#jungkook posts

[taeyoonge]

OT7 LOVE YOURSELF FUKUOKA DOME, 2019

[jkvjimin]

heart shaped ♡ cr. namuspromised

[jung-koook]

jungkook is reminding you to drink water and stay hydrated ♡

[126/547] — until we meet again, jungkook ♡

[heybaetae]

maknae line + gestures of love 🫰🏼💋🫶🏼🌹🤟🏼 happy birthday @jkvjimin! ♡

[badbtssmut]

OC sitting between jungkooks legs after a long day and jungkook playing video games, suddenly the game controller touch’s the tip of her clit and vibrates and oc gets wet. Jungkook finds out and asks her to ride him if she needs a release. Help yourself situation.

You knew you should probably tell your boyfriend to move his game controller, but you didn’t want the nice vibrations to stop buzzing against your clit.

It was a rare afternoon that the two of you had free to spend together, but it wasn't unusual for your boyfriend to fill the time with his video games. You didn’t mind, he still made you feel involved, asking you silly little questions like which direction he should go to now, or what thing he should buy at the shop.

You knew he wasn’t actually looking for advice, and he just liked involving you in it, which made you happy.

You let a moan slip out, hoping he didn't notice.

Jungkook paused his game and looked down at you, eyebrow raised, "Do you need something?"

He always knew when something was up.

"No," you said innocently, but the buzzing of the game controller was becoming more and more intense and it felt so good.

"Are you sure? I'm getting the feeling you're a little turned on right now. Are you wet babe?”

You bit your lip and looked down, you knew that would give you away, but he had you. The vibrations were starting to make you soaking wet.

He took the controller and pulled it away from you, leaving you desperate.

“Baby, if you need it, you can always use it, my cock is all yours, you know that." Jungkook assured you, pulling you into a hug. “Need to ride it?”

You nodded. “Yes, I want it.”

Your boyfriend smiled and put the controller down on the table next to the couch. He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down with his boxers, his hard cock springing up.

You pulled down your panties, dropping them on the floor, before you got comfy on his lap. Jungkook held onto his cock as you pushed yourself down on it, a whimper escaping your lips as you slowly took him all in.

Jungkook started rubbing his hands against your back as you adjusted to his size, letting you take control at your own pace.

You rocked back and forth, moaning as his thick length brushed against your g-spot over and over. It was so good, having him inside you, you almost couldn’t stand it.

"Feels good, right baby?" He asked, feeling prideful at how quickly you were falling apart on his cock.

“Mm, yes, feels so good, just what I needed, you feel so big in me, Koo."

"It's all for you baby girl, this cock belongs to you, use it." He assured you.

"Mmm." You closed your eyes, resting your palms on his knees as you continued to ride it, while Jungkook picked up the game again.

His cock was so nice and thick, and the way it was hitting your spot was so fucking perfect.

The feeling was so overwhelming, but the fact that your boyfriend was playing his game like it was nothing was turning you on even more. You got greedier and moved your hips faster, chasing your orgasm, wanting to get off. You could feel his precum dripping out of you, making everything wet and slick.

You weren’t sure how long you were riding him for, but your release came far too soon, and your body trembled as you came, before you collapsed against him.

“Better?” He whispered before kissing your cheek.

“Better.”

[btsjk-biased]

Snowboarding is challenging but fun 🏂

[onlyswan]

i’m back to give you my iw!couple brain rot 🤲, please handle with care.

but !! imagine jungkook and oc doing that “see how long we can go without kissing” challenge !! how would fold first? they’re both so competitive but smitten it makes me conflicted. 😣😣

knowing them, jungkook would be twitching his eye just from the thought of being deprived kissies so would oc give in first to let him win? or would jungkook just take what’s his?? 🤔

imagine oc being a blushing mess from staring at jungkook’s face for too long 😵‍💫 THEYRE SO CUTE I CANT THINK STRAIGHT😭🫶

summary: in which jungkook is twenty-six years old and yet… you still give him butterflies.

idol!jk x reader, established relationship / word count: 0.7k

content/warnings: sexual tension, making out, it’s honestly just them fighting over who gets to be on top

> in which masterlist!

note: hehe hi anonie… sorry… i kindaaa got carried away… i had to write out the thing or else i would’ve gone insane just talking about it <3 (written with love and care) <3

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“i don’t understand this challenge.”

“me neither,”

jungkook remains in a hypnotic-like trance, doe eyes trained to your lips stained with a lighter shade of mixed red and brown.

“we’re this close and we can’t kiss…? this is absurd.”

“do they actually do this in bed? with someone on top?” you chuckle as you coyly twirl a lock of his hair around your finger. “i don’t think so?”

“i don’t know. i just wanted you to be comfortable.” he teasingly brushes his nose against yours, and the air in your lungs becomes suspended. “since, you know, we’ll be here a while.”

“oh wow. bringing me to bed, really? you’re that confident?”

he cockily raises an eyebrow. “hm, we both know you won’t be able to resist me here. you’re all over me all the time.”

you try not to roll your eyes in annoyance. and you also both know that you’re just as competitive, if not more.

“oh my god, you,” you mumble. the calm of your voice contrasts the aggressive push of your hand against your boyfriend’s naked chest. “and your stupid arrogance and your stupid need to flaunt your stupid hot body.”

in the blink of an eye, jungkook finds you stradding him, and himself, trapped underneath your body. he blinks in disbelief, tongue poking the inside of his cheek.

“this is dirty.”

you remove his glasses, moving it aside without care. “that’s just your mind.”

okay, perhaps bringing you to bed was a bad idea.

you lean down, slowly, close and then closer— it’s quite ridiculous that he’s nervous as if he doesn’t know what is bound to happen next: he’s thoroughly convinced that you’re going to kiss him.

once he feels your lips ghost over his, mere millimeters away, his eyelids flutter shut.

terrible idea. terrible.

the kiss, much to his disappointment, never happens.

he opens his eyes and your face is suddenly tucked in the space between his neck and shoulders, giggling and shaking and positively amused.

he turns away and squeezes his eyes shut. a painful admit of defeat against your infinite allure. “ah, i’m fucked.”

“we’ll get there later,” you lift your head, tilting his chin to face you.

you smile and scoot closer. so close that your bottom lips grazes his. he fails to remember the last time the two of you touched as chastely, as softly, but it felt like accidentally touching a live wire. he gets a funny feeling in his stomach. butterflies…? he’s twenty-six years old. he must be losing his mind.

“after you lose.”

“that’s not happening, baby.”

“yes, it will.”

“i won’t give up so easily.”

you give him an innocent look. “but i really think you will.”

you stare at each other for a little while, anticipating the other’s next move.

“fuck- yeah, okay-” he grits his teeth, taking advantage of his strength to finally flip back your positions. you’ve had your fun. “you’re right.”

“babe! ru-”

your surprised gasp is cut off by jungkook’s lips crashing on yours— curved into a smirk, you can feel it. your whines are muffled and swallowed by him, wrists caught in his hands and over your head because you were hitting his shoulder and he just wanted to kiss his baby properly.

“you lost,” you remark quietly when he draws back, only inches away, to scatter kisses along your face and down to your neck.

it tickles, you squirm in pleasure when he reaches near your collarbone, but your hands are still tied.

you were supposed to have him underneath you as a hot and flustered mess, not the other way around. damn it.

“really?” he feigns interest, lips finding their way back to yours. “doesn’t feel like it.”

[kjhmyg]

blooming

pairing: jungkook x fem!reader trope: sunshine oc x grumpy jk au: florist!oc x tattoo artist!jk wc: 1k

a drabble request from anon for sunshine protector jk. honestly was doubting the capability of writing jk as a grump but anon, i hope i did it justice and i hope you like it! <3

the tiny bells attached to the entrance chimes as you enter the shop, the smell of fresh flowers greeting you so kindly in the morning. the hour leading up to opening is one of your favourite parts of the day. your flowers are your babies; you sing to them, you change their water, place them gently back into their little spaces, assemble new bouquets to put up for sale, then choose which ones go up front on the daily display.

upstairs, you hear the clinking and clanking of your neighbours. the tattoo parlour above starts a little later than your flower shop, usually seeing their first customer around noon. an unlikely combination, one which leaves most of their clients confused as they step inside, till you point out the steps to the right of your shop which leads up to the parlour. 

but you don’t complain. it brings a nice mix to your client pool. besides, your other favourite part of the day is getting to see your favourite tattoo artist. 

“ahem⎼”

you turn on your heel, snapping out of your thoughts. putting on your best service voice, you were ready to greet a customer, only to find the next best thing. “oh,” your face softens, “good morning jungkook.” 

“morning.” he leans against your counter and nods to the spread of flowers laid out on the long table behind you. “are those flowers that interesting? didn’t even hear me come through the doors, did you?”

“sorry,” you smile brightly, and he can’t help but to mirror it. “i was looking through this customer’s request. it’s a little odd.” 

“why?” 

“because see,” you bring the request ticket over from the table and lean over the counter so he can see it, “these flowers don’t go well together at all. and i know, i know, it’s a custom order. but as a florist, i should be able to tell them if i think it’s not a good combination right? i mean the colours are all over the place. look, you can’t have too many bold colours together, it’ll take away the beauty from each flower. plus it'll look so messy. but at the same time it’s their choice and they are paying for it so i don’t know.” 

jungkook looks at you with a blank expression. his arms are crossed on the counter, and his freshly washed hair rests nicely on his shoulders, curved at the ends. 

“what?” you ask him, shrugging like you didn’t just spit out an entire rant contemplating someone’s custom order.

“is it really that deep?” 

you give him an exasperated look. of course he wouldn’t get it.

he raises a brow, then smirks at your silence. you’re never quiet. not for long anyways. for a moment he wonders if he's hurt your feelings. he tends to do that sometimes. “i’m sure you’ll figure it out. besides, bold colours can look good together.” 

“but not always.” you drum your fingers on the counter, pursing your lips in thought. 

jungkook keeps staring. till your eyes flutter back to him, and you lock eyes for far too long and your heart starts racing. he blinks away first. dropping his bag and leaving his helmet on your counter, he walks across your shop and takes a look around before plucking out four flowers. two yellow flowers and two black ones. 

“hey!” you protest, “those are expensive!” 

jungkook ignores your nagging. he places them on the counter top and pairs them up, one yellow daisy with one black hellebore. then he starts intertwining their stems, creating a tiny knot at the bottom for each pair. the yellow and black flowers sit nicely next to the other. “see? they look good together, don’t they?” 

he reaches over and places one of them into the front pocket of your apron. the other, he slides across the counter in front of you. 

“or maybe not,” he shrugs, “you’re the florist here.” 

“execution could be better,” you giggle, admiring the flowers in your palm, “but it’s cute. maybe you should rethink your career. come and work with me instead!” 

jungkook lingers just to watch the way your eyes twinkle as you twirl the flowers between your fingers. all he did was tie two flowers together, yet you act like a kid with a new toy. and when you look up at him again and give him the widest grin, he decides it’s time to go (else he’d spend the entire day down here). 

he starts collecting his belongings, swinging his bag over his shoulder and grabbing his headgear. “oh,” he says, remembering, “this is for you.” 

he’d placed the cup carrier aside earlier while talking to you. jungkook checks the order plastered on the side of the cup before placing it in front of you. 

“wait but,” you start, “i don’t drink cof⎼”

“it’s earl grey.” 

your smile drops momentarily out of surprise. you had mentioned a while ago how you couldn’t stand the taste of coffee. 

“later, flower girl.” jungkook makes a turn for the steps. 

after the first few steps, he pauses when he feels something tugging on his arm. he turns to find you standing there, with the flower he’d made earlier in your hand. getting on your tiptoes, you tuck his hair back and gently place the daisy and hellbore combination behind his ear. 

“aw, you look pretty!” his brows furrow and you know he’s probably going to remove it as soon as he makes it up the steps but you don’t care. you wrap around him briefly before letting go. “thank you.” 

before he can say anything else, the bell chimes and you welcome your first customer of the day. jungkook walks up the steps with a roll of his eyes, listening to how excited you get as you go through your collection of flowers. how you could be so chirpy at this hour, he’ll never understand.

upstairs, he drops his stuff in his corner and brings suga his cup of coffee while sipping on his own. the older friend, sanitising his tools for the day, stops mid-clean. “what the hell is that?”

he refers to the flower behind jungkook’s ear. “oh. nothing.” 

“ah…” suga smiles, accepting his drink. “you and flower girl have been getting along well.” 

“she’s nice to talk to.” jungkook says, not thinking much of it. suga scoffs, knowing his friend too well. 

jungkook walks back to his corner, removing the flowers. his hand hovers over the trash can, flowers in his palm. he looks at it again, then smiles. instead, he places them on his desk, right next to the pressed flower coaster you had given him months back. he chuckles, looking at the contrast of these items to the rest of his workspace. 

sighing, he starts his day, with a flower blooming in his heart.

[koophoriakiss]

afternoons with him

↬ jungkook x fem!reader

↬ established relationship, fluff / wc: 827

↬ warnings: none

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“baby, do you want to make this with me?” jungkook asked excitedly, practically running into the living room with his phone. he held it up to his girlfriend’s face for inspection, which it successfully passed.

“is that… tteokbokki?”

“with bulgogi! look, they marinated it really well.”

“mm, it does look good. okay, let’s make it,” she agreed.

“come on, let’s make it now. i was just going to make lunch anyways,” he voiced as he offered his hands to her, pulling her off the couch and into the kitchen. “do you want to prep the beef or the rice cakes?”

“i can prep the rice cakes. you’re the best with meat anyways,” she hummed, pulling out the rice cakes from the freezer, placing them on the counter to let them thaw, grabbing the package of beef from the freezer, and handing the package to her boyfriend.

he grinned, pleased with her compliment, and grabbed the beef from her, setting it down in a bowl full of warm water to let it thaw before coming up behind his girlfriend and wrapping his arms around her waist. he watched as she placed the rice cakes into another bowl filled with warm water to avoid cross contamination while they thawed. afterwards, she readied a large pot and a bowl to make the sauce for their meal. jungkook, being the restless man he was, followed her around the kitchen with his arms around her waist and kissed her cheeks, neck, collarbones—anywhere his lips could reach.

“koo, you’re distracting me,” she chided lightly, trying to swat him away as she grabbed a few utensils.

“i’m sorry, i’m sorry. i’ll behave, i promise,” he murmured, continuing to kiss her skin.

“if this is you behaving, we’ll never get anything done,” she huffed, trying to be stern, although there was a smile on her face.

he didn’t respond, only smiled and continued to kiss her. when she finished making the sauce and adding it to the pot, she added some cheese as well, and stirred. after watching the sauce become thick, jungkook went back to the meat, which had thawed, and began to grab the ingredients needed to marinate it, like shown in the video.

he moved to the counter across from her and prepared to marinate the meat, which was the most complicated part of the recipe. while he was doing that, his girlfriend turned the heat on the stove to the lowest setting and moved over to watch him work. “do you need any help?” she offered.

“no, i’ve got it, don’t worry.”

she nodded in response as he pulled out various sauces and spices to rub into the meat. after that was done, she made a small noise of approval at his work. he grinned at her before cutting the seasoned meat into smaller pieces and placing them on the sizzling griddle he had prepared. “so, do you think i can compete with your cooking skills now?”

“no way, i’m still better than you,” she teased, playfully sticking her tongue out at him.

he joined her in leaning against the counter, shooting her a mock-glare, then pressed his lips against hers. it was a soft kiss, the type that made a person melt, and she found herself smiling into it.

“you’d think that after nine years, i’d be used to how you kiss me,” she murmured against his lips.

“i hope you never get used to it. you’re really pretty when you’re caught off guard,” he giggled, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear and kissing her cheek before turning over the pieces of beef on the griddle.

she rolled her eyes and nudged him with her shoulder before stirring the rice cakes again, which were nearly completed. “honestly, i thought it’d take longer,” she muttered, mostly to herself.

“don’t worry, the beef still has a bit to go.”

“can you add some cooking wine? it makes it juicier.”

“on it, baby.”

after watching her boyfriend add cooking wine to the grilling beef, she turned off the stove and put the tteokbokki into a large plastic container. she then brought the container over to him and glanced at the beef, which was finally ready.

he smiled at her before turning off the heat and using tongs to move the beef from the griddle to the container, and when he was done, she closed the container, handing it to him to shake it.

he shook it well, the muscles in his forearms flexing with every shake, and the bulgogi and tteokbokki mixed together. after he decided it was good enough, she brought out two plates for them and used chopsticks to portion the food for them.

“this smells so good,” he mumbled, practically salivating at the smell and sight of the meal.

she snickered and led them to their kitchen island, setting down their plates and sitting down with him. “let’s see if it tastes as good as it smells.”

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[hopeinthebox]

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[ghosttface07]

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[jkvjimin]

standing next to you ♡

[jung-koook]

jungkook getting ready to cut his hair 🫠

[335/547] — until we meet again, jungkook ♡

[heybaetae]

koo sprout 🌱 cr. 0613data, namuspromised

[badbtssmut]

Hi,

Please write a JJK oneshot smut with his secretary in his office while talking to his girlfriend on the phone. He received a BJ and he banged her while burying his face on her neck and tits. Girlfriend is super naive so whenever him or his secretary makes a noise he would make up a lame excuse and she would believe him. Thank you.

“I don’t think I’ll be home for dinner, it’s been a busy day.” You heard your boss say.

You were on your knees, his cock in your mouth, as you listened to the woman on the other end of the phone talk. The call was on speaker and it was on the table in front of you.

“Why?” she asked.

You bobbed your head back and forth, your tongue sliding across his shaft. Your hand pumped the part of his length that wasn't in your mouth.

A moan almost escaped his mouth but he caught himself.

“Really busy at work.” Jungkook responded.

“Are you alright? You sound off.” She asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Probably just tired.” Jungkook responded.

Jungkook pulled out and sat on the sofa, sitting down and pointing at his lap, you did as you were told, crawling on his lap, lining up his cock with your entrance and sliding down onto him.

“A-ah!” You slipped out, instantly pushing your hand against your mouth, stopping anymore noise from escaping.

“Jungkook? What was that noise?” His girlfriend asked.

You felt his fingers dig into your waist and pull you down harder onto his length, his head falling back and biting his lip to stop the moans.

“Was probably some coworker next door, baby. I didn’t hear it.” He replied,opening his eyes again and eyeing your tits, pressing his face against them as he made you ride him. His tongue swirled around your breasts before he went to kiss your neck.

“Baby, I have to call you back.”