating, etc...

Note: if any of the above-mentioned topics trigger you then you can click off. :) also, do not proceed if you're below 16.

An Extra Note: this is a mini - or - a long series, and I'm too lazy to make a different book for it. Hence, I'll be adding all the planned/written chapters of this series in this book. It'll be in second person pov, but instead of writing [y/n] — cause I'm too lazy, really — I'll be writing Angel. So, the reader's name is Angel for this series. This series revolves around polygamy, which means the reader will be involved with ot8; the chapters will unfold slowly from the beginning and follow a storyline.

Gist: being in your sophomore year of college, you meet a very cute and handsome bookstore clerk. You happen to exchange numbers and on the same night, he's all you can think about. When you decide to ring him up, it's 2 AM and both of you have different things on your minds.

Word Count: 5,471

Lehninger.

Lehninger.

Albert Lehninger.

Principles of Biochemistry.

         You grumble under your breath, shifting your eyes chaotically around the shelves of hardcover books aligned in alphabetical order. The wooden shelves feature biochemistry books, and out of all these, you needed only one, which apparently was too hard for your eyes to search. Scorching sun outside is far less preferable than the air conditioning of the second-hand bookstore you were in, so you decide to stay in and pass a few more minutes looking through the books.

Maybe, you could find something worthwhile in store, perhaps something other than textbooks and thesis unrelated to your university work. Sighing, you bend over slightly to grasp the titles inscribed on the spines of several other books.

"It could be here, maybe." you thought to yourself.

"Hi, how can I help you?" a cheery yet raspy voice cuts through your thoughts, "are you looking for a specific book?"

Your attention turns towards the humbly speaking man, and once your gaze falls onto him, and his smile, you hold your breath. He was...ethereal; clad in a beige coloured cardigan and a white turtleneck under it, the man's demeanour was stoic and poised yet friendly and warm. Towering over and looking down at your petite stature, he smiles widely, politely waiting for you to reply. You take a minute longer to stare and notice all finer details on his face; his porcelain skin, pretty pink lips, a straight nose—almost sculpted, and his innocently shaped doe eyes just boring into yours.

There it goes without saying, you were drooling over him. He was attractive, no doubt, but the way he offered you a benign smile made your heart lurch a bit was far more beguiling than his looks. In all seriousness, it had been more than a minute or two since you had been silently checking him out; you had failed to notice the heap of books he was holding in his arms before, but now that you do, you mentally groan at his bulging arms with prominent veins on the back of his hands.

"Hello—"

"—yeah, no. I mean, I was actually looking for...Lehninger—um, biochemistry?" you stutter and ramble, lastly stringing your words into a question.

"Oh, wait. Give me a minute, I'll check it in our database." Carrying the books in his hands, he nudges you to follow him with a nod.

You do cluelessly follow him but enjoy the view of his rear; you really needed to snap out of it! He guides you to the front desk where the cash register was situated, and a computer was stowed away on the other side of it. Thump the books go, having been put down on the desk by him before he leans over the computer to type. Standing on the other side of the desk, you watch him do the work, with your arms folded over your chest.

In the heat of the moment, you're reeling back to checking him out; silverbluish hair styled in a mullet, the puffy strands kissing the collar of his turtleneck, his eyelashes batting every two seconds at the blaring computer screen—you bite down on your lip when libidinous thoughts swarm your mind. His hands, those sleek fingers pressing down the keys on keyboard...how good would those feel as they're pumping in and out of your cunt.

"Oh, okay. Got it!" he squeals softly, turning to you, "looks like we've got one copy of the sixth edition. Would that be alright?"

You flinch, snapping from your thoughts and realising you really needed to get laid, at least to get your mind straight.

"Ah," you take some time to comprehend his words, "sure. I don't mind, to be honest. Only need it as a reference for my assignment."

"You could've issued this book at the university library, why didn't you?" he asks, stepping out from the counter and guiding you back to the wooden shelves.

You look at your feet, stumbling behind him, unsure of what to say. "I believe it's better to have a personal copy instead of issuing it from the library since I'm going to need till my senior year. Couldn't afford a new one, so I thought why not invest in a second-hand."

He heaves out a gentle chuckle, halting his steps in front of a shelf. "That's fair. So, Horizon University?"

"Yeah," you mumble. "Got a scholarship and everything...how did you..."

"It's the only university close by, and I'm in my senior year there, well, at the end of it—only one more month left till I graduate." he starts rummaging through the racks in the shelf to find your book. "Dance major."

"Sophomore year here, zoology major." he hums, looking at you and pulls out a thick book from the shelf. You continue in a hushed voice, "I've still got two years left in that hellhole."

"You don't like the university?" he questions, as a matter of factly.

"No. Not really. Not that I know I can't make friends for fucks sake," you state.

"You haven't met the right kind of people yet, it's fine. You will soon." he flashes you a toothy grin. "Do you need anything else?"

"No, I'm good." you whisper, "I'll hopefully vibe with someone soon, can't be alone all the time."

"Like I said, you will. Hang in there," he reassures you with his smile going deep in his cheeks, "I'll ring this up for you, come on."

By the cash register, you pay the respective amount while he puts the book in a paper bag having the store's name printed on top of it.

As he hands you the bag, he chimes, "there you go."

You take the bag in your hands, but don't leave just yet; you didn't want to leave him. Drawn to his charismatic presence, you stay behind for a long second. You're staring into each other's eyes, intently lingering onto the disguised inklings in either of your minds. The space around you seems so suffocating, heavy and laden with thick air. In the pit of your stomach, there's an urge you want to act on, you want to tear your gaze away from him and continue on with the rest of your day.

But you can't.

And your heart doesn't want to, thinking there's a possibility of you engaging with him on a romantic level.

From the corner of your eye, you watch his lips twitch into a tiny smile; he scurries his hand on the desk and pulls out one of the store's business cards. He has a sharpie ready on him, and scribbles something on the back of the card.

"Just in case, here's my number. Give me a call, or a text. Would like to hang out with you some time," he slides the cards across the desk to you, "I'm Yunho, by the way."

You take the card and slip it in the pocket of your dress; yes, you wore a clingy summer dress with pockets because pockets are a lifesaver.

"My name's Angel."

"I look forward to hearing from you, Angel."

And you did find something better in there, other than books.

The day rolls by as smoothly as it should, after leaving the bookstore you make your way back to your dorm room in the university to keep the book in your room and grab your laptop as you decide to spend the rest of your morning in the campus cafe. Musty notes of coffee linger in the air while you save Yunho's contact into your phone and work a little on your assignment. All your lectures, you whiled the time thinking about Yunho—his face, his voice, his fingers, his body—you were starting to realise how reprehensibly had this man taken up every fraction of your mind.

You weren't complaining, though. But it was proving to be very distracting amidst your lectures. Coming back to your dorm room, lethargic from the humdrum day of lectures and practical work, you lay in your bed. Mindlessly, you pick your phone and go through your socials, especially Yunho's. He has to have an Instagram page at least. And to your surprise, he does. You come across a public account with few of his photos. You didn't get to see much of him however, as the photos were mostly of him either looking away from the camera or hiding his face behind his hands. Heaving an exasperated sigh, you lock your phone and go on about the rest of your day.

As night dawns in, you're back in your bed after eating dinner. You've done all of your nightly routine and are freshly showered. You wear a dark brown cardigan over your black lingerie; really not in the mood to change into sleepwear because of the buzzing heat of summer. Again, mindless thoughts pop in your head and you grab your phone to check any texts from your nonexistent friends. It's not like you didn't have any friends, you didn't prefer to make friends—regardless, you did have one friend in the entirety of your university. He was a bunny-eyed man with deep brown hair, and a baby yet stoic face; Choi Jongho. But you spoke to him occasionally and only interacted when needed to.

Opening the messaging app on your phone, you almost make sure to have a double take when you see Yunho's name at the top with very recent messages from him. Yep. It was him. You checked it twice only to be sure and it was his contact number. Stifling a squeal, you open your chats.

Yunho: Hey! Just wanted to make sure you got to your dorm room safely. And how's that book working out for you?

[Sent 22:39 pm Read 1:06 am]

So, he needed an excuse to text you. How adorable.

You: Hi Aren't you quick to text me? ^^ It's alright. And... The book makes me want to hit my head against a wall.

[Sent 1:07 am Read 1:07 am]

Yunho: Ouch :( I have no idea what works in biochemistry. Sadly. But hang in there! And ofc Thought I'd keep you company since you're a loner.

[Sent 1:09 am Read 1:10 am]

You: I have friends, mister!

[Sent 1:10 am Read 1:12 am]

Yunho: Yeah You do Imaginary friends don't count.

[Sent 1:12 am Read 1:13 am]

You: I do have a friend! Don't underestimate me.

[Sent 1:14 am Read 1:15 am]

Yunho: "a" friend I'm not tbh But who's this friend?

[Sent 1:16 am Read 1:17 am]

You: He's in my department We've got couple of classes together

[Sent 1:17 am Read 1:18 am]

Yunho: well then I'll let you talk to him

[Sent 1:19 am Read 1:19 am]

You felt a pang of pain bubble in your chest, but your mind couldn't figure out why you were hurting over his response.

You: Why do you sound mad?

[Sent 1:19 am Read 1:35 am]

Yunho: I'm not :)

[Sent 1:35 am Read 1:36 am]

You: k.

You roll your eyes and blink away the weirdness. Now, your silly anguish had been replaced with anger and frustration. In fact, you wondered why you felt so silly about this ordeal when he was the one to initiate texting you. They say men have a golden rule of texting, that is, they'd wait three days until texting. But it turns out Yunho was little too eager to talk to you. Shaking your head, you sit up straight in your bed and puff your cheeks. Your eyes glaze over your reflection in the full-length mirror in front of your closet.

An idea sparks your curiosity, and you smirk to yourself. Bringing your phone back in your hand, you angle it at a specific point to get your entire body in the frame. You take a mirror selfie, perched by the edge of the bed, your cardigan loosely hanging over your shoulder to expose your lingerie and a good amount of your cleavage, your hair flowing down on one side of your shoulder, and your eyes remain emotionless. Having no perceivable clue of your behaviour, you slump yourself back in bed and purposely send the picture to Yunho. You wait for a minute to pass when you text him back.

You: *sent attachment*

You: Oh god! Didn't meant to send it to you. Can you delete it, please?

[Sent 1:45 Read 1:45]

Yunho: Oh ... Well I saw it. And it's only fair if you... *sent attachment*

[Sent 1:46 Read 1:47]

You feel the buzz in your head, upon checking out the attachment he sent you. Thinking it'd be a normal photo, you didn't pay too much attention to it, but maybe you should have, and you did exactly at your second take of the photo. It was him, obviously; he was sitting in a gaming chair, legs widespread, wearing his loose sweatpants under a haze of dim lights of his room. One of his hands held his phone as he clicked the picture, while the other palmed his crotch. And then you saw it, his boner, protruding from the sweatpants. You mentally tried to gauge his size by the pronounced outline on his pants. And you were impressed.

The heaviness in your head grows when you notice his sly smirk in the photo, and the bulging veins on both of his hands; he wanted to rile you up, just the way you did. Though, if there could be a difference, you did it out of spite and he was doing it to get back to you. Squeezing your thighs together, you tried to control your urges, the same stupefying urges you got when you saw him in the bookstore this morning. The suppression of your desire leads to you heaving out a deep breath, wanting to get back at him for ruining your peace with that photo.

You: someone's all worked up. what were you thinking about?

[Sent 1:50 am Read 1:51 am]

Yunho: Just something Or someone

[Sent 1:51 am Read 1:52 am]

You: I wouldn't mind taking a peek in your head ;)

[Sent 1:53 Read 1:53]

Yunho: Do you really want to know what I'm thinking about?

[Sent 1:54 Read 1:55]

You: Yes Unless you don't want to.

[Sent 1:56 Read 1:57]

Yunho: I'd be the one to ask you that Are you sure you want to know?

[Sent 1:57 Read 1:58]

For some reason you could picture him with a conceited smile on his face, still sitting on the chair and his legs wide apart while he rubs his cock through his sweats.

You: You like teasing don't you?

Yunho: Oh I love it

You: I'll tell you what. I've been thinking about you since the morning

Yunho: Hmm Likewise I've been thinking about all the things I'd do to you if you were here with me

You: and what would you do?

You draw in a sharp breath, chest heaving up and down when your mind fogs with the thoughts of him doing filthy things to you.

Yunho: For the starters... I'd gently kiss your lips While ripping the buttons off your sweater Taking it off Letting my hands roam your body

Reading his texts, you pull at the buttons on your sweater, one by one and eventually shrugging it off from your body. You tremble slightly as you proceed to text him with one hand.

You: Go on...

Yunho: I'd pin you to the bed Make sure your hands are above your head Kiss you so hungrily. use my hands to feel all of you. And take off whatever that's remaining on your body Id tease you a hell a lot Fukc Ferl your bdy shuddre under mine when I drg my fingerss down to yor wet pussy Pusj my fingers deep in you knuckles feep Make you mewl as my fingers pumped in and out ... Fuck I want you so bad

That was the point of no return for you, you were deeply invested in this game, in this stupid act of desperation where all you could think about was his texts. It brings your colourful imagination to mind, visualising his texts as you rub your fingers on your now-aroused cunt through your dripping wet panties. you noticed the typos in his texts, probably from him typing with his one hand while his other remained busy. 

Taking a deep breath, you rest against the headboard of your bed, your legs spread a little to make it easier for your hands to rub you. You bite your lip, thinking more of him, thinking of his sleek fingers sawing you out while he's knuckles deep in your cunt.

You: I want you too So so bad I want your fingers in me I want you to loosen me up nice for your cock to pound into me

You finally decide to push your panties to the side, while ghosting your fingers over your clit before you let them submerge in your heat. Your arousal coats your fingers as they slick back and forth, at a steady pace, in your cunt. Your mind is already long gone to the end where you were only yearning for him to make you feel good. Noticing how your phone hadn't buzzed for a long time, you shift your attention to it and instead of his texts, you see him calling you. Hesitation knocks at your door, but you're too far gone from rationality to think about it. As you answer his call and press your phone to your ear, you hear his ragged breathing. It brushes your ear and tickles you, springing up goosebumps on your skin, as though he was right next to you in your bed.

"You really know how to make a man all worked up, don't you?" he hisses, "don't worry, princess. I'll make you feel good."

You take in another deep breath through your mouth, bringing your fingers out of your cunt. Hovering them over your chest, you push the cups of your bra down and grope your breasts; you pinch your nipples, fondle and knead your tits to get yourself in the mood. He doesn't know about it, but your fantasies run wild—with him as he fills his hands with your tits, groping and fondling them, maybe even more.

"What is my Angel doing right now? Are you touching yourself at the thought of me pinning you down to the bed and fucking you relentlessly?" he asks, and your mind pictures it word to word.

"Yes. I want you to—I want you to fuck me foolish—make me—make me see stars—while—while your cock rams into me..." you stutter, struggling to strip yourself out of your lingerie.

"Pretty filthy thoughts for a beautiful face like yours, Angel." His tone is teasing as he continues, "wanting a stranger you just met to do all these vile things to you...you're a cum-slut aren't you?"

Dirty talk was never your cup of tea, it made you cringe internally but there was something about Yunho's deep and sultry voice that made you wet, insanely wet. You bite your lip, conscience half gone to the sound of his trembling breathing, and rub your clit—the sensation only brings butterflies in your stomach, because in your mind those were his fingers and not yours. In your mind everything you did to yourself was replaced with him, and it was enough to get you started.

Biting back on a moan, you reply, "yeah...I want you to—I want you to do all the vile stuff to me."

You hear certain shuffling in the background alongside a long pause and then, your ears catch up on his soft little grunts. Nothing prepared your imagination for what you were thinking; him in his bed or just in his gaming chair, with his cock out, stroking himself at the thought of you.

"Your—your wish is my command," he growls, his deep voice resonating in your ear, "would love to finger your tight little cunt, drawing out these pretty moans from your mouth..."

You slide one finger down your slit, and eventually ease it in your hole; it brought discomfort at first, a little, but when you started moving it deep within you, you felt your walls clench slightly around it.

"Fuck...yes, I want you to spread—spread me open with your fingers."

He did not need to know that you were fingering yourself, your voiceless grunts and whispers were enough for him to imagine it. Picturing you plunge your fingers into your cunt, he increases the pace of his hand stroking his cock; though, he keeps himself steady. He couldn't really help himself and gradually increases the rhythm of his movements.

"Add another finger, baby." he mumbles, closing his eyes and leaning back against his chair.

You oblige, adding another finger in your hole.

"How does it feel?"

"Good—feels good, Yunho." You mewl his name, scissoring your fingers inside of you.

"You're doing great, princess. Now, curl your fingers..." he manages to squeak out in a whisper, pumping his cock with busy motions.

His chest rises and falls rhythmically to your moans, and you do as he says; curling your fingers inside you, you feel a certain warmth lingering in your stomach. You were getting close to your climax, without even having to anything more—the knot strikes a jolt of tightness in the pit of your stomach, and you moan out loud. Really loud.

"I want you to feel me, Yunho." you breathe out, aroused. "I want to feel you too—feel your cock sliding in and out of me—fucking me good with it."

"Oh baby," he goes silent for a second, focused on stroking himself, "I'll fuck you good—I'll fuck you till you're begging for me to stop..."

"Ah fuck," you arch your back off the mattress, trying to chase your high.

Your fingers plunge in and out, increasing tension in your stomach and gut; your tightness was gradually easing up, and so you decide to insert another finger in. The stretch stung, however, pleasurable, making you whimper his name out loud.

"Yunho...!"

"Yes, baby, I know." he winces in diversion. "Hold on a little longer, I'm close—I'm close too."

He breathes out, increasing the pace of his hand; his cock slick with his precum and it spreads along the shaft as he continues to pump himself. You could hear the strain in his voice, indicating you, he indeed was close to his own climax; you were too, knowing your fingers were hitting your sweet spot every time they thrusted in you. Keeping your phone on loudspeaker, you set it on the nightstand and use your other hand to rub your clit. You increase the pace of your fingers, flesh squelching, your juices lightly lapping against your fingers—the knot tightens delicately in your stomach as your tempo remains constant.

Yunho bucks his hips into hands, composing himself as he thrusts his cock into his hand, thinking about your tight cunt. He has a colourful mind too, picturing himself rocking his hips so that his cock hits all of your deepest parts. His lungs convulse, fighting the urge to moan but it breaks out of his lips anyway. He moans your name, shaking and struggling to hold his phone next to his ear—he does the same as you, sets his phone aside while keeping it on speaker.

"Such a dirty little slut, fingering herself to the thought of my cock thrusting into her," his voice gives you a push, fuels your soul with the fire it lacked. In retrospect, he needed something too, to tip him off his edge as he fucked his hand. "Fuck...needs my cock to make her happy..."

"Yes, please," you cry, tears rolling down the side of your face as your fingers do their work.

Your high was approaching you, so close, almost there. The limit to hold it in was past the point, he could say something and you would be riding down your orgasm—you needed him, his voice, his words. On the other hand, Yunho's patience was running thin, he wanted to finish it off—feeling the warmth of his hand pushing him to his edge, he smirks to himself and throws his head back.

"Are you close, princess? Cause I am..." he grunts.

You nod your head, pursing your lips together to make a gentle sound of humming. You didn't realise it yet, but you were bucking your hips to your fingers, letting them curl and slip in deep inside you; grinding your hips against your fingers, you let out a satisfied groan—the tightness in the pit of your stomach comes undone. Rummaging your hand to hold the headboard behind you, you brace yourself as your high washes over you with a vehement intensity. You let our shaky breaths, well beyond being breathless, as your fingers slowly make their way out of your heat. Your chest rises and falls, tremors spread under your skin with your juices dripping down your inner thighs.

"Fuck, princess..."

His groan is a little static, coming from your phone as it leaves your imagination to run wild. You picture him slumped in his chair with his load spurting out to stain his lower abdomen and clothes. In reality, Yunho breathes through his mouth, letting it fall agape when his high comes crashing down onto him. He had never felt such rush of satisfaction by only indulging himself with you on call; he had never felt himself cumming so hard for anyone with any real action, but here he was, panting and shaking, stroking off his climax as he grimaced at his hand full of his cum.

There's a long moment of silence between you two, and in that silence, the post-orgasm clarity sinks deep within you. The thought of you being so indecent with a man you met in the morning, not even knowing him for more than a day, brought some coherence to your mind. Though, the best is to let it go and keep it in your bounds of inadvertent thrills of late night.

Your body feels languid, and tired; wondering the same for him.

"That was..."

"It happened in the moment," Yunho breathlessly pronounces, "we're just two strangers who have nothing to do with each other, right?"

"Well..."

You sit straighter in your bed, staring at your phone as you bite your lip; you were waiting for him to speak.

"Well what?" he mumbles, a sly smile stretching his lips.

"I thought...never mind. I'm way over in my head." You shrug it off, pulling the sheets over your body as the embarrassment drowned you out. "It's fine, we'll pretend this never happened."

"What? Are you crazy?" his voice is much clear now, with the obvious tone of bewilderment. "Gosh, Angel. You don't know how hard I came for you. I can't pretend this never happened; instead, I wouldn't mind giving us..."

He trails, dragging his words in a whisper with hopes of you completing him. "...giving us a try, like just keeping our relationship exclusive to sex?"

"If you're down for it." he mumbles, "I don't want to do anything that you're uncomfortable with."

"I'll think about it."

You smiled to yourself, thinking about that possibility. When the sun rose to a new day, you found yourself pondering. Not exactly in the 'deep venture' of it, but you just kept your mind busy with Yunho's proposal and thought of the consequences if you were to ever agree to it. Friends with benefits with a soon-to-graduate hot senior? That sounds tempting, a lot, it also fuels your infatuation with him. But on the other hand, you didn't want to go down that road with him. There were second thoughts in your mind, of course there'd be—you maybe, sort of, liked this man, after all, he does give off the vibes that he'd be a great boyfriend. You didn't want to ruin that possibility with him.

The rest of your day goes as scheduled, you attend a few of your lectures in the morning. Currently, it's afternoon and you have last of your classes to attend. Amidst all the excitement and stress, your friend, Jongho texts you, asking you to get him your lab-coat for his practical class. You find him standing in front the chemistry department, smiling and engaged in a chatter with someone else. And upon noticing it from afar, the person who he was talking to was Yunho. It was such a contrast, both were happy-go-lucky kind of guys, but Jongho seemed more innocent than Yunho (after the night you had spent with him, it was hard to picture him being anything but innocent). You could make it out from his tall built, and silver-bluish hair styled in a mullet, regardless with his back facing you. Hesitation stricken, you somehow manage to make your way to him; because Jongho had already noticed you even before you turn around and run away.

"There she is!" Jongho glees, and Yunho turns around, meeting your eyes. "Thank you so much for bringing it, I really despise prof. Yuen when he gets all judgmental about 'forgetting' to bring a lab-coat to his practical class."

"Hey, no worries," you smile at him, handing him your lab-coat. "I have his practical class day after tomorrow, till then the coat is yours." You laugh it off, awkwardly glancing at Yunho.

Jongho notices the out-of-ordinary ogles you made at Yunho, chiming in, "oh right, Angel, this is Yunho. I live with him and six other guys. But that's not important and ummm.." he looks at Yunho, scratching the back of his neck, "she's Angel, my only friend in this university."

Yunho smiles warmly at you, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he does. "Oh so, it's her you can't stop chattering about?" he chuckles lightly, "and what do you mean 'your only friend' aren't we your friends too?"

Jongho rolls his eyes, "you guys are nothing but a pain in the ass. Just today, in the morning Wooyoung and San drank all the milk and kept empty containers back in the refrigerator. I had to crunch on cereals before heading out for my morning classes."

"So, are you tainting all others because of those two individuals?" Yunho retorts.

You purse your lips together, ineptly crossing your eyes between them; you were aware of Jongho's living condition, but you could have never expected Yunho to be one of his flatmates. It was true, Jongho lived with seven other guys from the university, some of them having a full time job, and at times he would complain about them to you. Though you never really focused too much on what he had to say, or even catch their names.

"Uhhh..." you trail, offering them a tight lipped smile.

"Angel, come on, back me up." Jongho grumbles.

"I can't say anything about your flatmates, Jongho." The chestnut-haired man rolls his eyes, and you continue, "but I've always listened to your rants."

"I bet you're a good listener, Angel." Yunho taunts you, "and an even better friend to him."

"She is," Jongho breaks out in a smile. "Hey, you should totally come over on Thursday. We've got a game night planned."

"Uh, Jongho, I don't think I'd want to play board games with eight guys." You mutter under your breath.

"Who said we play board games?" Yunho says, drawing his brows together. "Though, it'll be fun for a while, having a girl over."

"Yes, Angel. You should consider it. Just—just think about it okay?" the enthusiasm in Jongho's voice isn't hard to ignore. "Now, I've got a class, so I'll see you in a bit."

With that he disappears, leaving you and Yunho stranded alone with nothing to talk about or a lot to talk about.

"What a lovely coincidence," Yunho begins, smiling at you, "the girl he talked about was you all along; well, he painted a pretty picture of you in our heads."

"I see Jongho as anything but more than a friend." you pout, "and this game night, should I even consider coming?"

"Well, it depends on you, princess," he smirks, "it depends on whether or not you could keep your hands to yourself. Because I'll be there."

"Oh, don't put yourself on a high pedestal, mister." You roll your eyes, "I'll think about it."

"Don't you have a lot to think about already?" he steps closer to you, towering over you as he leans close to your ear, "I don't think I can go on without touching you for the entire time you'd be there, so really do think about it."

He straightens up and mumbles one last time before leaving you completely high and dry.

"And if you do come, I will really fuck you senseless."

[biaswreckmepls]

He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not (Seven Days)

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/8691787/chapters/19927162

Author: jeonify

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Relationships: Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin

Status: Completed

Chapters: 2/2 (19751 words)

Tags: Highschool AU

Summary:

it's always the same cycle each week; monday: a new boyfriend/girlfriend sunday: i don't love you, let's break up -- 'jeon jeongguk' comprises of 12 letters of the alphabet- so does 'heartbreaker'.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/8691787/chapters/19927162

[purely-you]

The Best JiKook Fics

For the past 2 years, I’ve been scavenging the best of the best. It’s been a hell of a ride going through so much stories and reading everything an author has put out. But through this journey, I’ve found such amazing writers, some of which I sometimes even go back to read because they are that good. These people really need to be applauded for putting such beautiful effort and time into these stories. Their words are literal magic. Chefs kiss for real.

Anyways, I’m still in the process of looking for more amazing fics. This is just the small list of my absolute favorites :)

These are not listed in order of favorites! Some are chapters! Feel free to also recommend some fics to me!

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✨ Love as Fast as Light - annie_vi

best friends to lovers, singer!jk, yoga-instructor!jimin, fluff, pining, hurt/comfort, smut

✨ Drop Like Confetti - annie_vi

ceo!jk, university-student!jimin, strangers to lovers, age swap, age difference, fluff, smut, light angst,

✨ bad habit - eaden

rock band au, singer!jk, manager!jimin, smut, fluff, indie music

✨ Hey, Baby, I’ve Got My Ion You - jeonify

college au, chemist!jk, fluff, angst

✨ Park Jimin’s Guide to Good Housekeeping - Ashlyn17

magic, enemies to friends to lovers, mythical beings and creatures, slow burn, bureaucracy

✨ The Lesser Evil - Rose_gold715

mafia au, angst, police brutality, smut, non-graphic violence

✨ Inevitable Us - eaden

time travel, age swap, hurt/comfort, smut, fluff, established relationship

✨ Blind Switch - Charmander

farm/ranch au, horse racing, enemies to friends to lovers, jockey!jk, spoiled park jimin, hurt/comfort, emotional abuse (from shitty parents), smut, fluff

✨ Don’t Take Me For Granted - tiffs_scribbles

brothers au, older-brother!jimin, older-brother!taehyung, younger-brother!jk, maknae line, angst

✨ What Does It Mean To Love? - tiffs_scribbles

college/university au, drama, mentions of drugs

✨ CAMELLIA - SUPPLEMIN

unrequited love, emotional hurt/comfort, supernatural, horror, psychological drama, human trafficking, organ theft, tragedy, one-sided relationship, angst, major sad

✨ Winter Flowers - annie_vi

strangers to lovers, florist!jimin, nurse!jk, falling in lover, romance, fluff, smut

✨ gossamer in the light - islandbreeze

fake/pretend relationship, strangers to lovers, slow burn, flirting, vacation, humor, fluff, smut

✨ Training Wheels - jeonify

pining, lots of pining, angst, onsided taekook, childhood friends to lovers

✨ tell me why my gods look like you - paeri

aged up characters, taehyung&jimin are siblings, aged down jimin, whipped jk, fluff, smut

✨ i still do - xxbluedust

college/university au, angst, hurt/comfort, slight unrequited love

✨ 30 Minutes- rhythmsextion

bon voyage, no plot at all, smut

✨ We Bloom Until We Ache - jeonify

hanahaki au, flower shop au, temporarily unrequited love, pining, angst, sad, slow burn, hurt/comfort, jungkook&seokjin are brothers

✨ Finally - Rose_gold715

alpha/omega/beta dynamics, alpha!jk, omega!jimin, angst, wolf pack

✨ Falling for you again - Rose_gold715

temporary amnesia, memory loss, car accident, angst

✨ a slow, steady love - naturallyvante

married life, domestic, established relationship, aged up characters, miscommunication, angst, smut, emotional

✨ shine a light through the dark - fatal (cumrich), jonghyunslisterine

alpha/beta/omega dynamics, singleparent!jimin, firefighter!jk, fluff, humor, light angst, smut

✨ walking worlds - worldcouture

fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, puppy jimin

✨ tell me you’ll come home (even if it’s just a lie) - spudcity

spies & secret agents au, con artists, humor, private investigators

✨ JIKOOK AU #1 - chinatea

soulmates au, with a twist

✨ nobody’s like you - fatal (cumrich)

college/university au, hurt/comfort, misunderstandings, angst, jealousy, unresolved romantic tension, love confessions, mutual pining

✨ I already know but tell me again - Rose_gold715

alpha/beta/omega dynamics, alpha!jk, omega!jimin, fluff, angst

✨ Like You Because - Rose_gold715

college/university au, insecurity, one-sided attraction

✨ sun and moon - NaHe

mental health issues, anxiety, fluff, angst, break up, making up, hurt/comfort

✨ A Glass of Water - Rose_gold715

college/university au, namjoon doesn’t know

✨ thoughts on friends (and loving friends) - egbuns

high school au, unrequited love, angst, happy ending

✨ as long as we’re together (does it matter where we go) - daegust

high school au, best friends, bullying

✨ Do Not Tread Gently on My Lovelorn Chest - annafeu

historical au, regency au, drama, angst, smut, master!jk, servant!jimin, abuse, sadism

✨ Ocean Eyes - Yanyiu

college/university au, heavy angst, pining, hurt/comfort, rebound, unrequited love, eventual romance, insecure

✨ the time i’ve loved you - busanpjm

established relationship, heavy angst, smut, married life, happy ending

✨ Imagining you - melodrunkcherry

fake/pretend relationship, strangers to lovers, romantic comedy, light angst, fluff, tattoo-artist!jk, mutual pining, smut

✨ Ain’t No Rest For The Wicked - Charmander

smut, police-officer!jk, street-racer!jimin, some humor, whipped jungkook, smut

✨ sinful, sweet & everything in between. - naturallyvante

police au, detective!jk, police-officer!jimin, strangers to lovers, smut, pining, age difference, jungkook is older than jimin, hurt/comfort, light angst, happy ending

✨ Red String of Fate - sweetmxchi

college/university au, light angst, fluff, hurt jungkook, hurt jimin, childhood friends

✨ The Adventures of Jikook Boyfriends - insideimasadrainbow

fluff, cheesy, smut

✨ parallax - gangbang

magical realism, post-breakup, angst, memory vignettes

✨ Seeking Alpha - Charmander

alpha/beta/omega dynamics, alpha!jk, omega!jimin, fluff, smut, online dating

✨ once upon a timeshare - namakemono

college/university au, rom com, tension, post break up

✨ Celebrity Crush - Polkari Seuta (VeritasEtVira)

fluff, humor, jealousy, established relationship, hurt/comfort

✨ It’s Still Beautiful How You See The World - SOFTAGUSTD

college/university au, whipped jungkook, asshole jimin

✨ baby, love me hard and hold me tight - MyHope (CutesyMe)

arranged marriage, dance-major!jimin, businessman!jk, CEO!jk, smut, slow burn, misunderstandings, miscommunication, light angst, fluff, smut, forced marriage, strangers to lovers

✨ 30 Days - staycute1234

cheating, marriage, divorce, angst

✨ can’t pin me down - busan_brat

pop-star!jk, aged up characters

✨ You’re My 3am Thought - loust

drunk dialing, drunken confessions, post-breakup, angst, getting back together, depression, happy ending

✨ Tonight You Are Mine - plvtoe

modern royalty au, college/university au, slow burn, romantic comedy, prince!jimin, mutual pining, angst, happy ending

✨ miss you (like the moon misses the sun) - cheeks

fluff, established relationship

✨ International playboy (don’t answer) - blt_prf

texting, wrong number, dancer!jimin, model!jungkook, college/university au, enemies to friends to lovers, slow burn, smut

✨ feeling like a summer breeze - cheeks

fluff, humor, college/university au

✨ expensive lips - flitter

sephora, makeup, strangers to lovers

✨ Dive - fleckle

modern royalty au, prince!jimin, bartender!jk, secret identity, fluff, smut, mutual pining, humor, late night adventures

✨ Leave a Light On - annie_vi

modern royalty, prince!jimin, prince!jk, childhood friends, friends to lovers, arranged marriage, light angst, smut, slow burn, fluff, mutual pining

✨ The Dreaming of Escape - annie_vi

ceo!jimin, photographer!jk, strangers to lovers, major fluff, smut, light angst, airplane

✨ Walking Through a World Gone Blind - annie_vi

blind character, disability, lawyers, light angst, fluff, smut

✨Eight Count - Charmander

boxer!jk, balletdancer!jimin, death, fluff, ptsd, violence, smut, hurt/comfort, angst, dilf!jk

[jikookao3recs]

I just want some fluff but whatever I end up finding, there some smut. I just some fluff, can you help me?

Hi, here's some:

was it a mistake, are you an angel by suninhersmile

Your Love (x3), I Need That by jeonify

secret santa by chimout

Can't Sleep Without You (The Best Pillow) by jimin_to_my_ship_we_got_kookies

you are me i am you, remember? by kookminstars

Home to you by bubblyjimin

Ours, Ours, Ours by Polkari Seuta (VeritasEtVita)

Tinder Song. by apricated

Home to you by bubblyjimin

[jeon-ify]

I LOVED THISSSS

“the sink now, hm?”

“yeah.”

“the sink.” 😫😫😫😫😫😫❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

handy | choi san

pairing: choi san x afab reader

word count: 5K

summary: you move into a shitty apartment with a long list of maintenance issues. your landlord puts off sending someone to fix them, only making your frustrations grow. that is, until the maintenance man finally arrives and you discover that he's hot... and you find yourself making excuses for him to keep coming back.

warnings: 18+, minors do not interact, maintenance man!san, tenant!reader, reader is kind of a perv lol, unprotected piv (wrap it up!), oral (f receiving), san is a tease, fingering, hair pulling (m receiving), cumplay, kitchen counter sex!!!, he kinda throws u around hehehe, choking, dacryphilia, use of a petname (baby), lmk if i forgot anything!

author's note: umm.... hahaha um...... so this is lowkey based on a recent experience i had of my maintenance man coming to fix some shit in my apt and he strangely had SO much rizz and i was like wait a minute.... this could be a great fic idea LMAO thank u to @hausofmingi for being my beta-reader ily always ♡

when you signed your lease at your new apartment, you didn’t expect to sign up for a list of problems.

you desperately needed a new place to live, and with the measly budget you had for rent, all that was left available were slim pickings. so when you finally found a small 1 bedroom apartment that wasn’t double your desired price, you jumped at the opportunity. you applied for the place on the spot and were approved the same day. you didn’t really think anything of it, but when you finally got settled in and actually gave a good look at your newfound home… you were in for a fucking nightmare.

for starters, the window unit in the bedroom wouldn’t blow cool air. it’s right in the heat of the summer, so coming home after a long day only to sweat all night long was not cutting it for you. you put in a maintenance request through your tenant portal app the first day when you realized this.

another annoyance was the dishwasher. one of your biggest must-haves was to have an actual working one. maybe you were asking a bit much with your budget, but with the amount that you work, it was imperative. you were thrilled to see the dishwasher during the viewing, only to find a few days worth of dirty dishes later, that said dishwasher was rusty and moldy. literally unusable. so you put in another maintenance request.

last one, and maybe now you’re just getting picky because you’re pissed, but your shower water pressure sucked, and by the time you would finish a shower, the water would take forever to drain. another request sent.

all these maintenance requests and not a single one fixed. you started to wonder if the tenant portal app even worked, so you called your landlord, only to grapple with them on finding a time for them to fix it while you’re still home. you might want these things fixed asap, but you’re not willing to let a stranger in your space when you’re not there.

you started to fucking lose it. a few weeks with no cold air, shitty water pressure, and dishes piling up your sink, and not one thing being done about it. you call your landlord one more time, urging them to finally fix these issues, arguing that they should’ve been fixed before you even moved in. and with that last push, they finally caved and did their fucking job. they said they’re sending someone there first thing tomorrow.

so when you finally wake up and go about your day-off routine, you’re constantly watching the clock. when they said “first thing tomorrow,” did they mean “first thing tomorrow once the maintenance man feels like it”? because it’s already pushing noon and you’re getting impatient. it’s obnoxious; you’re not able to run any errands (let alone actually go out and enjoy your day off) and you’re just waiting around for some dude to actually do the job you’ve been asking for for weeks.

just as you find yourself dialing the landlord’s number, you hear a knock at your door. fucking FINALLY. you jump off your couch, mind spewing profanities out of frustration. you walk towards the door, ready to give this stupid maintenance man a piece of your mind. you swing open the door, and your heart drops.

the maintenance man stands before you, with a tight black tank that hugged his muscular build and dirty worn jeans. he has a tool belt strapped to his (surprisingly small?) waist and a heavy tool box gripped in his hand. he’s a little dirty, and his chest is shiny with sweat due to the humid outside air. his rugged exterior is a huge juxtaposition to his face, however, with sharp yet kind eyes and a sweet smile.

“you need some maintenance done?” he asks.

“oh, uh, yes,” you stumble, suddenly at a loss for words. “come on in.” you hold the door open, allowing him to walk through to your living room.

“so you’re having issues with your water pressure?” he says, looking around the apartment.

“yeah, that and a few other things,” you reply. “but the biggest thing is the window unit in my room. it doesn’t blow any cold air.”

“i can fix that,” he looks at you with a grin. “which one’s the bedroom?”

you walk him to your room, thanking god he can’t see the blush forming on your face. he walks in and places his tool box down, promptly inspecting the window unit.

“i’ll just let you do your thing,” you say, twiddling your thumbs. “i’ll be in the living room if you need me.”

he nods, and you go back to sit on your couch. you mindlessly scroll through your phone, all while spiraling in your head. did your landlord hire this guy from a fucking modeling agency? he has the build for handyman work, that is certain. however, his face is what’s really getting to you. he could be on the cover of vogue and you wouldn’t bat an eye. but there he is, working on a shitty a/c window unit in your room.

you suddenly become hyper aware of the appearance of your bedroom. what does he think about your decor? is he cringing at the plushies sat on your bed? what if you left a pair of underwear out? oh my god, did you leave your nightstand drawer open, with your vibrator out for the whole world to see?

“it looks like you’ll need a whole new window unit,” he says from your room, interrupting your swarming thoughts. “this one doesn’t even have heat, and you’ll need that for winter.”

“oh, yeah,” you say, getting up and standing in your bedroom doorway. “how long will it take to get a new one? this heat has been brutal.”

“i should be able to bring one tomorrow, if you’re available,” he says, turning back to look at you as he closes up the tool box.

“i’m available,” you say all too quick. dude. be cool. “i mean, yeah, i can try to get off work a little earlier, maybe at like 3?”

“works for me,” he smiles, standing up. “can i get your number?”

you can’t hide your blush this time, nodding at the insinuation, but knowing it was just to iron out arrangements. “here,” you say, opening your phone messages so he can send himself a text.

he types away and hands your phone back. “you need a new dishwasher too, right?”

“i do,” you confirm.

“i can try and get you one by tomorrow too,” he says. “i’m off duty by like 5, so hopefully i’ll have enough time. now the shower?”

you nod and lead him to your bathroom. he examines the shower head, and you watch your cat approach him from behind.

“oh my god,” he says, startled at your cat rubbing against his leg. “this little dude came out of nowhere!” he reaches down to pet him, all while he’s purring up a storm.

“wow, he really likes you,” you stand shocked. your cat is always so standoffish to strangers, usually hiding under your bed or couch. but he’s rubbing against your maintenance man’s legs like he’s best friends with him.

“cats tend to really like me, i don’t know why,” he chuckles, scratching at your cat’s head. “what’s his name?”

“leo,” you say.

“like the zodiac sign?” he looks up at you while still petting him.

“yeah, i wanted to name him after his own sign but he’s a cancer, soooo…” you trail off, awkwardly fiddling with your hands.

“i’m a cancer!” he lights up, looking back down at leo. “no wonder we get along.”

you smile, and then realize you’re staring again. “i’ll go back in here so you can work.”

after distracting yourself with your phone again for a bit, you look up and see the man starting to walk out the bathroom doorway, already with his things together.

“okay, it should be good now, but let me know tomorrow if there’s any issues,” he says. you nod to him and lead him to the front door. you open the door and he walks out, but turns to you before he leaves. “so, i’ll see you tomorrow?” he has a smile on his face, with a hint of something behind it that you can’t quite read.

“yeah, tomorrow,” you say.

after locking the door behind him, you slump onto the couch with a big sigh. that was somehow the most nerve-wracking thing you’ve ever experienced. you remember he texted himself on your phone, so you open your messages and see the unsaved number.

sent 12:28 pm this is san :)

you can feel heat rising to your cheeks. even a stupid smiley face in a text has got you kicking your feet. you text him back, telling him your name and a quick thank you.

dear lord. this man didn’t even do anything, but he will be the death of you.

you come home early the next day, even earlier than you mentioned. partly because you wanted to clean up your place a bit, but the other part to mentally prepare yourself for a hot man in your apartment again. you clean up your room, tidying up so it looks a tad better than it did the day prior. once you’re done, you find yourself fixing up your makeup, realizing you’re putting way too much effort into seeing a fucking handyman fix your a/c.

are you really doing this? intentionally getting dolled up for this?? haha never! right….?

you hear a knock at your door and jump up. you check yourself in the mirror one last time, fixing the gloss on your lips. you go to open the door to reveal san, standing in front of you again with a familiar sweet smile on his face. you smile back too eagerly.

“i got your window unit!” he says, nodding down to the large box in his hands.

“oh, come in, that must be heavy!” you say, ushering him into your living room.

“mind if i go in your room?” he asks.

“of course, please,” you say, opening your bedroom door and letting him set the box down. you attempt to subtly watch his arms flex as he drops it. oh my god he is so hot.

you retreat to the living room as usual, allowing him to work in peace. you work on some things on your laptop to pass the time, but the thought of this man working on your a/c, muscles protruding, sweat glistening… it’s all too much of a distraction. you decide to put your ear buds in, trying to drown out your own perverse thoughts. you finally are able to hone in on your work, catching up on the things you couldn’t finish during your shift today since you left early.

you don’t realize that san finished installing the window unit until you feel a hand on your shoulder, making you jump.

“oh!” you stammer, pulling an ear bud out. “sorry, what’s up?”

san has a smile creeping on his face. “my bad, i didn’t mean to scare you. i just wanted to let you know i finished putting in the unit.”

“that’s great, thank you so much,” you say, standing up. “did you get the dishwasher today too?”

“yeah i did,” he says, but then he checks his phone for the time. you realize it’s about to hit 5 pm, and he said he’s off by that time.

“you’re almost off, i forgot,” you say apologetically. “you can just come back another day?”

he checks his phone again, contemplating. “well… i mean i already have it in my truck, so i don’t mind working a little bit over my time.”

“you really don’t have to, san,” you plead.

“it’s okay,” he says. “i’ll be right back with it!”

he exits your apartment, giving you a moment to kick yourself. having a dishwasher that works would be so great right now, but you feel guilty for having him work past his time. another part of you wants him to go anyway, if it meant he would come back again.

you hear a loud noise outside your front door, so you open it to see san with the new dishwasher on a dolly. you hold the door open for him, allowing him to enter your apartment and bee-line to the kitchen. he props the dolly down to drop the box.

“i should be able to finish this in about an hour, is that okay?” he asks, already unboxing it.

“as long as you’re okay with working this late,” you shrug.

“i don’t mind at all,” he smiles, looking up at you.

“okay, i’ll just be in here,” you point behind you, gesturing to the living room.

“alright, dishwasher is done,” san says, walking into the living room with a broken down empty box in one hand and dolly in the other.

“thank you so much,” you smile.

“is there anything else you need then?” he inquires, quirking up an eyebrow.

a moment of silence washes over the room momentarily, with you wracking your brain trying to find a reason for him to stay longer. but you push that away, knowing he’s been working way too long past his scheduled time.

“no, i think that will do it,” you sigh, unintentionally sounding disappointed.

“well,” he mumbles, toying with the box in his hand. “well you have my number, so if you need anything, feel free to shoot me a text.”

you walk him to the door, thanking him. he stands out in the hallway, you looking at him out your front door.

“really though,” he insists. “if you need anything.” with one last sweet smile, he leaves.

so what does he mean by that? “anything.” maybe you’re delusional for thinking there’s a hidden meaning behind that statement. as in, you can text him if you want him to fuck your brains out, “anything?” definitely not, but your mind wanders at the thought of it; that he’d drop everything and book it back to your apartment, heaving and sweaty, ready to take what’s his. you’re actually fucking crazy.

and to make yourself even crazier, the next few days you find yourself itching to get another reason to have him come back. you check your kitchen sink’s water pressure, it’s fine. you test out the stove for the first time and it cooked your food perfectly, no gas smell. then you find something. one of your kitchen drawers won’t close completely. it’s something small, but enough to put in a maintenance request. for the first time since you moved in, you feel grateful you live in a shitty apartment.

you swing the door open, happy to see the cute grin san always gives you the moment he sees you.

“sooo… a drawer, huh?” he quips with a hint of a teasing tone.

“y-yeah, i tried to fix it but i don’t know what i’m doing wrong,” you defend, rubbing the back of your neck.

“i can fix that,” he says, passing into the kitchen, tool box in hand. you’re ready to retreat to your living room as usual, but san stops you. “you know, you don’t have to wait around in your living room for me to finish. i like having company.”

“oh,” you mumble, turning around. “i thought you might want privacy while you work.”

“no, it’s okay,” he says, opening his tool box to grab a few items. “if you wanted, you can hang around. i like learning about the tenants i’m working for.”

“okay,” you murmur. you open a kitchen cabinet to grab two mugs. “do you want some tea?”

“i would love some tea,” he says.

you put the kettle on the stove, heating up some water. you chat with san about work, how many units he has to visit in a day, about the interesting tenants he meets, how long he’s been doing this. once the kettle starts whistling, san is already finished fixing the drawer, placing it back into it’s assigned slot. you can’t help but feel disappointed that your time with him is almost up. you put the tea bags in the mugs of hot water, offering one to san.

“i know you’re done, but if you still want it,” you say, and he accepts the drink with a grin. you both sit at your kitchen table, continuing to chat. your cat leo enters the kitchen, going to straight to san’s legs to rub against him.

“there’s my boy,” san coos, scratching leo’s head.

“i still can’t get over how much he likes you,” you laugh. “he’s never this friendly, he’s only like this with me.”

“he seems friendly to me,” san says. “maybe he just has good taste in people.”

you chuckle, wondering in the back of your mind if he meant that about you too.

san checks his phone, realizing the time. he sets down his tea and stands. “i should probably get out of here, there’s another tenant waiting for me.”

“i didn’t mean to keep you—”

“no no,” san interrupts. “it’s okay. i really liked this. not a lot of people are this welcoming.”

“of course,” you reply, standing up with him. “i—i really liked this too.”

san smiles, biting a bit at his lip. you look at each other for a moment, feeling an intriguing tension in the air. he finally shakes head, going to grab his things to go. you walk him to your front door. you say another thank you, about to close the door.

“like i said,” he repeats, leaning against the door frame. “anything.”

you hadn’t seen san in over a week. it was driving you mad. you became addicted to his energy, to his warm greeting at your front door, to the lingering gazes you shared. you didn’t have any reason to see him again, and you needed to find another. so you did something you’re not entirely proud of… something that an actual crazy person would do. you loosened a bolt on a pipe under your kitchen sink, allowing water to trickle the smallest amount in the lower cabinet.

listen. you know it’s bizarre at this point, but you had to see him again. it’s not like anything would happen; he’d probably just fix it up, have another nice chat with you, and be on his way. is it so bad that you meddled with your sink just to see him?

when san arrives, he has that all-knowing grin on his face the moment you open the door.

“the sink now, hm?” he asks.

“yeah,” you chuckle anxiously. “the sink.”

he goes to the kitchen and inspects the pipes under the sink. you lean against the counter, hoping to god he doesn’t notice that the pipe didn’t magically get loose.

“ah i see,” he laughs to himself. “it’s just a loose bolt. easy fix.” he tightens it with his tools, quickly finishing.

“oh, haha,” you say, nerves bubbling in your stomach. “i guess i could’ve done that.”

“you know, it’s so interesting…” he trails off, standing up to face you, running a hand through his hair.

“what?” you ask.

“i’ve never had to do so much maintenance work for one tenant before,” he says, sly grin across his face. fuck. do you think he knows?

“and i swear, that bolt kinda looked like it was loosened by a wrench…” he trails off again, stepping closer to you. HE KNOWS.

“n-no, i would never,” you defend, feeling backed against the counter.

your eyes are locked on san, wandering over his built frame, over his sharp features. he’s inching closer and closer, and you feel your breath hitch. he catches your trailing eyes as if to ask for permission, and leans in to kiss you.

finally, the thing you’ve been wanting so bad from him, to feel his lips against yours. he cups your cheek with one hand, letting you melt into his touch. your lips part to allow his tongue to slide in, deepening the kiss with fervor. his form pushes against yours, pressing you against the kitchen counter. his hands begin to wander, grazing from the side of your face down to your waist. he holds you in a tight grip, pulling your hips forward to meet his. you can feel him harden in his jeans as he lets out a groan against your lips.

“you did this on purpose, hm?” san says, separating from your lips. he lifts you up and places you to sit on the kitchen counter in one swift motion. he kneels to the floor, grabbing at the waist of your pants. “just to see me?”

you nod emphatically, watching as he pulls down your pants and underwear. the cold air hits your core and you try to close your legs, but san pushes them back open to admire you. putting your legs over his shoulders, he runs his fingers against your folds, eyes drinking in the sight of you. you shudder at the feeling, knowing all too well that he’s already got you soaked.

“you like seeing me like this?” he whispers, looking up at you. “i bet you imagined me like this, between your legs.” when his fingertips graze over your clit, your body lets out a shake, and he knows he found what he wanted.

he attaches his mouth to your core and places a firm hold on your outer thighs. licking stripes up to your clit, each stroke of his tongue feels like heaven. he dips down to your hole, dragging your slick upwards. he moans at the taste of you, devouring at you with more passion. your hands grasp at his hair, relishing the stimulation.

he tugs his head back, looking as pussy-drunk as ever. “i imagined you like this too,” he moans, lips still hovering over you. you unintentionally tug at his hair, yearning for his mouth back on you. “i wanted you so bad the moment i saw you.”

he releases a hand off your thigh and snakes it back between your legs, teasing at your hole as he goes back to circle his tongue around your clit. he looks up at you as he slides his middle finger in, watching you crumble at the feeling. once he can tell you’re comfortable, he slides in another, slowly starting to pump them into you. you whimper at the feeling, walls contracting around his fingers.

your moans are uncontrollable, and he matches them, letting the vibrations enhance the stimulation. he curls his fingers into you, hitting that perfect spot. he can feel your core clenching more erratically, causing him to pick up the pace, but maintaining a steady rhythm. his tongue flicks at your clit just right, making you squeeze your eyes shut and tighten the grip on his hair.

“s-san,” you let out. “i’m gonna cum.”

he detaches from you briefly, still finger fucking you. “cum for me, baby, i want to taste you.” he immediately latches back onto you, eating you like his life depends on it.

you feel a wave of pleasure wash over your body, feeling like chills. you’re shaking now, unable to control the sheer amount of bliss your body is experiencing. you moan out to san, coming undone on his tongue. he continues to work at you, allowing you to ride out the entirety of your orgasm.

he finally disconnects from you, pulling out his fingers coated in your essence. he licks them clean, looking up at you with the same look of desire. he stands up, promptly placing his lips on yours in a passionate kiss. you can taste yourself on his fucked-out lips, and it makes it that much hotter. you can hear him fumbling with his belt, and your hands reach down to help. you place your palm over his bulge, it twitching at the contact.

san separates from you, letting out a heavy sigh. he pulls himself out from his underwear, rubbing the tip at your spent pussy. he looks down and lets a string of his spit hit his throbbing cock, spreading it around the expanse of it with his hand. he angles himself into you, and slowly starts pushing in. you gasp at the size, him stretching you out much more than his fingers initially did. he takes it slow, acknowledging the whimpers leaving your lips.

once he’s fully inside, he groans. “god, you’re so fucking tight.”

he watches himself enter you as he starts rolling his hips into you. he places a hand on the back of your neck, pushing you towards him for a messy kiss. he starts to pick up his pace, earning a sharp hiss on his lips in between kisses.

“you feel so good,” he murmurs to you. “i knew you would feel good.”

you moan in response, completely unable to form any words. all you know is that the stretch of his cock is deliciously painful, and the sweet kisses he’s peppering over your neck gives you goosebumps all over. you can’t even believe this is happening right now, that your fantasy of fucking your maintenance man is coming true, and it feels even better than you imagined.

“you wanted this so bad,” san teases, continuing to piston into you. “for me to fuck you like this. you probably imagined it, touching yourself the moment i left.”

and he’s right, you found yourself needy and horny after every visit he made. you couldn’t stop yourself from grabbing your vibrator and pretending he was the one fucking you, not yourself. but the feeling of the real thing was much different, much more euphoric. to have his chest heaving in front of you, sweat beading on his temple, desperate energy emanating from his body, saying i want to have all of you.

suddenly, he lifts you from the kitchen counter, holding your thighs firmly with his cock still in you. something about the fact that he can completely hold you up, still bouncing you on him even… you feel like his little play toy that he’s throwing around. he takes you to the bedroom, dropping you down on your bed and landing on top of you.

he wastes no time in sliding back into you, desperate to continue feeling your tight walls around him. his body is hovering over yours, your legs tangled as he thrusts into you. he pecks around your neck, hand ghosting over your throat as if seeking permission. you place your hand over his, allowing him to choke you until you’re lost in a euphoric haze.

his thrusts become more intense and forceful, each stroke sending chills down your spine as his length reaches deeper inside you. you swear you’re shaking the whole bed, the headboard repeatedly slamming against the wall. you’re so clouded by pleasure that you barely even notice he’s fucking you so hard that he’s pushing a dent into the wall from your bed frame.

“i can fix that,” san whispers with a smile, not even bothering to stop.

you let out a chuckle, then press a soft kiss to his lips. his hips begin to slow, as though he’s really taking his time to melt into you, to feel every part of you. he then lifts up to hit a new angle inside you, gripping your waist and slamming your hips into his with powerful, deliberate motions. you move your hand to your clit, feeling your walls tighten around his throbbing cock. your vision blurs, tears starting to well up in your eyes from the overwhelming pleasure.

“you gonna cum for me?” san asks, sensing the irregular pulsing of your core. you nod up at him, eyebrows furrowed and lip caught between your teeth. “cum on my cock, baby, let me feel you.”

your orgasm builds to a peak and then cascades over you, sending you into a state of pure bliss. san is still fucking into you, extending your orgasm while still chasing his own. it’s not until his hips begin to falter that you feel him shoot ropes of his cum into you, filling you completely. his moans echo yours, his hips gradually slowing until he finally comes to a stop.

he pulls out of you, falling next to you on the bed. the room is filled with the sound of your heavy breathing as it gradually returns to a normal pace. you look at each other, smiling with a shared understanding of the unexpected moment you just experienced. he wraps his arm around you, drawing your head to his chest to where you can hear his heartbeat.

“sooo…” you chuckle softly, pointing at the dent in your wall. “you’re gonna fix that, right?”

san grins, pulling you closer. “i mean, i can, but then i’d have no reason to come back tomorrow.”

“now that i think of it,” you say, chuckling. “i think there’s probably a few more things that could be fixed…”

“anything you need,” he says. “anything.”

a/n: guys this was so fun to write, i hope u enjoyed it too!! something about san lately oml... plz leave feeback as i'm new to writing, and reblog to support me! it motivates me to write more!

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Hi!! I’m new to tumblr, do you have any JK blog recommendations?

Hello! Welcome to Tumblr, darling. I actually have so many JK blog recs that it’s not even funny, lol. All of them are amazing in their own right and I know you’ll find appreciation in each and every one of them like I do! Here are a few and I probably are leaving some amazing people out, but yeah. 

@gukiejjk @jkeuphoriadreamland @jengkook @jeonify @jeonbase @jungshiii @junqkook @jung-koook @jjeon @jjkookd @jjks @jjungcooks @jjungkook @jjeongukks @jjeongukie @jjeons @jungkookyo @jeonsweetpea @naturaljeon @jungkook-bangtan @jeonggukkiepabo @jungkookiebus @pasteljeon @kooki @sweetbunnykook @gukslut @gukgalore @sweetpeajeon @jincherie @gukksluv

These are a few of my favorite Jungkook blogs! If you’re looking for THE Taehyung blog, I would recommend @kimtaehyunq, who is an absolute sweetheart to their mutuals and followers as well as an amazing writer. If you’re looking for a hyung line oriented blog, I will one hundred percent say that the place you need to go to for that is @jamaisjoons, who writes one of the best smut collections here on Tumblr (in my humble opinion) and who loves the absolute shit out of Namjoon in particular amongst her rich love for Seokjin, Hobi and of course, Taehyung. She is very kind and I guarantee there is never a dull moment on her blog! Special mention to @jkeuphoriadreamland, @gukslut , @jeonbase, @jeonsweetpea, @gukgalore as well as @jungkookiebus for being freaking A+++++ blogs. Honorable mention goes to @jjkookd​ for always being such a kind mutual as well as posting such great JK content. 

Now, since I write smut and am a thirsty bitch, I also follow some 18+ blogs. If you’re comfortable with NSFW!Bangtan, I would like to shoutout @thirstybtsthoughts and @btssmutgalore, who are each fantastic admins of their blogs. 

I will also note that I’m not an established presence myself on Tumblr, but I hope this was helpful to you, darling! Again, welcome to the world of Tumblr! :D

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Can you recommend any Jikook non smut flower shop type au's?

hi! here u go:

-Flower Talk by soranosuzu

-Watercolours by Pelannea

-Coming Out Roses by jeonify

-i bloom (just for you) by lilcrickee

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➵ favourite jikook fics recommendation list

well... here it is!! i made another one :D 

i hope you will find something worht your time here bc i honestly loved every single fic on this list and i have read ever single one more than once tbh.

please, please, please be mindful of the tags. be sure that you will be comfortable with what you’re reading.

the tags are just the key ones, to descibre a little bit what the fic is about, so make sure to read the rest of the tags.

hope you like this. please do tell me if you liked some of these fics, and ofc if you want me to rec more.

happy reading!!

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Like Fire, Like Stone by PinkBTS (completed) (words:108,810)

tags: Alternate Universe-Shadowhunters, Parabatai Bond, Forbidden Love, Fluff and Angst

searching for you by jiminslattae (drpuffles) (completed) (words:24,839)

tags: Alternate Universe - Office, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Light Angst,  Mild Smut

The Lesser Evil by Rose_gold715 (completed) (words: 21,186)

tags: Alternate universe - Mafia, Non-Graphic Violence, Angst

homemade paradise by pjungkook (completed) (words: 8,289)

tags: Canon , Established Relationship, FluffTooth-Rotting, Fluff

i do not know what this feeling is / maybe i’m dreaming here too by springgay (pickapersonality) (completed) (words: 15,123) 

tags: Alternate Universe - Witchcraft, Fluff and Smut, Light Angst 

Yubitsume by Rozoir (completed) ( words: 9,084) 

tags: Alternate Universe - Police, Alternate Universe - Gang World,  Mild Smut, Angst, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Assassins & Hitmen, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort

love will not tear us apart by jangmi (completed) (words: 13,867)

tags: Alternate Universe - Office, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Light Angs, Break Up , Happy Ending 

don't even try to hold back (just let go) by Enniana (completed) (words: 4,884)

this is just smut so yeah :D those are the tags

For Better or For Worse (series, 5 works) by jikooties (ongoing) (words: 16,681)

tags: Established Relationship, Fluff and Smut, Alternate Universe - College/University

never been here before (but i like how it feels) by jikooties (completed) (words:9,682)

tags: Fluff, Light Angst, Smut, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Lots of kissing

forever i do by cheeks (completed) (words:12,013)

tags: YouTuber Jeon Jungkook, Established Relationship, Marriage Proposal

so they say by cheeks (completed) (words: 43,408)

tags: Secret Relationship, Idol Jeon Jungkook, Alternate Universe - College/University, Fluff, Established Relationship, Angst

The Miracles We Hold by Astrone (completed) (words: 8,140)

tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega/Omega, Mpreg, Domestic Fluff, Established Relationship

puppy. by naturallyvante (completed) (words:5,828)

tags: Established Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin, Canon Compliant, Fluff and Smut, Tooth-Rotting Fluff

absence makes the heart grow fonder, or something by spacekoo (completed) (words: 13,361)

tags: Canon Compliant, Fluff and Smut, with a hint of angst

with a taste of your lips (I'm on a ride) by ascendare (completed) (words: 22,184)

tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Social Media, Texting, Slow Burn, Eventual Smut, Internalized Homophobia, Light Angst

you're already used to the games (you play your role and I play the same) by ascendare for vlevxn (completed) (words: 14,941)

tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Light Angst, Friends With Benefits

miri's delivery service by springlights (completed) (words: 10,713)

tags: Alternate Universe - Neighbors, Friends to Lovers

in the eye of the beholder by springlights (completed) (words: 20,430)

tags: beauty guru!kook, Strangers to Lovers, Emotional Hurt/Comfort

Oddloop by jeonify (completed) (words: 45,637)

tags: Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Slow Burn, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff and Angst

Open Your Heart, I'm Coming Home by DeadpanSnarker (completed) (words:86,525)

tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Falling In Love, Slow Burn, Red String of Fate, Light Angst

The Sweetest pain by Portent (completed) (words:45,202)

tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Falling In Love, Beta Park Jimin, Alpha Jeon Jungkook

Heart (Warm & Cold) by Portent   (series, 4 works) (ongoing) (words:16,722)

tags: Fantasy, Shifters,  Falling In Love, Fluff, Light Angst

He's Yours by snarcsics (completed) (words: 18,494) 

tags: POV Outsider, Implied Mpreg, Light Angst, Fluff

Animalis: The Bunny in a Pride by rebus (completed) (words: 16,409)

tags: Hybrids, Developing Relationship, Smut

the heart of a siren by namakemono (completed) (words:92,729)

tags: Pirates. Sirens, Enemies to Lovers, Slow Burn, Adventure & Romance

we kiss like lovers (and laugh like best friends) by jiimbles (completed) (words:67,607)

tags: Alternative Universe - High School/University, Slice of Life, Best Friends to Lovers, Tooth-Rotting Fluff

for the small things by sharpa (completed) (words: 7,334)

tags: Alternate Universe - Post-Apocalypse, AngstHurt/Comfort, Road Trips, Bittersweet Ending, mostly happy though

running to keep my hands on you by owltype (completed) (words:28,047)

tags: Idiots in Love, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Canon Compliant

Dead Bird Calling by busan_brat (completed) (words: 46,823) 

tags: Alternate Universe - Gang World, Crimes & Criminals, Assassins & Hitmen

your wings are evil ones / take it all by springgay (pickapersonality) (completed) (words: 8,029)

tags: Angel/Demon Relationship, angel!jimin, demon!jungkook

through the lens by pjungkook (completed) (words:75,202)

tags: Enemies to Lovers, Alternate Universe - Actors, Actors, Alternate Universe - College/University, Slow Burn

A Glass of Water by Rose_gold715 (completed) (words: 8,273)

tags: Alternate Universe - College/University

keep on the road you're on by petrichorian for flitter, dionseok (completed) (words:11,463) 

tags: Friends to Lovers, Getting Together, GCF in Tokyo, Canon Compliant, Fluff, Angst, Smut

Black Rabbit by vlevxn (ongoing, chapters: 23/?) (words:166,876)

tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Gambling

Go Fish by TheFlyingHummingbird (ongoing, chapters: 44/55) (words:544,031)

tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Angst with a Happy Ending, Heavy Plot, Heavy Angst, Smut, Fluff

Hotter Than Hell by kinkmins (ongoing, chapters: 10/?) (words:153,370)

tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Fluff and Smut, Light Angst, Mpreg

Damnatio Aeterna by Charmander (completed) (words: 94,106) 

tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Alpha, Smut, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Enemies With Benefits

Tears to the Tide by haromame (completed) (words:65,649)

tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Established Relationship, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff, Smut

All Your Glory by eumorious (completed) (words: 104,725) 

tags: Forbidden Love, Enemies to Lovers, Angst with a Happy Ending, Slow Burn

Settlement by yoonminology (completed) (words:124,922)

tags: Alternate Universe, Lawyer Jeon Jungkook, Lawyer Park Jimin

Loving Metal Heart by whenIseeUsmile (completed) (words:25,522)

tags: Alternate Universe - Dystopia, Human Park Jimin, Android Jeon Jungkook

[jeonsdear]

Are any of your mutuals perfect for any of BTS? Why? Why do you love hybrid AUs? Do you have any recommendations of any kind? Blogs to follow, things to read etc. Sorry for all the questions ;)

Those are a lot of questions ahaha💗

Are any of your mutuals perfect for any of BTS? Why?: 

Actually yes. Omg okay so there are a few where I’m like ‘fuck he’d love you’ but I’m actually SO convinced Tae would have the biggest crush on @ktheaven . I kid you not, they are so similar in a lot of things and in those things they aren’t they would compliment each other so well. Plus I’m pretty sure she’s his non-korean type of girl. I’m not just saying that because I love her so much but because I’ve been thinking that ever since we started talking :’D So Yeah.  

Why do you love hybrid AUs?:

I always loved shapeshifter romance novels (shoutout to my 14 year old self you already had taste back then lol). So I guess I naturally like hybrid AU’s. I’m in general really into fantasy elements and well written hybrid au’s can be SO good. 

Do you have any recommendations of any kind? 

1. Blogs to follow

There are always so many it would take ages to tag them all so I’m gonna stick to those:

@jiminandlemonade @softjeon @ktheaven @yoonminsdear @jjiminssi @taehyunger @knjspjm @jvnckles @jinsgothgf @jeonify @jeonsshi @dearlyjeon @jjks @softiejungkook @jeonsberry @jeonprince  @jeons-guk @guksdimple  @stardustjeon @taehungies  @clairelions @jengkook @ggukhoneys @gguk @gukseuphoria @jungcock @jungkookio  @je0n @jeonssrose @softkookk @youngwholock  @flowerjjk @guksheart @gukster @gukhopes @gukiie @kookiegguk @cosyjeon  @nochugguk @jeonslover @cyphergguk @gukblush @rosegoldje0n @softiejungkook @taevguks @jinsbts @kookiegguk

2. things to read 

Check out my rec page on my blog here

But a few things I have loved/been loving1. Hot Bot by @httpjeon 2. Find you by @mykim-seokjin 3. Swimming with the pheromones  by @arrianna21 4. Secrets of silk by @nochugguk5. Tempting @kinktae 6. New Tricks @mygjhs

I’m sorry this is all smut omg

3. Anything else?Meghan Rienks Podcast: Don’t Blame me 

YouTubers I adore:1. Joan - Joan Main 2. Edward Avila3. Melanie Murphy4. Nessie5. Learn Korean6. BTS imagines (jiminandlemonade @jiminandlemonade )

[jeon-ify]

| male optional lead : 18+ |

“nat, i’m not doing this today. just go home,” he pinches the bridge of his nose in stress, trying to understand why today, of all days, this is happening to him. you’re nowhere to be found as of right now, nat taking advantage of the situation.

“oh, but ______, i’m just having fun, c’mon.”

the skinny and short black dress she has on accentuates her figure, your boyfriend not thinking about batting an eye. she’s always dressed like this, unaware of her surroundings— thus being part of the reason why the two had parted ways. it wasn’t the way she dressed, it was the fact that she threw herself at practically anyone and everything, unaware of her (ex) boyfriend being by her side while she did so. she scoots closer to the man before her, rolling his eyes and looking in a different direction.

“are you alone tonight, pretty boy?” she runs her index finger along his jaw, admiring the way his muscle tenses.

“no, i’m with my girlfriend.” he grabs her wrist and moves it off of him. he attempts to walk away but she follows, smiling while she teases and picks at him. she looks around for a second, furrowing her eyebrows. “i don’t see her.” she shrugs.

“yeah? she’s standing right there.” he grabs her shoulder and turns her around to look at you standing at the bar with your friend. you’re unaware of the scene happening with your man and his ex girlfriend.

“we should have a threesome, _______. didn’t you mention wanting to have one before?” she feels him tense from behind her, the idea catching him off guard completely. it’s true he’d mentioned it before, but he never thought of having one with his girlfriend and his ex girlfriend.

he would rather kill himself.

it was a bad idea of him to show her where you were or what you looked like, since she’d walked over to you and greeted you. she spoke to you so casually as if you were friends, but you’d both never seen each other before. “hi! is anyone sitting here?” she asks with the biggest and fakest smile.

“hi! no, no one’s sitting here.” you scoot over and smile for the girl to take a seat. you watch the way her shiny beach waves flow as she shuffles in her spot. the body glitters and oils she has on makes your heart burn in insecurity and jealousy, but you can’t help but keep the conversation going.

“good. how come you’re by yourself? no boyfriend?” she asks as takes a sip of her drink. her jewelry dangles and shines in the dim lights, the luxury intimidating you. “yeah, he’s actually…. he’s over there in the black top and silver chain,”

“wait oh my god, _______ is your boyfriend? i knew him in school! we had a thing for a while, actually.” she spits venom into the conversation, making your blood boil already. you feel a sense of insecurity and lack of confidence from how pretty she is as she speaks.

“really? he never mentioned his past relationships. i guess you both were different.” you try to lighten the conversation, but it doesn’t take away the fact that you want to bury yourself into the ground.

ding!

your phone vibrates and you see a message from your boyfriend.

baby boy <3: don’t listen to anything she says.

baby boy <3: she’s trying to ruin things between us

y/n: ok

y/n: who is she?

baby boy <3: i’ll explain at home. follow me to the car.

you stand up and end the meet and greet there, trying to follow your boyfriend back to the car to understand what the fuck just happened. you greet your new friend goodbye, hoping you’d never have to have this encounter again.

“it was nice chatting with you…..”

“nat.”

“nat. nice to meet you. i’m y/n. see you around!”

“what was she saying?” his voice an octave lower, in fear that she might have said something that made you worry.

“you didn’t tell me you had exes, ______. why?” you face your boyfriend, your heart racing in concern and confusion.

“it doesn’t matter because i have you now. my past doesn’t matter, y/n.”

“yes it does! it fucking matters, ______. you’re allowed to know everything about me but you never tell me anything about you. all i know is your name!”

it’s true, though. throughout the 2 year span of your relationship, you never really knew your own boyfriend. all you knew was his name, birthday and height. you had no idea how his past relationships were, why they ended, who his friends are, etc etc. now was the time you figured you’d ask. “y/n, it’s not the time, please just—“ you stop him by sighing and walking away. his excuse started off terrible, making you pissed off enough to stop caring. you didn’t wanna hear the rest of it, but that didn’t stop him.

he walks behind you and tries to keep up while you attempt to slam the door. he stops you with his large hand on the middle of the door. you push and force the door to shut, but he’s much stronger than you— enough to shove the door open and walk right into your empty bedroom.

“walk away from me one more time, y/n.” his height towers over you against the door, making your heart drop to your ass. you look up at him with doe and fearful eyes.

“why are we quiet all of the sudden? you were just running your mouth, what’s wrong?”

he lures you in dangerously, your heart pounding out of your chest as he steps closer to you, afraid he’ll hear your thoughts. you struggle to form a sentence as you race the words before your own mouth. you fight yourself to speak, but you cannot begin to understand what you want to say. all you know is that you’d like to fight back.

“please! let me cum!” your head is pushed into the silk pillows as he huffs and groans in your ear from behind you. the sound of skin against skin, and the smell of sex fills the room, all while you cry out for the man behind you to slow down.

his arm snakes its way around your neck putting you in a headlock with his cold and muscular arm. your pussy convulses and squelched with every thrust he delivers, your eyes threatening to reach your brain. “not so bold now, are we? now, when i tell you to ignore her, what do you do?” his thrusts stop while he waits for you to respond. when your mind becomes cloudy, you struggle to form a response, so he knocks you back into your senses by delivering a deep and harsh thrust. “i’ll ask again. when i tell you to ignore her, what do you do?”

you cry out, your thighs shaking and struggling to stay open. your back is aching, while you try to keep it arched for him. you push back against him in hopes that if’ll release the tension. he catches on, pulling out completely, patiently waiting for your response. “baby, i can do this all day. answer me when i speak to you.”

“fuck! i-ignore her! shit, ______ let me cum!” tears form against your waterline, your boyfriend licking up everything that you give him. he lands a sharp slap onto your right cheek, leaving a large handprint on your pearly skin. your heart starts beating rapidly while the knot in your stomach threatens to break. you shake and shiver while his thrusts don’t slow down. “that’s not how you beg, pretty girl.”

“please, please please let me cum! i can’t hold it—“

“yeah? cum all over it, milk me fuckin’ dry. gonna feel you drip all over my dick.” his thrusts become messier while the both of you chase your orgasm. he groans and pulls out after coating your walls with his cum. you feel like you’re going to explode from how much cum you’ve taken, almost too sure you’ll need 8 plan b’s after tonight.

he uses his middle and ring finger to push back whatever drips out right back into your throbbing, abused cunt gasping and jolting at every touch. he’s made you so sensitive, almost anything can make you wince.

“don’t question things that aren’t important.”

[jikooksama]

Hi I wanted to thank you for finding that story last time, and like i said i still consider you queen of jikook fics, this time i wanted to know if you can list some of YOUR favorite fics, it doesnt have to be jikook it could be any pairing but i am curious in what stories you like reading. 😄

Anonymous said:we always ask you for fics of our liking but i wanna know YOUR absolute favorites!! Any genre or au, the ones that really stuck with youHello again! I’m glad I could help, and ahhh you really are too kind ♡(⁄ ⁄•⁄ᴗ⁄•⁄ ⁄) But of course I can, here you go! I think I went a little overboard haha, but I hope this will at least keep you both occupied until the comeback (only a few more hours now ahhh) Oh! And there’s a fair amount of jikook on here, but if you wanted more I shared some of my other faves here :)**JIKOOK**Title: Don’t Cry BabyAuthor: Witch_of_SweetsRating: Not RatedLength: 1–5k wordsGenre: FluffSummary: Baby!Jimin refuses to let go of Jeon Jungkook.Title: Etched in EternityAuthor: runkairunRating: TeenLength: 25–50k words*Genre: Angst, Romance, FluffSummary: When Park Jimin’s soulmate died, he made peace with the fact that he had seen the only true love of his young lifetime. Two years later, though, a strange occurrence has him asking a very important question: Can a person only have one soulmate in this life?Title: Lifetimes Strung Around the SparrowsAuthor: parhelionsRating: TeenLength: 5–10k wordsGenre: Angst, FluffSummary: Whether it’s in this universe or the next, Jimin hopes there’s a shore where they can meet again.Title: Light Up the DarkAuthor: LavenderMoon7182Rating: TeenLength: 10–15k wordsGenre: Angst, RomanceSummary: Jungkook wasn’t all that thrilled when his mother signed him up (without him knowing) to be a volunteer at a local hospital. But then he meets a sickly boy whose smile could light up the darkest of situations. Even his own. Through him Jungkook learns how precious life really is.Warning: Major character “death”Title: Nighttime FavorsAuthor: GeminiSyndromeRating: TeenLength: 10–15k wordsGenre: Romance, FluffSummary: In which Jimin gets a call from his idiot-of-a-best-friend Taehyung to pick his little brother up from the airport, resulting in one of the strangest yet pleasant nights of his whole life.Title: Until Then, Sink SlowlyAuthor: flitterRating: MatureLength: 25–50k words*Genre: Romance, SmutSummary: Recovering from post-breakup restlessness leads to rash decisions, like buying a plane ticket to a remote island 5.4k miles away. Like spending ten days with an unsuspecting tour guide. Like maybe falling in love – this time, the right way. (also: the trip to Santorini and a dash of soulmates au that no one asked for)Title: We Should Meet in Air, Me and YouAuthor: sunsmilesRating: TeenLength: 25–50k wordsGenre: Slow Burn, Angst, Hurt/ComfortSummary: Ripped of his sun, Jimin finds himself floating in space, alone and aimless. This is a story of rebirth and redemption.Title: Woo You (Milk)Author: jeonifyRating: General AudiencesLength: 5–10k wordsGenre: Mutual Pining, FluffSummary: they say there are five rings in a successful relationship.**OTHER PAIRINGS**Title: The 100-Day Love Challenge (yoonmin)Author: jeosheoRating: TeenLength: 15–20k wordsGenre: FluffSummary: For a variety show challenge, Jimin must tell Yoongi every day for 100 days that he loves him. Let’s get this shit started.Title: A Wonderful Institution (namjin)Author: bazookaRating: TeenLength: 25–50k wordsGenre: Slow Burn, Angst, Humor, SmutSummary: Kim Seokjin is a wedding caterer. Kim Namjoon is a wedding planner. Both of them think marriage is a societal construct with no place in modern life. Neither of them would know Real Love if it came up to them at a wedding and made a wager.Title: All of Your Sides are Good (vmin)Author: knthRating: ExplicitLength: 15–20k wordsGenre: Mutual Pining, Fluff, SmutSummary: “I’m serious,” he whispers before slipping into slumber. “You have to do whatever I want. No ifs or buts about it.” It’s Jimin’s birthday and Taehyung has to do whatever he wants. (Or where Jimin doesn’t know what he wants, is what Taehyung wants too.)Title: Here We Go (This is a Bad Idea) (vmin)Author: SkittieaRating: ExplicitLength: 10–15k wordsGenre: SmutSummary: “What!?” Jimin hadn’t meant to screech the word so loudly – especially with them being in the middle of a café – but he couldn’t help it. He was sure he was hearing things, sure his ears were blocked or faulty because he most certainly did not hear Kim Taehyung just suggest Jimin become a camboy.Title: Into Life (minjoon)Author: wingedwhalienRating: MatureLength: 45–50k wordsGenre: Fluff, Angst, SmutSummary: Namjoon has never known a life without loneliness. Then he meets Jimin and everything changes. Dance has been the only thing Jimin ever cared about. But with Namjoon everything is different. When Jimin goes missing, Namjoon knows he has to do everything to get him back, not knowing that their hard times are only starting.Title: Rest Your Head on My Shoulder (minjoon)Author: jams_and_sugaRating: General AudiencesLength: 15–20k wordsGenre: Slow Burn, Romance, FluffSummary: All Jimin wanted was a hug, but fate gave him something better. It gave him Namjoon.Title: Who is Jimin’s Mystery Bf!! (taegimin)Author: pansexuallRating: ExplicitLength: 25–50k words*Genre: Humor, FluffSummary: In which Jimin accidentally sends a sext to the groupchat, chaos ensues, and a group of very determined boys trys to figure out who exactly that text was meant for.Note: Polyamory/threesome**GENERAL**Title: PushoverAuthor: Error401Rating: TeenLength: 1–5k wordsGenre: AngstSummary: For his second album, his agency hired a new crew of people for Jimin to work with, because they’d made some money from the first one and could finally afford to get him the support he needed “because he was too stupid to handle it by himself.” Jimin was afraid of them, at first, because the first crew, the one that worked solely for his agency, hadn’t been nice to him, at all.Note: Part 1 of the “Pushover” series, find the rest hereTitle: Welcome HomeAuthor: sheepishfictionRating: MatureLength: 5–10k wordsGenre: Drama, Supernatural ElementsSummary: The sins are doomed to live over and over again as humans until the one time all seven of their lives converge, and maybe - maybe this time they can go home. Being human is a struggle.

[fanfics-bts]

Hi! Could you recommend me some of your favourite fanfictions? The ship doesn't matter, I like all!

Helloo~! ^_^ omg there’s so many of ‘em but here ya go :

(This isn’t in order since I can’t rank them)

 Freesia by mintsoda [ Taekook ]

- Vampire!AU , Soulmate!AU , (kind of) Smut, Fluff,  Angst with a Happy Ending, Enemies to Lovers. 

“‘You should have just let me die!’ he yells again and starts walking away, tears now flowing down his face. He can’t believe that he of all people got soulmated by a vampire.Why him of all people? ‘Wait,’ the vampire shouts, ‘I don’t even know your name!’ ‘You should have thought about that before you gave me your blood to drink!’ Taehyung yells back and keeps walking through the rain.” Taehyung and Jeongguk become soulmates – more or less – by accident.

{ My review : I honestly love Enemies to Lovers too much for it to be healthy XD , and this fanfic just gave me all da feels)

Thirst by pinkmonnie [ Jikook ]

- Vampire!AU , Angst, Happy Ending, Friends to Lovers, Implied Sexual Content

“Nobody knew that the reason why Bangtan Sonyeondan’s Golden Maknae was so Golden was because he wasn’t exactly human.“ Jungkook has successfully kept his condition under control for many years, until a certain someone’s scent suddenly becomes too overwhelming for him to ignore.As he begins to lose the firm grip he has on his instincts, the safe and happy world he has built for himself with Bangtan begins to crumble, and he doesn’t know if he has what it takes to keep it together.

{ My review : I know I know, I have a thing for Vampire AUs :P but tbh who doesn’t? This fanfic is a bit long so ya gotta grab your popcorns and cuddle up :3 This was real good, definitely one on da list~} 

The Dutiful Brother and His Sister’s Way Too Handsome Boyfriend by TangoMcGrand [ Yoonmin ]

- FakeDating!AU, Friends to Lovers, Slight Angst, Fluff.

Yoongi’s sister Hani is fake-dating Jimin to hide from her mother that she’s gay, but Yoongi doesn’t know this. All Yoongi knows is that he has had a not-so-little crush on Jimin for over a year and that its kinda hard to be a supportive dutiful brother when Jimin is just too blindingly beautiful.

{ My review : I’ve seen this fanfic around a lot, but I was a bit hesitant to read this, cos I usually don’t read fics like these, but goddamn this was soo good I even cried :’) }

Yoongi and The Real Boy by sugamins [ Yoonmin ]

- Cyborg!AU, Android!AU, Smut, Implied Homophobia, Slight Angst, Slight Fluff

Yoongi is a struggling novelist with four cats, an obsession with coffee and an unhealthy relationship with his parents.

And Jimin is…a cyborg.

{ My review : And again..this fic was totally out of my comfort zone but omg this was soo fxckin good I died inside, definitely at the top for me}

Training Wheels by jeonify [ Jikook ]

-Angst With a Happy Ending, Mutual Pining, Childhood Friends to Lovers, 

everything starts when jeongguk moves over, and jimin teaches him to ride a bike.everything ends when kim taehyung moves over, and jeongguk abandons his bicycle.+ “they say that if you watch the sunset on that hill for 31 consecutive days, your unrequited love will be reciprocated.”

{ My review : I..wow…I just ;-; 1000/10 would recommend. It’s so good omg)

I’ll give you the sun by inkingbrushes [ Yoonmin ]

- Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Metaphors

Jimin takes the sun with him when he leaves Yoongi on a snowy Thursday morning.

{ My review : This was was absolutely amazing, so amazing that I recommended it twice here on my blog! This is definitely a tear-jerker)

Experto Crede by Error401 [ Jikook ]

- Heavy Angst, Sort of a Happy Ending, Violence, Assasins!AU

“I-I don’t understand…” Jimin said, eyes watering as he focused on Yoongi. “I thought…you were going to kill me…in the bathroom.” “Yeah, well so did I,” Yoongi said wryly, and Jimin flinched, trying to make himself impossibly smaller. AKA It is a truth universally acknowledged, that Min Yoongi in possession of a heart will be in want of sleep.

{ My review : While the ones above were soft and heartfelt, this one is pretty brutal yet with a kind of romance that could get you to feel a tug at heart :’) }

Can you feel my heart? by euphoriae [ Vhope ]

- Soulmate!AU, Tattoist!Taehyung, Heavy Angst

"You’re so beautiful, Hoseok-ah, I would have loved you forever.” Hoseok never wanted to meet his soulmate. So he has his soul tattoo removed, only to find Taehyung, his soulmate, and also the tattoo artist to remove the bond.

{ My review : This one was real angsty, so if you don’t like sad(but not really)endings, don’t read it, or else you’ll be bawling your eyes out like me T_T I know I mainly read Yoonmin or Jikook but this one was too good }

Look Here by bazooka [ Minjoon ]

- Blind!Namjoon , Medic!Jimin, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Slice of Life, Smut

From a prompt: au where jimin is a medic and namjoon is a lieutenant who becomes blind after a bombing.Rating bumped to M for mild smut in second chapter.

{ My review : This melted my heart, I keep saying this so much but just trust me when I say that this is so so good :’) }

Upside Down, Inside out by bazooka [ Namjin ]

-A/B/O AU! , Angst, Humor, Eventual Smut 

First heats suck. First heats especially suck when you were never ever ever ever supposed to be an omega.

{ My review : This fic is from the same writer as Look Here, yes, but it’s cos his/her fics are always so good. :’) }

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Check out my fics if you want as well ^_^

I have so so much more to recommend~ But these are some of my favorites

[pkjjm]

I heard u read practically every fic on ao3; do you have any fluffy Jikook fics to recommend? I've already read More Golden than a Golden Snitch, You're a Hard Soul to Save With an Ocean in the way (but I'll get around it), and Flower Talk

mostly of these are short fluff and smut

bloom by mnsg [T, 2k]jimin has a soft spot for jeongguk the size of jupiter and it’s hard not to take advantage of that, sometimes. especially when jimin looks so good and sweet and happy jeongguk could just…eat him.

books and bubble baths by soft_hobi [T, 2k]jungkook comes home to see an extra fluffy jimin crying over a book, of course the only way to make him feel better is with a bubble bath and a large pizza.

i’ll stick to you like glue-cose by cygnus (lucid_wisteria) 💖💗💘 [T, 7k]jimin merely wanted to study in peace, yet a certain five-foot ten frat boy - unfortunately also a past hook up - that epitomizes the very definition of smugness in one entire body whose ego is as big and full-scaled as the national debt, won’t let him.

just the way you are by drpuffles [T, 3k]jungkook wants to propose to jimin. things don’t go as planned.

the wreath-er outside is frightful by closingstatement [T, 9k]jimin’s a cashier that works at a store in the city, jungkook’s a customer with a penchant for buying too many wreaths, and they’re both people in need of their own little christmas miracle.

domestic jikook by bangtansweaterpaws [T, 7k]this is a serie and contains two works of domestic fluff morning cuddle jikook

if the waves belong to the sea by teecysh [T, 6k]jungkook lives a quiet unassuming life in busan, working as a teacher for the city’s primary school. jimin is the son of a sailor. he’s not meant to stay.

i can come home to you by angstjimin [T, 2k]jeongguk’s glad at the end of a tiring day, he could come home to his loving husband and adorable son.or jikook’s married life adventures with their son.

be mine by unspokenpromises [E, 4k]“jimin stills, his mind reeling from shock. jungkook whispers it likes it’s a secret. a confession that was never meant for anyone’s ears. he blinks up at jungkook, his heart beating rapidly in his chest.“what?” jungkook doesn’t hear him though, of course he doesn’t. his body and mind have already succumbed into a deep slumber but jimin is suddenly very wide awake.“

watch your back (i’m right behind) by orphan_account [T, 5k] the adventures of park Jimin, jeon Jungkook, and a bunch of bratty twelve year old kids on summer camp.

the abc’s of college jikook by jibootay [T, 6k]a simple collection of jikook moments throughout college.

trembling hands by jeontu 💖💗💘[T, 1k]jungkook and the morning after.

be my baby by teecysh [T, 1k]jungkook wakes up on an ordinary morning, in love and in love and what else is new.

beyond the sea (listen for my blue ballad) by jjkpjm [M, 17k]jungkook spends most of his life on the ocean, running from his past, drowning himself in booze. he hides his scars behind a crisp uniform and pretty smile and convinces himself he’s okay with pretending to be the man everyone thinks he is. until he returns to his home port, where he meets the beautiful new bartender at his usual spot who makes him question everything.

only for you (only for him) by jimin_to_my_ship_we_got_kookies [G, 2k] jimin makes friends with the new boy in class.orjimin and jungkook have a cute little secret.

i by jeonify 💖💗💘 [G, 4k]jimin’s secret admirer happens to be his new tutee, which also happens to be the person he’s set his eyes on since the start.jeongguk fails math and gets assigned his first love for a tutor. 

paint me a future by mintsugakookies [T, 3k]waking up to jeon jungkook every morning was everything Jimin could have asked for in life. having police officer for a husband was fun especially when he gets to play around with his uniform.having park jimin in jungkook’s life was as perfect as it gets.except for when said husband likes to scare the life out of him by asking important questions rather casually while doing tasks such as re-painting their guest room. 

jeongguk, you’re perfect. we’re perfect by taetriplejae [E, 17k]

jeongguk has a problem and his hyung’s decide to help. whether or not they actually help is another question. all jeongguk knows is that he wants jimin’s dick. but knowing his clumsy self he’d probably yank on it too hard or something…

imperfectly perfect by wheniseeyousmile [M, 194k]jungkook just moved to seoul and comes to a new school. he’s quite naive and believes that there is good in everyone. he loves photography and always carries his camera with him. he thought his life wasn’t going to change much, even though he had moved to seoul.however, that changed, when he took a picture of a certain orange-haired boy with the brightest eye-smile he had ever seen.

너의 목소리 your voice by pinkmonnie [M, 82k] "is it possible to fall in love with someone just by the sound of their voice?”jeon jungkook is a twenty-three year old young man, starting his tertiary studies at seoul national university. he is incredibly independent, handsome, and rich. he is mute. the only thing he loves to do is live inside his own little world full of books and music and photographs.park jimin is a twenty-five year old assistant professor in the college of jumanities. he moved 3 minutes away from campus just so he could dedicate more time to researching and teaching. his dream is to become an actual professor and write books about japan.they fall in love.

rain all day and i don’t mind by jams_and_suga [T, 2k]jimin and Jungkook spend a rainy morning together.

bite me by wordcouture [M, 3k]jimin and jungkook’s relationship progression based on teeth-related encounters

dream maker by graesun, polkari seuta (veritasetvita) [M, 73k]oh, dream maker, you heartbreaker / wherever you’re going, i’m going your way.several days in the lives of jimin and jungkook living off instant ramen and lots of kisses.

my masterpiece by cherripii [E, 4k]jeongguk never saw himself as an artist, but he couldn’t deny the desire to replace the perfect masterpiece with his own work of art. he wanted to tear jimin apart to rebuild him in a new theme, a new concept. he wanted jimin all for his own.

put out my senses by mintsugakookies [M, 34k]jungkook has possibly the worst luck that any college student could have. but it’s not so bad when he has a cute tangerine-head of a boyfriend by his side.

young blood is the lovin’ upriser by kay6661 [E, 4k]jimin is giving jeongguk a silent treatment.

[saraittne]

Jikook / Kookmin Fic Rec

I’ll be adding more and more to this soon but for now, here are some is one kookmin fic i could rec.

* = smut/has smut

ONGOING

*[2/3] Satellite by teno ; 25k+ words (ao3 | rewritten but unfinished | chaebol!jimin, fansitemaster!jimin, idol!jungkook, lawyer!yoongi, side!namjin, slight angst)

*[19/?] It’s Still Beautiful How You See The World by SOFTAGUSTD ; 24k+ words (ao3 | college!au, side!namjin, side!taegi, slight angst)

[3/4] Falling for you again by Rose_gold715 ; 22k+ words (ao3 | nonidol!au, angst)

FINISHED

*[3/3] Satellite by Tennouuu ; 36k+ words (aff | chaebol!jimin, fansitemaster!jimin, idol!jungkook, lawyer!yoongi, side!namjin, slight angst)

[1/1]  永遠に (Forever) by kangdaniel ; 5k+ words (ao3 | nonidol!au)

[1/1] Push & Pull by sunkissedyoongi ; 9k+ words (ao3 | highschool!au)

[1/1] you make my life colourful (i think you're magical, i think you're wonderful) by sunkissedyoongi ; 7k+ words (ao3 | part of an unfinished (currently) 3-story series "Colours" | neighbors!au)

[1/1] Every Time You Do That Thing You Do by VeritasEtVita ; 3k+ words (ao3 | part of an unfinished series jikook oneshot collection "He Says He Loves Me" | idol!au, slight angst)

*[1/1] Him by PinkBTS ; 35k+ words (ao3 | college!au!, dancer!jimin, photographer!jungkook, side!yoonseok, photographer!yoongi, dancer!hoseok, slight angst)

[1/1] Hey, Baby, I've Got My Ion You by jeonify ; 4k+words (ao3 | college!au, side!namjin)

[1/1] doubt thou the stars are fire by iwillalwaysbelieve ; 9k+ words (ao3 | highschool!au, theatre!au, techie!jungkook, actor!jimin, side!yoonseok)

*[1/1] You Left This Here by RoxasJinsei ; 50k+ words (ao3 | part of "Love Dust" and "Baby Goodnight" series | angel!jimin, demon!jungkook)

*[1/1] expensive lips by flitter ; 12k+ words (ao3 | sephoraemployee!jimin)

[1/1] Inspector Jungkook by ELFancy ; 15k+ words (ao3 | inspector!jungkook, employee!jimin)

*[3/3] The Jeon Family by staycute1234 ; 30k+ words (ao3 | mafia!au)

[1/1] sugar, we're going down swinging by aborescent ; 10k+ words (ao3 | sherlock!au)

[1/1] White T-shirt and Brown Timberlands by Rose_gold715 ; 11k+ words (ao3 | married!jikook, slight angst)

*[5/5] More Than Your Body by whenIseeUsmile ; 48k+ words (ao3 | contemporarydancer!jimin, filmstudent!jungkook, side!namjin, lowkey!yoonseok)

*[5/5] once upon a timeshare by namakemono ; 32k+ words (ao3 | college!au)

[1/1] these things take forever (i especially am slow) by bookworm1805 ; 3k+ words (ao3 | college!au)

[1/1] dear diary, holy crap i think i'm in love with park jimin by bangtans_boy ; 10k+ words (ao3 | college!au, side!vhope)

[1/1] E[Love] by yuuami ; 16k+ words (ao3 | math!au, tutor!jimin)

[1/1] 100% success rate by bonnia ; 3k+ words (ao3 | highschool!au, cheerleader!jimin, badboy!jungkook)

[1/1] #4: witches and kisses by yeoubi ; 4k+ words (ao3 | part of “tea-and-outer-space-aus” series | nonidol!au)

*[16/16] Nice Guy by drpuffles ; 85k+ words (ao3 | ceo!jungkook, secretary!jimin, slight angst)

*[6/6] Nu ABO: A Memoir by Park Jimin by decompositionbooks ; 34k+ words (ao3 | alpha!jungkook, omega!jimin, idolverse, slight angst)

*[1/1] Babysitter by heyhosam ; 24k+ words (ao3 | singleparent!au, tattooartist!jungkook, teacher!jimin, slight angst)

*[4/4] Never Judge a Book by its Cover by whenIseeUsmile ; 25k+ words (ao3 | skater!jungkook, englishlitmajor!jimin, tatooed!jungkook, pierced!jungkook, side!taegi)

[1/1] next time won't you sing with me by aborescent ; 1k+ words (ao3 | part of “slytherpuff relationships are the best” series | harrypotter!au, slytherin!jungkook, hufflepuff!jimin)

[1/1] dating vampires for dummies by orphan_account ; 1k+ words (ao3 | vampire!jungkook, human!jimin)

SERIES

[5/5] Writers by KingKiwi ; 30k+ words (ao3 | 5-story series | coffeeshop!au, gang!au, jikook. vhope, namjin)

[3/?] Baby Goodnight by RoxasJinsei  (ao3 | (currently) 3-story series | angel!jimin, demon!jungkook)

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[kookminficrecs]

hi bb, it’s my birthday !! i don’t wanna use the bday excuse but ..... i die for jock jungkook so could u please list ur faves !! also pls no/ limited smut hehehe xxxxx

happy birthday love! try:

-My Way or the Highway by poplolli

-I Shouldn’t Be In Love With You by wildandsexy

-I Can Change That by jiminniexmochi

-Jock and Gypsy by orphan_account

-threshold by fatal (cumrich)

-Very, Very, Very: Shy, Shy, Shy by jeonify

-i think that i’ve found myself a cheerleader by skswriting

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