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yonkimint · 2 days ago
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when the party’s over [Jimin x Reader]
36. You’ll help me?
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PREVIOUS - MASTERLIST - NEXT
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sopebubbles · a day ago
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One: they aren't orgies
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21st century girl
Synopsis: Campus activist Yn was only looking for a one night stand with campus fuckboy Namjoon, but they're both in for more than they bargained for, with many lessons for both to learn along the way.
Taglist [open] : @halesandy @burningupp-replies @lilacdreams-00 @yoongiofmine @yonkimint @wholockian1 @lyra0cassiopeia @hobizi @bri-mal @purpletaecup @secretlycrazyhummingbird @infiresyg93 @sweetjellyfishland @lovely-joon @little-dark-empress @iknowyoualwaystae @lostbitvh @xianav @friendlywraith @preciouschimine
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burningupp · a day ago
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seven: secret girlfriend
<<< masterlist >>>
permanent taglist: @missmadwoman @jovialdelusionbouquet @sopebubbles @sugarcayls @a-noona-mous @emmmui @chimchiekookie @renhold-nightspear @halesandy @chieftoadturkeynickel @yoongisnoona @annaliesmarie99 @wholockian1 @lyra0cassiopeia @wordsaremyswords @detective-daikon @arimeikaterikaka @unicornbabylover
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btsrunmylife · a day ago
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36. Stay
summary:  Park Jimin is a fuckboy through and through. It’s a well-known fact. His friends know it, the men and women he hooks up with know it, and people who’ve only heard whisperings of his name know it. But what if there’s more than meets the eye? What if that’s only a small part of him? What if…in your endeavor to find out more, you find out more than you bargained for?
pairing: jimin x f!reader
rating: pg13
genre: social media au, romance, comedy
chapter word count: 2.4k~
chapter warning: familial death (not related to the main character) and mentions of infidelity
permanent tag list (open): @cursedblood707 @yoongiofmine @xianav @lilacdreams-00 @vantxx95 @emmmui
series tag list (closed): @chimchimin-ssi​ @nabiwrites @renhold-nightspear @moon-write @90s-belladonna @youurkryptonite
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You throw yourself onto the couch with a heavy sigh, the tension in your shoulders enough to make it feel like the weight of the world rests on them. It’s been a long day of dealing with phone calls at work, call after call ending the same — with you being yelled at for things that weren’t even your fault.
Most days, you can shrug it off. Most days, you can let it drift in one ear and right out the other, can let the pent up emotions of the person on the other end drop dead before they reach your ear. Today is not one of those days.
You groan, annoyed with the emotions that keep nagging and raging within you, and drag a couch pillow into your arms. You squeeze it to your chest and bury your face in it, willing the thoughts and memories — words incessantly playing on repeat — away.
Your phone vibrates against your hip and you cringe. The last thing you want to do right now is talk on the phone, even through text, so you intend to ignore it, but when it continues to vibrate, you frown. Who would be calling you right now?
Knowing both Lisa and Minji to be at work, your heart drops when you see Lisa’s name flash across your screen. You rush to answer. “Lisa?”
The first thing you’re aware of when you bring the phone to your ear is a sharp intake of breath. The second thing is your heart sinking in your chest. The sniffling on the other side of the phone makes you feel sick to your stomach.
“Lisa, what’s wrong?”
“Halmeoni,” she whimpers, and it’s like the rest of your world falls away from you.
“Oh Lisa,” you frown, already reaching for your keys on the coffee table. “Where are you? Is anyone with you?”
She sobs into the phone. “I’m at work. Angel, my grandmother—“
“I know,” you soothe, trying to keep the tremor out of your voice. The last thing she needs is to hear you cry along with her. “Sit tight, okay? I’m on my way.”
She whimpers in response. “Okay, but Angel?”
You rush out of your apartment and lock the door behind you. “Yeah, Lis?”
“Please hurry,” she sucks in a trembling breath and your heart aches at the sound.
“I will, Lisa,” you promise, hanging up the phone.
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As much as you would’ve liked to be with Lisa through the night, you drive her south to be with her family before beginning your long trek back home.
Before you left, she pulled you into a tight hug, muttering apologies for the things she said about Jimin.
You’d frowned and shook your head. “Don’t worry about that now, Lisa.” You squeezed her. “I already forgave you for it. Go be with your family.”
With teary eyes and loud sniffles, she’d pulled away with a nod, muttering “thank you”s she didn’t need to say.
Regardless of the things she says sometimes, you know her heart is in the right place. And you will always be there for her.
The drive back home is long and by the time you get back, you’re emotionally and physically drained. You didn’t spend much time with Lisa’s family, knowing it best for them to be together, but it was enough to add to the already heavy emotions of your day.
Even saying this, you would’ve gladly stayed if you’d been asked. If Lisa or her family needed you.
You roll your neck and shrug your shoulders in an attempt to loosen up as you make your way into your apartment building, footsteps stuttering when you see someone standing outside your door. You blink in surprise. “Jimin?”
He offers you a weak smile, immediately opening his arms when he sees you. “Minji told me about Lisa’s grandmother.”
You frown, eyeing him uncertainly. Not entirely in a position to turn down a hug, especially with your body begging to collapse into the comfort of his arms, you step forward. He wastes no time in wrapping his arms around you, holding you tightly to his chest as he presses a kiss to your hair.
The act feels oddly reminiscent of the night of your date the week before, when he’d held you in his arms outside the concert venue. Right before he’d brought you to the Han River and held you some more.
It was in the middle of him holding you that night that you finally worked up the courage to ask the one thing that had been on your mind since you met him. Since you found out about his reputation.
“Can I ask you a question?” you asked quietly from your place next to him.
He glanced sideways at you, lifting up onto his elbow to get a better look. “You can ask me anything you want, Angel.”
The way he looked at you, so earnestly, had your body temperature rising -- something you noticed happened a lot around Jimin. You sighed. “Why don’t you like relationships?”
He observed you for a long moment in silence, eyes skating across your face as he thought over his answer. After a bit, his sigh echoed yours and he sank back down onto his back, staring up at the light-polluted sky. “It’s not that I don’t like relationships…”
You raised an eyebrow, turning your head to look at him properly. “Then why don’t you date?”
He hummed, the sound warm and considering. He peeked at you from the corner of his eye, half-hearted smile twitching his lips. “I’m dating you now, aren’t I?”
Your expression fell flat and he sighed again, sitting up to run a hand through his hair. You pushed yourself up beside him, hand itching to reach out for his, but knowing well enough to give him his distance. Clearly, this was a topic that bothered him.
But you wanted to know. If this was going to work between the two of you, you needed to know.
For his benefit and for yours.
“I don’t…” he began before pursing his lips. His eyebrows pulled together as he stared down at his hands. “I wasn’t always like this.”
You sat quietly, allowing him the time to gather his thoughts. Allowing him the space to decide what to tell you. Because you didn’t expect him to tell you his entire dating history. He didn’t owe any of that to you. You were willing to listen, of course, but he didn’t have to explain it to you. When you told him as much, his lips twitched up.
“Thank you, but I think I should,” he explained. “At least, the parts that are relevant.”
You nodded slowly, once again lapsing into silence.
He sighed. “The last relationship I was in lasted three years.”
You blinked, not having expected that. How had he gone from a long-term relationship to...this?
“It was serious--” he paused, shaking hair from his eyes. “Well, I was serious about it, at least.”
Your heart dropped a little, already able to tell where this was heading. “So, what happened?”
He scoffed, hands twisting together in his lap. “He cheated on me....and I forgave him.” He shook his head. “It sounds stupid now, but I was willing to let it go. I was willing to move on and pretend it never happened. I loved him...and I really didn’t want to imagine my life without him. I realize now how messed up that is, how toxic thinking like that is. Your happiness should never be sacrificed for someone else’s...at least, not for as long as mine was for him. But I was young and stupid, always looking the other way when he’d come home late or would get a weird text in the middle of the night.”
You couldn’t help it anymore, your hand moved to grasp his and his breath stuttered, gaze slowly moving to meet yours. You offered him a small, reassuring smile and he returned it.
“Anyway, I was pretty messed up after that…” he shrugged. “Commitment seemed like a bit of a joke to me after having someone promise to be exclusive, only to break that promise, so I didn’t bother to try. I didn’t want a relationship anyway, didn’t know if I could ever trust someone like that again.”
You swallowed down the lump in your throat, heart aching on his behalf. “And now?”
His gaze shyly moved between yours and your joined hands before smiling. “Now, I think I’m ready again.” He nodded. “I’m willing to try again with you.”
The two of you shared a small smile as you shuffled closer, allowing yourself to be pulled into his side as he wrapped his arms around you.
You never complained about the change of pace that night, more than thankful for the subdued turn your night had taken. More than thankful for the distance the two of you put between you and other people. The way you saw it, you desperately needed the time alone together. Needed to be able to exist, as you were, away from everyone else.
Tonight seems to be no different.
“You know Lisa’s grandmother isn’t my grandmother, right?” you mumble, a little confused how he would’ve thought to check up on you because of that.
He huffs a quiet chuckle, squeezing you a little tighter. “Minji might’ve also mentioned you had a rough day at work.”
You purse your lips and furrow your brow, not remembering telling her about that, but the more you think about it, you do recollect a lone text sent to her about wanting to quit your job and move to the mountains somewhere.
Yeah, you might’ve been feeling a bit dramatic at that point.
You still stand by the sentiment though. Some days you really do feel like you need a break from humanity.
Just not…all humans. You’d hate to admit it out loud to him, but you would miss Jimin a bit.
The realization startles you.
You clear your throat and pull away, motioning to your door. “Do you want to come in?”
You’re exhausted from such a long day, but the thought of turning away Jimin’s comfort feels even less desirable than the sleep that beckons you.
Under normal circumstances, you imagine Jimin would tease you about inviting him into your home, would probably flirt with you relentlessly until you’re a blushing mess. As it is though, he merely smiles and squeezes your arm.
“Sure,” he mutters, stepping away to let you unlock and open the door. “Have you eaten?”
You hope he doesn’t catch the frown on your face, but when you turn to toe off your shoes, you see the look of concern on his face. In all the chaos of your day, you hadn’t even given dinner a thought. But now that you are, you become painfully aware of the hunger gnawing away at your stomach.
Jimin clicks his tongue at your response, taking your purse from you and closing the door behind him. He shoos you further into the apartment as he sets your purse down and gets rid of his shoes. “Go wash up and change. I’ll order you something.”
You open your mouth to argue, but the severe look he shoots you has your jaw snapping shut. Instead, you nod and turn on your heel, glancing over your shoulder to watch him pull his phone from his pocket. You shake your head in wonder, disappearing into your bedroom and closing the door behind you.
If someone would’ve told you three weeks ago that Jimin would be in your apartment ordering you food, you probably would have laughed at them. You would’ve laughed and rolled your eyes at the mere thought of Jimin wanting to do anything more than hookup with you.
But over the past week he’s proven how serious he is about wanting something different. About wanting something more serious with you.
You’re not sure what makes you so special, exactly. You’re not sure what made him change his mind. But you’re glad he did.
When you walk out of your bedroom, freshly showered and in comfier clothes, the inviting smell of fried chicken drifts through the air and you nearly moan at the smell. Your eyes find Jimin as he sets a couple glasses of water on the coffee table and you grin.
“Ugh,” you groan, dropping onto the sofa. “I didn’t realize how hungry I was.”
Jimin chuckles as you hastily reach for one of the takeout containers, eyes alight with amusement as he hands you a plate. “You have to remember to take care of yourself, even when taking care of others.”
Your chewing slows and you side-eye him, watching him watch the way you eat. You glance at the remaining containers before motioning to them. “Take your own advice, Park. Don’t make me eat alone.”
He rolls his eyes at the use of his last name, but can’t fight off his smile as he does as he’s told. He hums happily as he munches on a drumstick.
“So,” he sighs, settling back on your couch as if this isn’t his first time in your apartment. His ease would be unnerving if you, yourself, weren’t so comfortable with him here. “What happened at work?”
You release a long, quiet breath, shrugging him off. “Nothing important. Just a bad day.”
He observes you, gaze glued to the side of your face as you fight to remain straight-faced. He frowns. “Anything that makes you upset is important to me.”
Your breath trips, heart stuttering to a slow hault, and you shift under his gaze. You shake your head, a little dazed by the complete one-eighty he’s taken in just a few weeks. Then again, you hadn’t really given him a chance before. Was he always this warm-hearted and kind?
Your gaze remains on the takeout for a moment, all at once touched by this whole thing. After such a long and mentally trying day, you’re overwhelmed by his kindness.
By the sheer force of someone caring about you enough to take care of you when you’re struggling to do it yourself.
You wipe your fingers on a napkin and shrug. “Today was just one of those days where everyone seemed to have a complaint. It sort of felt like a constant stream of yelling.”
He frowns, hand coming to rest over your arm. “I’m sorry, you don’t deserve that.”
You shrug. “People always forget there’s a person on the other end of the phone, but it’s sort of part of the job? It’s expected at this point.”
Jimin tsks, fingers enclosing your wrist to pull you over to him. He wraps his arms around you and you marvel at the way he just seems to know this is exactly what you need right now. “It shouldn’t have to be expected.”
You hum, wholeheartedly agreeing, and you settle in against him. With your stomach no longer empty, you feel your exhaustion tugging at you, pulling you in closer to Jimin’s side. You rest your head on his shoulder and stifle a yawn. “People suck.”
He hums, running a soothing hand over your arm. “Sleep if you’re tired, Angel. I’ve got you.”
You let out a contented sigh, curling up against him and draping an arm over his stomach. “You won’t leave?”
A breathy chuckle tickles your forehead and he shakes his head. “Not if you don’t want me to.”
Sleepy smile twitching at your lips, you press a chaste kiss to his neck. “Stay.”
He lets out a stuttering breath and holds you a little tighter. “As long as you’ll let me.”
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Epilogue.
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purple-lyra · 8 hours ago
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Social Media Fic Recommendations
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Only Fools
Jungkook X Reader
By @yonkimint​
College!OT7
y/n has been in love with Jungkook since their Chemistry class freshman year but he’s got so many girls after him, he’d never give her the time of day. Besides, she’s his best friend’s nerdy cousin so she’s off limits anyway. Right?
Throw in a costume party, a catfish, and a whole lot of crackhead and see if these fools ever find their way to each other.
Bulletproof Heart
Hoseok X Jin X Reader
By @sopebubbles​
Synopsis: 15 year old Kim Yn has her fair share of poor choices and bad days. She used to get through them with her brother, Namjoon, and their friends, Yoongi and Hobi. When they dismiss her dream, she’s determined to make her voice heard and prove her resilience. Luckily she meets a few new friends a long the way that help her become bulletproof.
Just Watch
Hoseok X Reader
By @hxseok-honee​
she’s in love with the boy he used to be. he’s turned into a toxic fuckboi who think she’ll always be by his side. what will she do when the one person he hates comes into her life, offering her much more than friendship?
Right Thru Me
Rap Line X Reader
By @hxseok-honee​
frat boys, raging parties, terrible exes, and a friend group that somehow makes every day feel like a lifetime of adventure. as if that’s not enough, throw in the confusion of falling in love with 3 boys at the same time
What You need
Jimin X Reader
By @btsrunmylife​
summary: Park Jimin is a fuckboy through and through. It’s a well-known fact. His friends know it, the men and women he hooks up with know it, and people who’ve only heard whisperings of his name know it. But what if there’s more than meets the eye? What if that’s only a small part of him? What if…in your endeavor to find out more, you find out more than you bargained for?
So Show Me, I’ll Show You
Yoongi X Reader
By @yonkimint​
Description: Seemingly out of the blue, y/n packs up everything to move halfway around the world to teach English in the heart of Seoul. You plan to keep your head down, work hard, and avoid anything that might let a past you would rather forget catch up with you. You aren’t expecting anything but a fresh start and a chance to breathe. Maybe that’s why you’re so reckless when a beautiful idol singer walks into your favorite cafe and strikes up a conversation, consequences be damned.
Sounds
Taehyung X Reader
By @smaubts​
summary: in which taehyung hears background music whenever something is about to happen, and when he meets y/n she just thinks he’s weird until she starts to hear the same music.
MORE
Yoongi X Reader
By @dejayoonw​​
recently divorced & looking for a new producer you’re inroduced to the seemingly stoic and hardworking min yoongi. at first it seems like he hates you but slowly he begins to warm up, showing you who he really is. how could you not fall for the caring, talented and amazingly devoted father?
You Broke Me First
Jungkook X Reader
By @minbbyy​​
Y/n and Jimin have been best friends since they were five. Along the way of their friendship, y/n happens to fall in love with said bestfriend. Will she ever tell him? sure… when she’s six feet under. This is a secret that she’s prepared to take to the grave. Even if she believes that Jimin is the only guy for her, she’s convinced herself that he does not and will not feel the same. So she keeps quiet and copes with her feelings the best way that she can. Then comes this bunny smiled boy who doesn’t believe in staying in the background. Jungkook wants to make the best of his life and live on with no regrets. When Jungkook finds out y/n’s dilemma, he goes out of his way to set the two up together as he believes that there’s absolutely no way that Jimin doesn’t have feelings for her. What’s the emotion that brings out unknown feelings more than any other? jealousy. Let’s hope, for the sake of y/n, that Jungkook’s idea goes according to plan.
When the Party’s Over
Jimin X Reader
By @yonkimint​​ 
y/n has just returned to Seoul after four years attending university abroad, much to the delight of her family and friends but when she meets her cousin, Jin’s, employees/roommates/best friends, a secret she’s kept for years resurfaces.
Will her budding interest in one Park Jimin survive the fallout?
-trigger warnings: mentions of nudity, mentions of alcohol, mentions of assault
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elizahopexo · 21 hours ago
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Caught in a Snow Storm - Part 42
Idol!Namjoon x Idol!YN AU
Previous - MasterList - Next
Taglist (OPEN): @leahknox @aliceluckycharm @chieftoadturkeynickel @knjsagustd @lochness-butmakeitsexy @darkskin-buttercup @preciouschimine @tar0txsailor@jeminiepabo @john-joong @just-jeon @salty-for-suga@wordsaremyswords @somelazysundays @sweetjellyfishland @r4yih @halesandy @arminandjeanandannieandhange @s4ilor-m4rs @missmadwoman @zxlla @theestrangeddreamer@jaiuneamesolitaiire @lyra0cassiopeia @silentkei @fairygirl18 @joyfullyobsessed @letmebreathepls @heyitsbreeeeee @wholockian1 @xxew-pineapplezxx @cursedblood707 @ryugujii-ken @obsessive-illness @zen-cottage@dustyinkpages @skz-jeha @piecesofapril11 @sai-kida134
A/N: So right after I posted the last chapter my immune system decided to give me one big fuck you and gave me the flu for the week! I'm sorry this took so long I was ill but feeling a lot better. Here is just a little bonus before the epilogue tomorrow (Who else is watching the online concert?!) Hope you enjoy it and see you all tomorrow! <3 <3 <3
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kimnjss · 4 months ago
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cyberslut | myg sm au
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banner by: @dee-ehn
🖇 synopsis:
— he has no idea who you are... up front, you’re sweet and innocent - but in reality you’re the exact opposite. running your own nsfw account, where your favorite topic is his hands.
[ cyberslut: a person who will act openly sexual on the internet, yet in real life will act prudent and contained. ]
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pairing: jock(fuckboi)!yoongi x nerdy(virgin)!reader
fic type: social media au
side ships: (platonic...) vmin.
genre: smut!! college au, secret identity, tutoring au, slight themes of infidelity...
warnings: yoongi and his friends are dicks :/ - yn is way too horny all of the time... there’s a lot of sexting... no full nudity.
*BYR: yn knows yoongi is the guy she’s posting abt... yoongi does not know abt yns acct (until he finds out). yoongi nd yn have never talked before the start of this fic.
status: completed!
A/N: timestamps make sense throughout the fic. if u want to be added to the tag list, send me an ask! + if you’ve asked to be on my permanent taglist, you do not need to ask to be added to this one !!
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parts:
bonus drabbles...
prologue: homeroom hottie
character profiles: yn, her alter ego, nd besties
character profiles: yoongi nd the boyz
part one: invasion of privacy
part two: private sessions
part three: pretty prints
part four: went viral
part five: malleable substances
part six: fellow fish nerd
part seven: long night
bonus: fuck me
part eight: fucking prude
part nine: under the bleachers
part ten: buzzer beater
part eleven: mentally fucking
part twelve: deductive reasoning
bonus: turn the page
part thirteen: teachers pet
part fourteen: surprise me
part fifteen: emotion sex
part sixteen: sexy mermaid
part seventeen: not finished
time jump: untapped ass
part eighteen: give a fuck
part nineteen: not dating
part twenty: away game
part twenty-one: at your pace
bonus: nervous and excited
part twenty-two: petal
part twenty-three: too messy
part twenty-four: drunk yoongi
part twenty-five: being stupid
part twenty-six: superior couple
part twenty-seven: iconic parties
part twenty-eight: twenty minutes
part twenty-nine: risk it
part thirty: reformed fuckboy
part thirty-one: nice change
part thirty-two: public event
part thirty-three: bars and clubs 
epilogue: on purpose
epilogue: fucking nerd
end
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tteokggukk · 3 months ago
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waiting game → jjk
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– fic type: social media au
– pairing: jungkook x reader
– genre: soulmates au, ex-friends to lovers, humor, crack, fluff, angst, slow burn
– warnings: explicit language, characters are still idiots (what’s new)
– status: ongoing
– updates: Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, 10 PM KST/9AM ET
sm permanent taglist: @boraength @rageyoudamnednerd​ @gaeguuliii​ @justbangtanthingz​ @maknaechu
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SYNOPSIS
in a world where everyone finds a unique connection to their soulmate once they turn of age, y/n can’t seem to figure out her clue. after desperately staying up all night to find one, y/n decides to rest and write down her list of groceries on her arm, ultimately giving up on finding a clue along with the whole idea of soulmates. that is, until jungkook wakes up to a whole list of poorly written ingredients scribbled all over his own arm.
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→ parts
note: links may not be working on mobile so refer to the masterlist for upcoming/previous parts!
character profiles
prologue (teaser)
one | don’t forget the eggs
two | here lies this conversation
three | when he???
four | spin the wheel
five | no backing out
six | still have a soft spot
seven | so u wanna go places
eight | in a friendly platonic way
nine | sweetie pls stop lying
ten | sucks on u for unfollowing
eleven | the power of jungkook’s mouth
twelve | you outshine shrek
thirteen | swedish or shiatsu
fourteen | caught in 4K
fifteen | make your own destiny
sixteen | do you wanna eat ramen with me
seventeen | defective flynn and mean rapunzel
eighteen | ✏️ back to square one
nineteen | something stupid
twenty | always going to be you
twenty-one | give him a chance
twenty-two | a long wait
twenty-three | return from the war
twenty-four | missing: jeon jungkook
twenty-five | flamin’ hot girlfriend
twenty-six | ditching soulmates
twenty-seven | sept. 3, 2021
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↣ all rights reserved © 2021 tteokggukk. please do not repost. translations/modifications are not allowed.
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kookingtae · 4 months ago
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Incoming: Elite Chatboy (pt. 4)
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pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3
→ pairing: sex chat worker jungkook x reader
→ genre: text au (smau without the social media), smut, humor
→ word count: 10.2k (written portion at bottom)
→ scenario: welcome to Elite Chatroom, a sex chat company with a wide variety of services such as text messaging, phone call, and video chat. you signed up online for the most basic text service plan not knowing what to expect, but you certainly didn’t think you’d end up actually liking the man behind the screen.
→ warning: sexting, video sex, professional dom jungkook, teasing bratty sub reader, crack humor amidst explicit dirty talk, mutual masturbation, degradation, praise kink, strip tease, fist fucking. mentions of: oral (fem and male receiving), face fucking, size kink, cum play, dacryphilia, subspace.
→ a/n: smh i WOULD find a way to make this smut 10k words loool this is WAY longer than i was expecting, and im not even sure if i like it BUT i hope you guys do :”) tbh ive only read over it for editing like once bc it took a lot out of me so pls excuse any mistakes u find! after this i will be focusing on another project of mine that has a deadline, so the wait for pt 5 may be longer than when i usually update this series, but i hope having such a big chapter will hold you over until then! happy reading and i hope you all enjoy it <3
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Your heart pounds out of your chest as you frantically rush around the room for any last minute things you have to do: comb your hair, touch up your makeup, hell you even brushed your teeth even though there’s no way he’ll be able to smell your minty fresh breath through the screen of his phone. Adjusting the little portable desk for the umpteenth time that sits in your bed, your stomach is a flurry of nerves when you lean your phone against it so that the camera has a perfect view of yourself while you sit in front of your headboard.
Your eyes quickly glance over his text message one more time. ‘PRESS THE FACETIME BUTTON AT THE TOP OF THE CHAT’. The all-caps typing you both used perfectly emulates the frenzied chaos swirling inside of you at your last-minute and rather impulsive decision to video chat with him.
Shit, this is a bad idea. What if he sees you and thinks you’re not what he expected? What if he thinks you’re cuter in your profile picture than you are in real time? What if you don’t live up to his expectations?
You attempt to swallow down your anxiety and self-doubt before taking a deep breath, closing your eyes for a moment or two, and finally pressing the facetime button.
Shit, you forgot to grab your phone charger!
The bleating sound that lets you know facetime is calling him only adds to your nerves as it chimes through the air while you shoot up from your bed and dive over to your bag on the other side of your room. Shit, your phone battery is on 6% and you meant to grab your charger while you were getting everything set up! How could you forget it?!
A dark, stormy cloud of dread falls over you when you hear the sound of the call being answered.
“Hello?”
Your palms prickle as fear and anticipation and excitement and anxiety all spike within you at once like a lightning bolt straight to your core. You speed up the pace at which you frantically rummage through your belongings that are tossed haphazardly in your bag.
“Y/N?” Jungkook’s voice is honey dripping within every crevice of your being when he sings out your name.
“I’m here!” You call out distractedly from the other side of the room, hoping your voice will carry and filter through your phone speakers to him, wherever he is in the world. “Sorry, I’m looking for my phone charger!”
Jungkook does the last thing you expect him to do in the middle of your internal meltdown: he laughs. “You had five years to get ready!”
His warm laughter and gentle teasing has your heart blooming in your chest and an infectious smile growing on your lips. “It was only 10 minutes!” You argue back lightheartedly.
Your anxiety starts to subside at the natural banter that flows easily between the two of you, just as it does through text. You don’t know why you were worried about things being weird. This is Jungkook, the same boy you tease and bicker with who also somehow manages to drive you absolutely insane with desire—the same boy who you talked to for almost an hour on the phone last week after the two of you had climaxed, only for Elite Chatroom to notify him with an alert saying that your session was almost over. Each service plan has a two-hour maximum time limit, you had been informed by Jungkook shortly after the interruption, so that people don’t take advantage of the services and so that the workers have enough time to take several clients a night if need be.
You ignore the knot that grows in the pit of your stomach at the thought of Jungkook sexting someone right after leaving the chat with you.
“Got it,” you emit a sigh when you finally feel the white cable amidst all the other shit in the depths of your bag and dash back over to plug your phone into the wall. Thankfully it’s still able to stand upright with the camera on yourself even though the charger sticks out of the bottom.
“Okay, I’m here,” you exhale with an involuntary nervous giggle as you plop down on the bed and finally get to look at the chatboy in front of you.
And suddenly it’s hard to breathe.
Jungkook is sitting on his bed, dark hair falling attractively around his forehead and tattoos on full display as he stares at you with what must be the most breathtaking face you’ve ever seen in your entire life.
“Oh my god,” you can’t help but blurt out, fighting the urge to cover your mouth at your accidental outburst as your eyes stay captivated at him on your screen.
After a few moments of silence, the two of you just drinking in the sight of one another, Jungkook blinks several times in delayed reaction as if waking from some sort of trance ever since you sat down in front of him. “What?” He asks, the sudden self-consciousness visible on his expression.
You can’t help but stare at his big, dark doe eyes, so wide and innocent and the complete opposite of everything you’ve ever known about this boy. “N-nothing,” you fumble out, clearing your throat and mentally shaking yourself out of your stupefied daze. “I just... you’re better looking than your contact photo,” you sheepishly admit.
How is that even possible?! you want to yell at him, but before you can make an even bigger fool of yourself Jungkook is speaking.
“Yeah, um... so are you,” he grins and reaches up to scratch at the back of his neck, a cute blush blooming on his cheeks and his bicep flexing from the motion displaying the rest of his tattoos that create the beginnings of a sleeve up his right arm.
You try to keep your mouth from falling open as you practically drool at the sight.
“Shit,” you hear him curse to himself, the expletive refocusing your attention back to his beautiful face. “What are you doing to me?! I’m never like this!”
“Like what?!” You reply defensively with a chuckle.
“I don’t know, nervous!” He admits, mirroring your natural grin.
Your heart jumps in your chest at his confession, thankful that you’re not the only one to feel this way. “Why are you nervous?”
“You know exactly why!”
“Do I?” You arch a brow at his words, excitement dancing in your eyes.
“Yes,” he leans forward to get closer to the camera and fixes you with an intense gaze that has your body bursting into flames, “you do.”
You swallow down the flustered response that rises within you under his stare and try not to ogle his features that are even more beautiful upon closer inspection. “Pretty sure I don’t,” you deny challengingly.
Jungkook presses his tongue against the inside of his cheek, the action stirring a sizzling heat within the depths of your core. “Don’t play coy with me baby. You know exactly what you do to me.”
His words cause another roll in your stomach that crashes like a wave into your core as well, though it does nothing to put out the inferno that it joins there. You involuntarily squeeze your thighs together, his ability to arouse you having grown tenfold now that you can hear his voice and see his eyes on you. You’ll be damned if you let him know that, though.
“Hm, I don’t know,” a smirk plays at the corner of your mouth before you’re biting down on your lower lip in anticipation. “I think I need a refresher.”
Jungkook swallows at your sultry words before readjusting his position on his bed, one of his legs bent in front of the camera as he leans back and props himself up on his elbow in an enticing display. “Yeah? You need a refresher on how hard you make my cock?” He arches a brow while one of his hands falls over his groin right where you presume his dick to be.
Your eyes widen on their own accord as you try to hold in a cough, not having expected such bold and obscene words for come out of the boy’s mouth so soon. “Jesus, Jungkook,” you splutter before a laugh bubbles up and forces its way past your lips.
His seductive nature instantly vanishes, now replaced with mirth that gleams in his eyes and an adorable groan of protest. “What?!” He cries in false-frustration though a smile lights up his features while he watches you.
“We just got here!” You choke in disbelief.
“Y/N it’s 45 minutes into your session!” A laugh of his own falls from his lips.
“Okay but this is different!” You argue back, the lighthearted bickering returning between you. “I’ve barely recovered from seeing your face and you expect me to see your dick?!”
“What’s wrong with seeing my dick?!”
“Do you want me to die?”
You watch as his lips twitch at your words as if there’s something he wants to say but knows he shouldn’t, and it’s the knowledge of this boy’s crude humor (you can practically hear him now: “are you saying you’d die for my dick?”) that causes you to speak up again before he can.
“Don’t–! Make that a sex reference.”
His mouth is already open, breath drawn and ready to say whatever weird shit popped into his chaotic brain before he stops short at your words. “Me? A sex reference?” He quickly reroutes with a scoff as if offended. “What kind of person do you think I am?”
“A horn dog,” you deadpan without delay.
“Only horny for you baby,” he winks.
The cheesy sexual remark and giant, giddy smirk on his face should make you want to wring his neck—and it definitely does. But you can’t deny the deeper meaning behind his words that warms you with endearment given how many women he watches masturbate daily, and he’s still only ever gotten off with you.
“Stop why is that making me soft?” A pout takes over your features that’s soon being replaced by a roll of your eyes. “What is wrong with me?!”
“Just admit it.” His smirk is replaced with a winning grin that takes over almost the entirety of his face and has your heart squeezing in your chest. “You love me.”
“I would rather die,” you instantly quip back.
“Oh?” The arch of his brow lets you know you’ve walked yourself into another one of his bad jokes, though before you can stop him he’s already continuing. “Does that mean I can show you my dick then?”
A scoff of laughter involuntarily escapes your throat as you bury your face in your hands in either shame, disappointment, or both—it’s hard to tell at this point. “I actually hate you,” you shake your head with a chuckle when you look back up.
“You keep telling yourself that babe.” He wriggles his eyebrows teasingly before joining in on your laughter.
“Do you normally jump right into things with your other video chat clients?” You ask, curiosity outweighing your aversion to hearing about the many people he seduces.
“Well I usually just start off by saying some sexy shit. Order them to take their clothes off and whatnot.” He shrugs like he’s talking about the weather instead of having cyber sex with strangers. To him, cyber sex probably is something as casual as the weather. “And then when they’re all prepped and ready I start doing my thing.”
Your brows raise at that, intrigue peaking at his last word. “Your ‘thing’?” You question before you can stop yourself. 
“Yes.” His eyes twinkle and his lips twitch into a small smile, amused. “My ‘thing’.”
The look on his face has you almost blushing with round eyes; you can guess exactly what his thing entails, though the thought only adds to your curiosity rather than sating it. “W-what is your ‘thing’?” You’re almost scared to ask.
He shrugs, his smile twisting to a smirk at your reaction. “I just put on a little show for them, you know?”
Now your brows furrow at that. “A show? Do you have like, a whole routine that you do or something?”
“Well it differs for my regulars of course because I can’t show them the same thing every time but,” he pauses in thought as if realizing this for the first time, his smirk now turning into genuine mirth as laughter tumbles from his lips, “I actually do have a go-to I do for new clients.”
“Wow,” you draw out the word with a shocked grin as a chuckle of your own joins his. “You have a whole routine!”
“Shut up!” You watch as the flawless golden hue of his skin turns a flushed shade of crimson.
The adorable sight of his embarrassed blush only prompts you to tease him further. “Like a little dance number!” You joke.
“Shut up it’s not!” He protests weakly, his own expression upturned into an infectious grin as well. “This is serious shit! I’m a professional!”
You continue to laugh at his persistent denial. “I have to see this oh my god.”
“Stop, I can’t now!”
“Why?!”
“Because it’s embarrassing!” He whines playfully. “You’ll make fun of me!”
His words only make you laugh even more. “No I won’t!”
“You literally laughed when you said that!”
His callout has you twisting in flustered amusement, your hands reaching up to hide the laughter that continues to spill from your open-mouthed smile. “Okay I won’t!” You inhale deeply to regain control, only uncovering your face once your expression has fallen into a more serious one. “I won’t,” you repeat calmly, and the second you meet the knowing look in his eyes you try to hold in the giggle that comes bubbling up within your chest.
A long sigh leaves his lips. “Fine, but if I see you laugh I swear to god–!”
“I won’t laugh!” You argue back with a grin.
He watches you skeptically for a second longer before eventually rising from his bed and disappearing from view behind the camera. Seconds later the low, smooth sound of sultry music fills his room and filters through your phone’s speakers.
You’re unable to stop the giggle that pushes it’s way past your closed lips—the fact that you joked about it being a dance routine and he actually does have music!
“I said no laughing!” He hollers from out of frame.
“Okay okay I won’t!” The pressure of the moment forces another giggle from you. “Starting now!” You call out before he can chastise you again.
The few still moments that he stays out of view has your heart rate spiking in anticipation. A nervous heat now starts to replace the amusement within you as you realize just what you’re about to see.
And it’s when he finally saunters into view that your expression falls slack entirely.
He has the casual confidence of someone who knows just how sexy they are, his steps slow and sensual yet his eyes ablaze with an intense, lustful passion that burns straight through your soul and past your stomach to melt right between your legs.
You try to swallow past the thick lump in your throat in an attempt to moisten your suddenly dry mouth, though it’s as if your throat has closed up along with the rest of your stiffening muscles and scorching organs as you continue to watch his movements, unable to look away even if you wanted to.
A knowing smirk tugs at his lips to join his overall cocky aura, the heat of the moment only rising tenfold as he reaches down and grabs the bottom part of his t-shirt in a fist and starts to tug it up at a tantalizingly slow pace. The dryness of your mouth is suddenly replaced by mouth-watering lust when his smooth skin and the slightest sliver of chiseled abs peak out from beneath the fabric, giving you a taste and making you crave more before he suddenly drops his shirt and it falls back down over his skin.
“I think you need to work for it, baby girl.” He presses both of his hands down on the bed on either side of his phone and leans closer to the camera, his features sparking with the enticing challenge.
You gulp, hoping that you can find your voice enough to put together some sort of response. “I-I thought you were gonna show me your routine.”
“Only good girls get to see my routine.” His voice is husky as he stays leaned over the camera, that annoyingly sexy smirk still playing at his lips. “Are you a good girl, Y/N?”
You feel your head slowly begin to nod yes as if you’re in a trance, unable to control your actions at this point.
“Then prove it.” He takes on a more commanding tone that has you pressing your legs together. “Show me what a good girl you’ve been.” When his eyes rake over your figure, you think you really will go insane. “Take off your pants.”
You’re unsure if this is standard procedure and you’re just falling victim to his routine like all his clients before you, but at this point you couldn’t do anything about it even if you wanted to.
So you slowly rise from the bed, your camera positioned to where he can still see you standing on the floor as you unbutton your pants and pull them down your legs. Nerves begin to take over as you feel self-conscious beneath his watchful gaze, though you can hear his breath lightly fan against the speakers and when you look up you notice his eyes have darkened.
You feel your body engulf in flames under his stare before you’re quickly stepping completely out of your pants and sitting back down on the bed as if it offers you some semblance of shelter compared to standing out in the open.
The feeling doesn’t last long when you hear his next words, though.
“Now feel how wet you are.” It might just be your imagination, but you think you can physically see his chest rising and falling with each breath that seems to have gotten heavier upon your actions. “Spread your legs for me. I want to see your hands in those sexy little panties.”
Your eyes widen slightly at his words, knowing that if you spread your legs there will most likely be a wet patch at the center of your underwear. But again, his commanding words paired with the intense gaze he’s subjecting you to makes it impossible to do anything but obey.
And so you do.
Your legs part open in a painfully slow motion, the air instantly cooling the heat radiating from your clothed pussy. You bite down on your lower lip in an attempt to contain some of your embarrassment. You’ve never done anything like this before; sure you’ve had boyfriends in the past, and you certainly aren’t a virgin. But cyber sex is something completely new and foreign to you, and so you can’t help but feel shy and anxious under his intimidating scrutiny. Especially when he can’t take his eyes off the way you hesitantly reach inside the top of your underwear and swipe your middle finger through your slit.
You involuntarily quiver at the contact, your pussy throbbing in desire and aching to be touched just because of his mere presence on your screen.
“How wet are you?” His voice is considerably thicker with lust when he speaks up.
A gulp rakes down your throat. “I-I’m soaked,” you try to steady your voice in reply, though the attempt is futile.
A low hum rumbles deep within his chest. “Good girl,” he praises sensually before finally leaning back from the camera.
He stands upright again to continue taking off his shirt when you notice a tint in the shape of an erection suddenly visible in his sweatpants. You’re sure that wasn’t there before; you certainly would’ve remembered the way it has you clenching around nothing in intense desire.
As you watch him with your hand clutching your folds, you somehow find the courage to speak up. “Is all that because of me?” Your voice is breathlessly coy when you arch a brow at him.
His shirt is still on his body when he drops it from his grasp again and glances down to where you’re looking as if he’s just now realizing that the imprint is visible. The way he curses beneath his breath has your arousal growing, evident in the way wetness continues to pool where your hand is between your legs.
“Should’ve known my hungry little cockslut would notice that.” He clicks his tongue before reaching down to gently brush a hand over the outline of his clothed member, the action causing your body to erupt in desire.
You feel your cheeks burn in a scarlet heat at his words, though you don’t let that deter you. “What, and you didn’t?”
Now it’s his turn to adorn a sheepish blush despite the sexual confidence he’s exuding. “It doesn’t ever happen so I’m not used to having it.” His eyes avert from yours as he reaches up to nervously rub the back of his neck, though before you have a chance to steady your hitched breath his gaze is on you again. “It’s all your fault.”
Excitement jumps within you at his admittance to never getting an erection from seeing other clients strip for him—probably because he’s become desensitized to his job. Which leaves you to wonder why you’re the only client who’s an exception to that.
“How is it my fault?” You arch a knowing brow.
His demure expression shifts into a smirk when he realizes the coy game you’re slipping back into. “You know exactly how it’s your fault, baby girl.”
You gulp through the sudden thickness in your throat as he holds your stare while finally following through with taking off his t-shirt, the thin fabric akin to running water as it ripples over the toned muscles of his chest and shoulders and eventually over the fluffy locks of his dark brown hair.
Your body numbs and jaw goes slack while you stare at his shirtless form. “Jesus christ Jungkook,” you curse just loud enough for him to hear. “Why the fuck are you so hot?”
He chuckles darkly at your words, a seductive twinkle in his eyes as he runs a palm down the v-shaped line of his abdomen before coming to a stop at the waistband of his sweatpants. “I should be the one asking you that, baby.”
His fingers fiddle with the drawstring, the few seconds that it takes him to ease the fabric down his legs feeling like an eternity until he’s left in just his boxer briefs that hug the bulges of his muscular thighs in all the right places. You barely have any time to devour the sight before his hand slides even further over his body to rub the hardened length straining within his underwear.
“You see what you do to me?” He asks with a lick of his lips.
You physically feel your soul leave your body at the onslaught of visual sensations assaulting your senses, his physique seemingly handcrafted by whatever higher power that you now know must exist if someone who’s as breathtakingly perfect as Jungkook is alive and on this earth at the same time as you, much less your service provider for a sex chatroom.
You’re completely speechless, unable to even think about trying to put together a coherent sentence while your eyes are locked on him. At your prolonged trance, a lighthearted chuckle suddenly falls from his lips.
“I take it my routine is working on you,” he teases.
You somehow manage to snap out of your reverie at the sound of his voice, having to blink several times and refocus on his face while his words register in your mind.
“W-what comes next in the routine?” You swallow shakily.
“Well if they’re not naked yet,” he hums, eyes roaming your pant-less form, “I tell them what to take off.”
Your throat constricts at that, nervous anticipation bubbling within you at the thought of being directed by Jungkook to strip down the way he has for you. “Oh?” Is all you can manage to squeak out.
“Mhm.” He lounges back on the bed, one of his legs stretched out with the other bent at the knee while he props himself up on his elbow.
You’re unable to stop your eyes from following the outline of his body that dips at the curvature of his waist and swells at his pectoral muscles, and you get the feeling that he knows exactly how sexually inviting his position is.
“First I start with suggesting they get a little more comfortable by removing their shirt.”
Tension rises within you as you shift to reposition yourself so that you’re sitting on your feet with your legs bent beneath you and knees slightly spread. “Removing their shirt makes them more comfortable?” Your question is laced with surprise.
He simply shrugs. “It is when they only came here for one thing so they know what to expect. Like I said, not everyone is as inexperienced in this as you.”
A flustered scoff escapes your lips at that. “Excuse you! I’d say I’m doing pretty well if I talked my way into your pants.” Your voice then takes on a mocking tone as you playfully mimic his past words. “‘Oh, I’m a professional! I’m never like this!’”
“Stop!” It’s his turn to get flustered now as he cringes with a giggle. “Don’t bring it up!”
“Now you know how it feels!” You giggle as well, liking the idea of giving him a taste of his own medicine since he’s the one who usually brings up the sexual things you say in the heat of the moment later.
“Okay, well maybe I just wanted you to take off your shirt!” He throws back. “Ever thought of that?!”
Despite the accusation that his tone holds, you can’t help but blink in realization at the meaning of his words. “You want me to take off my shirt?” You still can’t help but be shocked by this adonis of a man’s interest in you.
“Is that not obvious by this point?” He deadpans.
“Well I don’t fucking know, I’m not a mind reader!” You retort defensively.
“Yes Y/N!” He yells back with the same spirited banter that always seems to come naturally for the two of you. “I want you to take off your shirt!”
“Fine!” You mirror his tone of voice defiantly. “I will!”
“Good!”
“Good!”
There’s a beat of silence where the both of you sit waiting for you to follow through.
“Stop I’m nervous now,” you suddenly pout in a flustered manner.
“Don’t be nervous!” Jungkook draws out the words with a playful whine that’s laced with infectious laughter. “I promise you don’t need to be nervous in front of me,” he continues once the air between you has settled to a state of calm before glancing down at his fingers that fiddle with the sheets of his bed. “I think you’re beautiful.”
Your heart thuds with a flutter in your chest, touched by his unexpected compliment. How could someone who can have any girl in the world be this attracted to you in particular? Beautiful doesn’t even begin to describe how you see him, but rather than spilling your innermost feelings like a mushy idiot, you instead coo in endearment.
“Aw babe.” There’s a gleam in your eyes when they go round, lips twitching into a soft pout. 
“Babe,” he mirrors your puppy dog eyed expression with the same coo in his tone of voice.
Before he causes you to go too soft and question what all these emotions are that he’s making you feel, you sigh and shake out the flustered nerves that threaten to consume you again. “Okay, I’m gonna do it.”
The adorably soft pout is still on his features when he speaks up. “Only if you’re comfortable.”
“I am,” you assure him with a nod. “I’m not like insecure or anything, I just...” There’s a pause while you think of the right words to say. You finally settle on, “I don’t know, you make me nervous.”
“I completely understand. Don’t you remember I said the same thing earlier?” His head tilts with a grin.
“Yeah... true,” you smile back at him, heart warmed by his reassurance and the fact that he’s also as nervous as you are despite exuding nothing but sexual confidence. You suspect that comes from experience with his job. “Okay,” you exhale as you mentally prepare yourself.
Your fingertips tickle at the bottom hem of your shirt before you slowly pull it up and over your head, revealing to him the matching bra to your panties that you made sure to put on in the time it took you to get ready before your video chat. Your breath is held hostage in your lungs as you let the clothing fall to the floor before glancing back at him.
“Wow,” he finally blows out a low breath after a few still, tension-filled moments of silence, his eyes unwavering as he’s captivated with the sight of you. “Did you put on that set just for me?”
“Mhm.” You sensually fiddle with the straps to the soft red lace adorning your chest, the nerves that were jumping wildly within you starting to settle into your usual courage after his positive reaction.
“I see I was right in the chatroom when I said I bet your panties look sexy on you.” His voice is a deep rumble in his chest when he speaks, the vibrations seeming to travel through the speaker of your phone and wrap around every tendon and bone in your body like the effects of a delicious poison consuming you from the inside out. “I wish I was there right now.”
“What would you do if you were?” You arch your brow seductively.
“Mm, I would kiss and suck every inch of your body,” he hums with a sensuality that drives you insane as his hand casually finds the outline of his length still hard within the confinement of his boxer briefs. You inwardly pout when he obscures the view of his clothed erection until to your delight, he squeezes it. “Starting with those pretty tits of yours. Can you show them to me, baby?”
Heat jumps within your core and blooms all the way into your chest that rises and falls with slightly heavier breaths, turned on immensely by his dirty words spoken in such a sultry tone. Without even uttering a word, you reach around and unhook the bra at your back before letting it fall from your frame.
You hear him inhale sharply at the view of your exposed breasts. “Shit,” he mutters on exhale, his grip tightening on his member. “Fuck, this was a bad idea.”
You blink rapidly in surprise at his words. “Why?”
His eyes are pitch black and blown out with lust when he replies. “Because I don’t think I can hold myself back from breaking the rules for you,” he practically growls in a husky voice.
Though the initial alarm that filled you settles at his explanation, it does nothing to ease your confusion. “What do you mean?” You blink again with furrowed brows.
A deep groan of sexual frustration reverberates from the depths of his chest, an almost feral look in his eyes. “It means that I want to find out your address, go there right now, and fuck the living shit out of you.”
Your eyes widen as every vital organ in your body drops like an atomic bomb straight to your core.
Instantly and without thinking your fingers fly into your underwear to the bundle of nerves between your legs, gathering wetness from your clenching hole where you want him most and spreading it through your folds.
“Fuck, Jungkook, you can’t just say shit like that.” Your reprimand holds the edges of a moan within it as lust overtakes you.
“Yeah? You like the idea of me coming over and having my way with you?” His words are fueled by the way you touch yourself as he doesn’t even possess the willpower to chide you for not waiting for permission, his hand dipping into his briefs as well and taking ahold of his length. “I’d fuck you so hard you wouldn’t even be able to think. All you could do is cry and cream all over my cock.”
You let out a whimper of desire as your eyes flutter shut under knit brows, your pleasure increasing tenfold at the sound and image his dirty talk paints in your mind as you start to rub your clit in a familiar motion.
“Fuck, stand up baby.”
His words have your eyes opening from under the heavy haze that forced them shut. “Huh?” You croak out in a voice that’s thick with lust.
You watch as he gulps with a lick of his lips, seemingly more fucked out right now than he wants to show. “You’re lucky I’m not punishing you for touching yourself without my permission. Now stand up and turn around.”
Confusion from his sudden and strange request fills you, though you can’t find it in you to want to disobey him right now—not when he turns you on more than anyone you’ve ever been with and he’s not even here in person. A shaky breath escapes your lips when your fingers leave your aching core before you get off the bed and face the wall away from the camera.
You can hear him emit a low moan behind you. “Good girl. Now I want you to bend over and pull your panties down nice and slow for me.”
Your cheeks burn at his request, though with the trepidation that fills you there’s also a thrill of excitement that comes along with it. You let out a breath you hadn’t known you’d been holding and slowly start to bend over at the waist so he has a perfect view of the swell of your ass.
There’s a low hum that filters through the speakers and fills your room, the sound of his breath catching along with the rustling of fabric alerting you of exactly what he’s doing.
“Don’t masturbate yet,” you’re quick to call out, not moving from your position but still not willing to continue unless he listens to you. “I want to be watching you when you pleasure yourself to me for the first time tonight.”
He hisses in protest at your command but nonetheless relents without question, the sound of the elastic waistband slapping against his skin signifying that he’s removed his hand from his underwear. “Fine. But only because I know how desperate you are for my cock.”
Pride swells in your chest at his obedience. “Are you sure that’s the only reason?” You can’t help but tease in a smug tone.
“Someone’s getting cocky,” he grumbles though you can hear the edge of a smirk on his lips. “Don’t forget who has you bent over like the pretty little whore you are. Panties off. Now.”
You click your tongue but ultimately concede, thumbs hooking under the waist of your underwear and pulling the red lace down at a slow, tantalizing pace.
A sharp inhale fills your lungs when you feel the cool air hit your wetness that pools from your panties when you slide them down your thighs. Knowing that he can see not only your ass but also your pussy from behind has you suddenly feelings extremely vulnerable while you show to him the most intimate part of your body, though you also know there isn’t anyone else you’d feel more comfortable with or would rather expose yourself to. Somewhere down the line between your sexting sessions, playful banter, and that hour long phone call, you’ve grown to trust Jungkook. You couldn’t do this with anyone else even if you wanted to.
“God damn,” he lets out a loud, audible groan at the sight of you. “You’re so fucking wet, baby. I can see it dripping down your thighs and you’ve barely even touched yourself. Do I turn you on that much?”
“Yes,” you admit with a whimpering pout as you step out of the lace at your feet and turn back around to him.
You’re surprised to see he’s moved the phone from its original position propped up against something and is now holding it up to his face while laying back against his bed so he can get a better view of you. The sight of his big, doe eyes that shine in the light from the screen as well as the gentle slope of his nose and delicate curvature of his bow-shaped lips has your heart sprouting with a warmth of adoration in your chest.
“What are you doing?” You can’t help but grin as you sit back down on your bed and lean into the camera.
“Looking at you,” he answers so matter-of-factly that it has your stomach flipping.
“Are you sure you’re not just hiding your dick from the camera so I won’t see you touching yourself?” Your lips upturn into a playful smirk.
“And deprive my cock hungry baby of what she wants most? Never.” He mirrors your expression of amusement before sitting up off his pillows and setting the phone back where it was originally placed. 
You hate that even the obscenities that leave his mouth sound endearing to you now.
“Ah, what are you doing to me?” You cry out with a sigh as you sit back on your heels again with your legs bent beneath you. The position puts your full torso on display but obscures between your legs while accentuating the curvature of your hips and thighs.
“I’m should be the one asking you that. Though I suppose I already know the answer,” he breathes out in reply as he perches onto his knees as well, giving you a perfect view of his toned stomach and muscular thighs that has you practically salivating on the spot. “This is what you do to me, baby.” His hand runs over his clothed erection that’s still straining against the stretchy fabric of his briefs.
You feel your mind go numb at the mouth-watering sight, unable to do anything but fixate on the beads of precum that create a wet patch in the cloth. “I want to see it,” you blurt out before you can stop yourself.
A dark chuckle rumbles in his chest. “I don’t know,” he hums as if contemplating the idea in his mind. “I don’t think you want it badly enough.”
“I do,” you reply without missing a beat, perfectly aware that he’s baiting you but not caring if you fall for it. “I want it so bad baby.”
“Yeah?” His eyes dance as the corner of his mouth tugs into a smirk at your words. “Show me.”
Your face flushes once you realize what he’s asking, though you soon figure embarrassment is a pointless emotion now that he’s seen every part of you. Which is why without another word you slowly shift your knees apart so that your legs are parted for him and he has the perfect view of your soaking wet pussy.
Your eyes stay locked on his in an intense stare while you run a middle finger through your slit from your dripping hole all the way to the bundle of nerves near the top of your folds. You visibly shiver when your finger brushes over your clit; the sensation paired with the way his gaze is transfixed on you like you’re the only person in the world who matters causes goosebumps to rise onto your skin. 
“See how wet you make me?” Your quivering voice is thick with lust as you bring your hand up so that he can see the evidence of your dripping arousal on your fingertips. Needing to mentally prepare yourself, you then take one moment, two, before slipping one of the wet digits past your lips and into your mouth.
Jungkook’s mouth falls open as his jaw slacks. “Holy shit Y/N...” his voice is but a murmur of awe, clearly remembering the uncertainty and reluctance you possessed for the action when he told you to do it during your very first session together.
Fueled by his reaction, you make sure he has a perfect view of your lips wrapped around your index finger before slowly and sensually pulling it out until the tip is removed with an audible pop!
“You are so fucking hot,” he gushes without hesitation. “Wanna bury my face in your pussy and devour you all night long.”
“Fuck, that sounds so good.” You slip your fingers back between your legs to gently massage your clit again, the thrill of him watching you only adding to your pleasure as your lids flutter shut and your mind fills with the mental image his words create.
“Ah ah, open your eyes. Look at me baby,” his tone is gentle and slightly patronizing in a way that has your toes curling at the eroticism of it all. You do as told to reveal the sight of him watching you under low lids heavy with lust. “I want you to look me in the eyes while you touch yourself to the thought of me.”
You let out a mewl as your arousal grows tenfold under his gaze, too turned on to feel shy at this point as you shamelessly spread your legs open wider so that he can see every inch of your exposed pussy. “Wanna feel you right here,” you whimper as your fingers slip down your slit to dance teasingly outside your hole without yet putting them inside.
“Yeah?” You notice the way Jungkook’s chest rises and falls as his breathing grows heavier while he watches you. “What exactly do you want right there, baby?”
You barely manage to stop yourself from blurting out your cock, almost too needy to play coy at this point though you somehow gather every last ounce of self control that you possess to bite your tongue.
Instead you maintain enough restraint to arch your brow with a smirk playing on your lips. “What do you wanna put here?” You ask in a challenging tone. “Your fingers? Your tongue? Or maybe... your cock?” You glance down at his clothed erection that’s now visibly throbbing to the point that it looks painful before looking back up into his eyes. “Show me.”
The speed at which he licks his lips in anticipation before reaching for the waistband of his underwear is almost comical.
He suddenly stops himself short as if remembering his place. “You’re just dying to see my cock, huh? Been thinking about it since our very first session?” He grins darkly as he continues to fiddle with the hem, not yet revealing it to you which has your teeth gritting in impatient desire. “What’s the magic word?”
“Oh my god, please, Jungkook, for the love of god, please just show me your fucking cock!”
“Okay, okay, so impatient.” He has the nerve to chuckle after purposefully riling you up. “But, since you begged like a good girl...” he trails off before finally pulling his boxers past his hips and revealing his hardened erection to you.
You don’t even try to hold in the audible groan that escapes you at the sight.
“Jesus fucking christ.” You watch his generous length spring free from its restricting confinement and slap against his lower abdomen before bobbing in position. The sight of his smooth skin beading with precum at the tip is even better than the fantasy you’d cooked up in your imagination. “I’ve never been so happy to see a dick in my life.”
A genuine laugh escapes him at that as his hand instinctively wraps around his shaft. “You’ve been so good for me. It’s the least I could do.”
“Oh, is it?” You sneer sarcastically at him though the action is a lighthearted one. “Do you torture everyone like this or just me?”
“Just you, baby. Aren’t you so lucky?” He teases back at you with a shit-eating grin.
“Yeah yeah. More like you’re the lucky one,” you grumble with amusement playing on your features.
“You got that right.” He looks you over with an expression of cocky arousal, his eyes lingering on the swell of your breasts and between your legs as he wraps a fist around his cock and starts to pump himself. You focus on the way his brows knit and lips part in silent pleasure before an erotic moan escapes from the back of his throat.
Unable to look away even if you wanted to, the sight of him so turned on by your body fills you with courage. “You like watching me show myself to you baby?” You slip your hand down to part your folds with two fingers, ignoring the flush creeping up your neck from being so exposed to instead watch as he gets himself off to the sight. “Does it turn you on to know I’m this wet all because of you?”
“Fuck yes baby,” he sighs out in pleasure, his voice taking on a breathy tone that you remember hearing when he was touching himself on the phone last week. “Want you to finger yourself and imagine it’s my dick.”
“Yeah?” Without hesitation you gather the juices leaking from your hole onto your fingertips before slowly easing one in. “Ah, I’m too tight. I can only fit one at first,” you admit breathlessly as your head rolls back.
“Oh, poor thing,” Jungkook coos in that same patronizing tone that has heat licking at your lower belly, his hand speeding up along his length. “Just gonna have to take extra good care of you and spend my time getting you nice and stretched before I give you my cock. Or would you rather me make you take all of me?”
“Mm, I want it all baby,” you lull your head to the side as you watch him under hooded lids glazed over with lust. “I want you to feel how tight I am. Wanna squeeze and clench around your fat cock ’til I milk you dry.”
Jungkook groans at the mental image that your words paint in his mind, squeezing tighter around his shaft with each motion to mimic your walls sucking him in. “You’re that desperate for my cum, huh? Gonna give it all to you, baby. I’ll smear it all over that dirty mouth and those perfect tits of yours before filling you up so much it’ll be dripping down your thighs while I’m still inside you.”
You shiver at the filthy obscenities that spew from his mouth. “You’re gonna cum that much just for me?” Your voice takes on an angelic tone though the smirk on your lips can still be audibly heard.
“All for you, babe. Only for you...” he breaks off into a moan, the words obviously spoken under the influence of his intensely aroused state though your heart can’t help but flip at them anyways.
The thought stirs up a surprising wave of possessiveness you didn’t know you had for the sex worker in front of you. Unsure of what to do with the unexpected emotion, you instead focus on the way his words make your pussy crave more.
“Gonna add another finger,” you moan wantonly as you press another digit through your slick walls, the stretch making your mouth fall agape.
Jungkook eats up the sight, not daring to look away as he mirrors your expression with knit brows of pleasure. “Shit, Y/N, tell me how it feels.” His breathing is erratic when he speaks. “Describe it to me so I can imagine exactly how perfect it would feel inside that pussy of yours.”
“It’s—ah!—warm,” you try to tell him through the whine that threatens to tear through your throat. “Wet– and tight, so fucking tight it’s suctioning me in.” Finally your words break into a mewl, pain from the stretch melting into pleasure due to how immensely turned on you are thanks to the boy in front of you.
“Fuck, I wanna be inside you,” he hisses without constraint, careless expletives flying from his tongue left and right now that his lust has taken over and he seems to have forgotten all about his job in favor of getting off to you. “Wanna fuck you so fucking bad baby, god, I would do anything.”
“Anything?” Your ears catch onto the word despite the daze of arousal clouding your senses, brow just managing to raise despite your features contorting with pleasure.
“Fuck yes, anything,” he shamelessly replies without missing a beat, his free hand cradling the base of his member while the other desperately works the tip. The expression on his face is pure sex. “Wanna make you scream my name while you ride my cock.”
His response makes a smirk of triumphant pride spring to your lips, though you can’t tease him about it right now even if you want to due to being too fucked out with pleasure to even think straight. You decide storing away the confession to hold over his head at a later date would be better anyways.
“Mm yeah, I wanna bounce on your cock babe.” You groan at the thought of looking down and seeing his beautifully wrecked face beneath you while you’re slamming down on top of him. “Wanna bury my face in the crook of your neck and mark your skin with my lips and teeth.”
“Yeah? You wanna be on top?” Jungkook’s breath hitches while his eyes that were temporarily squeezed shut with pleasure now open to gape at you, jaw slack and lips permanently parted. “My neck is all yours, pretty girl.”
Your insides dance with excitement at the thought of Jungkook—someone who is a professional dom for a living—underneath you while your gaze rakes over the smooth, flawless golden skin of his throat that’s exposed to you when he flings his head back.
“Is that so? You want me to have control?” Endless fantasies flood your mind of ways that you could have this boy writhing and trembling in pleasure.
To your surprise, a dark, breathless chuckle sounds through the speakers as Jungkook focuses on you. “Mm, you and I both know who would be the one in control, baby girl. Or do I have to remind you?”
You swallow thickly, his words inciting excitement within your core though you somehow manage to hold your ground. “I don’t know about that.” The power behind your response is weaker than you intended given the fact that your fingers still fill your walls at the sight of his intense gaze.
“Please, we both know you’d be on your knees for me in two seconds if I told you to.” The cocky expression on his face only adds to pure sex that oozes from him and saturates your body in desire. “I already made you bend over to take off your panties and spread your legs to taste your own cum. What do you wanna try next?”
“Sh-shut up, chatboy,” you try to bark at him though there’s a waver in your tone that can’t be missed, the sound of it only making his smirk deepen.
“You know I’m right, baby. Why keep trying to deny it? We both know you’re a slut for me. My little baby slut.”
You hate the way his words are fuel to the fire blazing in your core and make your toes curl, wishing there was some way to prove him wrong if only to fight for your pride but knowing there’s nothing you can do—especially since it’s nothing but the truth.
“Say it.” His voice snaps you out of your daze.
“What?” You ask to buy yourself time, knowing exactly what he wants.
“Say you’re my slut.”
You scoff, heat rising up your neck. “In your dreams.”
“In yours too,” he arches a brow, knowing perfectly well that he’s right. “Say it, Y/N. Be a good girl and maybe I’ll reward you by letting you cum.”
Your throat tightens, the need to fight back outweighing your submissive side. “What’s stopping me from cumming anyways? You’re not here.”
“Luckily for you, or else I’d have that smart mouth stuffed full of my cock by now.” A devilish smirk creeps up on his lips. “Though I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
You force your mouth shut to keep from crying out yes!
Undeterred by your silence, that only seems to make Jungkook try that much harder to get you to break. “It’s okay baby, you can tell me. I bet you’d like me to fuck and use all your little holes. Want me to thrust my hips into your mouth like this?”
As if matters couldn’t get any worse for your sanity, he lays down on the mattress so that you have a perfect view of his side profile and the line of body before he holds his hand in a steady, unmoving fist and begins to piston his hips up into it with slow, rolling thrusts. The sight alone is enough to drive you insane—much less with the pure filth that spews from his mouth.
“I’d hold your head right here above my cock and thrust up into that pretty mouth. And guess where that would leave my mouth?”
You’re almost scared to ask. “W-where?”
“With nowhere to go but on that sweet pussy of yours.” 
Your eyes widen at the position he’s insinuating. “What makes you think you could focus with my tongue wrapped around your cock?” You manage a smirk of your own through your flustered state.
“Mm, even if I couldn’t, I’d be moaning right against your clit.” He hums out a groan as if the mental image of his words is the most appetizing idea he’s ever heard. “How does that sound, baby? The vibrations from my voice on those wet little folds?”
The thought of Jungkook’s hot breath on your core while he uncontrollably moans into your pussy has you shivering in desire, wanting nothing more than to experience the fantasy in real life and not just through imagination.
“Fuck, Jungkook,” you can’t help but moan as you dig the heel of your palm into your throbbing clit, curling your fingers within your walls in a desperate attempt to sate the carnal need radiating throughout your body.
“Mm, my name has never sounded so hot as it does falling from your lips.” His voice is a low, deep gravel as it envelopes your body and joins your fingers to coil within your center like a tightly wound spring just waiting to unwind into an explosion of pleasure. He bites down on his lower lip as his hold on his member speeds up in quickening ministrations. “Say it again.”
You look him directly in the eyes, recognizing the parallel between your last session and this one where he begged you to say his name—only this time, he can visibly see the lustful expression on your face and the way your mouth parts in an audible moan as you do so.
“Jungkook...” you trail off with a toss of your head. “I want you.”
“God, I want you too Y/N. You have no idea how sexy you look right now.” He immediately replies, his dark eyes captivating you in a trance as they draw you in with all of his attention. “If you’re that fucked out from your measly little fingers then I can’t imagine how much you’d lose it when I’m inside you. Fuck, I’d stretch you out so much you wouldn’t be able to do anything but cry and cum for me. Have you fucked stupid on my cock.”
You practically salivate at the explicit obscenities that falls effortlessly from his perfectly pink lips as if it comes naturally to him. Never in your life have you met someone who’s so good at dirty talk; sexting is one thing, but saying it out loud to the person you’re with is another entirely. And though you know this is his job, that he gets paid to dirty talk for a living, you can’t help but feel that his words are too raw to be anything but sincere.
You ignore the part of you that’s hoping so, at least.
“Shit, baby, I’m close,” you whine out, bringing your thumb down to tease your clit when your motions start to get erratic and desperate.
“That’s my girl. I can’t wait to watch that beautiful face of yours come undone,” he practically growls in anticipation as he leans slightly closer to the screen. His fist focuses around the head of his length as he pleasures himself in quick and passionate motions. “Who are you going to cum for, hm?”
“Fuck, you, all for you,” you throw your head back with an embarrassing moan that he absolutely devours, his eyes intense as they drink in the sight of you as if you’ll disappear at any moment and he’s burning you into his memory.
“Then do it, baby.” His words are breathless when they emerge from the back of his throat, and if you weren’t so far gone in your own pleasure you would notice just how close he is as well. “Don’t hold anything back. Cum for me like you mean it.”
At his command your eyes flicker to his for the briefest of moments, that being all it takes before a blinding white heat flashes within your field of vision and temporarily renders you blind with sheer euphoric ecstasy. Your head flies back as a visceral moan tears through your body that jerks and trembles in uncontrollable pleasure.
“Oh my god, Jungkook!” You can’t help but gasp out his name, thoughts of him flooding your closed lids and fueling the orgasm that wracks your frame like open windows in a raging storm. He’s all you can see, all you can hear—you’re consumed by him.
And all it takes is the image of you unraveling before of his very eyes and screaming his name for him to follow suit.
“Y/N!” Your name sounds like heaven falling from his lips when he cries out a moan that’s more higher pitched than you’ve ever heard from him, the sound needy and desperate and catapulting your orgasm into a second wave of mind-numbing bliss.
You thankfully open your eyes in time to see his white seed shoot from his tip and onto the bare, chiseled planes of his stomach and chest. Drool practically drowns your tongue with the desire to lick his cum clean off his skin as you study the erotic sight paired with his twisted expression of furiously knit brows and eyes squeezed shut. You wish you could tattoo this sight into your mind forever; it’s by far the hottest thing you’ve ever seen.
It feels like centuries before the two of you finally drift down from the clouds of your long-awaited high, what was once a symphony of expletives and moans now nothing more than heaving breaths and racing hearts. Your form, now collapsed back onto the bed, shifts slightly so that you can see your phone screen positioned in front of you.
“Holy fucking shit,” is all you manage to breathe out.
“Yeah.” Jungkook’s reply holds just as much gravity as yours, silence permeating throughout the space again before he eventually opens his mouth once more. “Welp, there goes my midnight appointment.”
You lift your head off the mattress to arch a brow at him. “What do you mean?”
“I had a client scheduled after this.” He continues to stare at the ceiling for a few more moments before letting out a single chuckle of disbelief. “There’s no way in hell anything could follow this.”
You hate the way your heart flutters in your chest despite yourself. This is dangerous territory; you know it is, and yet you can’t stop yourself from feeling this way regardless. Even your stomach sinking at the fact that he was planning on seeing someone else directly after seeing you is outweighed by his admission of being unable to follow through with the scheduled appointment. How could you not possibly feel special when he says things like this?
You try to shake your head free of these irrational emotions. The last thing you need to do is get attached to your paid sex worker. Even just the thought makes you feel naïve and impossibly foolish; things would not end well for you if you allowed yourself to indulge in these feelings.
And so, when Jungkook sits back up and starts to be his normal stupid, goofy, adorable self while carrying on a conversation with you as if you hadn’t just completely mind-fucked each other’s brains out five minutes ago, you try to act as if nothing’s changed.
And it hasn’t.
Right?
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fluffyjoons · 6 months ago
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you don’t realize how obsessed he is with slapping ass until you see a two minute long video about it...
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writerforkpop · 3 months ago
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Not His Type 💜
// jjk x reader au
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On your first day of university you were warned of campus’ biggest player, Jeon Jungkook. He was known for romancing girl after girl, only to drop them less than two weeks later. Over the past year, you’ve noticed Jungkook’s obvious type, which is the complete opposite of yourself. One day you share this observation with a friend and in response they propose an interesting bet. An all expense paid vacation if you get the infamous player Jungkook to fall for you by spring break. Not wanting to spend your time off at home, you agree to the bet. Getting Jungkook interested in you seems easy enough considering he’ll chase after anything in a skirt. Except the one problem; you’re not his type.
Pairing: Jungkook x reader
Genre: romance, enemies to lovers, angst
Status: Completed
Character Profiles
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9
Part 10
Masterlist
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yonkimint · a day ago
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when the party’s over [Jimin x Reader]
37. FINE-apple
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PREVIOUS - MASTERLIST - NEXT
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sopebubbles · 2 days ago
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Lisa, Jennie and Rose head cannons
21st century girl
A/n: the first chapter will come out tomorrow!!!! I'm so excited! I hope you all like this series. A reminder that I don't know anything about Blankpink, so these characters do not reflect the real people in any way whatsoever.
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Profiles designed by @yoongiofmine
Synopsis: Campus activist Yn was only looking for a one night stand with campus fuckboy Namjoon, but they're both in for more than they bargained for, with many lessons for both to learn along the way.
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burningupp · 2 months ago
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main masterlist
pairing: y/n x taehyung
summary: kim taehyung is your childhood crush. of course you have kept up to date with his success, but you never thought to reach out to him. suddenly, when he's visiting his home town on vacation, he comes to the kindergarten where you work to pick up his cousins. needless to say, you're shocked.
status: completed
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one - bangtan does vacation
two - my chance
three - childhood crush
four - taehyung is back
five - when in doubt, art museums
six - compliments
seven - poet
eight - no allies, bitch
nine - feel bad
ten - kinda rude
eleven - that's COLD
twelve - don't fall for it
thirteen - coffee
fourteen - "huge honor"
fifteen - horny police
sixteen - keep in touch
seventeen - marry his midi-keyboard
eighteen - stupid
nineteen - I? Will?? Fight???
twenty - muffin
twenty-one - I'm sorry
twenty-two - visit
twenty-three - kookie's future girlfriend
twenty-four - how are we feeling?
twenty-five - I liked her first
twenty-six - a real doozy
twenty-seven - literal angel
twenty-eight - apologise
twenty-nine - missing y/nie hours
thirty - arcade
thirty-one - miss muffin
thirty-two - horrible person
thirty-three - small breakdown
thirty-four - nostalgia, but for a person
thirty-five - dumb for real
thirty-six - heated
thirty-seven - lamp
thirty-eight - advice
thirty-nine - hoes mad
forty - they're in love
epilogue
bonus
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herherteartear · 3 months ago
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mean girls finish last | jjk
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précis— jungkook lived his life one girl at a time. or two. or three. and with a body like his, he wasn’t planning on slowing down. at least, until he met you. you, with a pretty face and an ugly heart. you, who was simply mean and knew how to play a dangerous game.
pairings— fuckboy, stuntman!jungkook x mean girl!reader
warnings— mostly language, suggestive pics, raunchy texts lmaoo, reader is rlly rlly mean hahaa
a/n— the second story in the 'welcome to bangtan' series!!! i'm excited for this story bc the oc is going to be real different from all my other oness👀 and this jungkook is going to be so adorable! pls don't forget to let me know ur thoughts along the way <3 !
welcome to bangtan masterlist
!!! side note— this smau is going to draw a lot of inspiration from an old show i love called ‘Jackass’ ! if you don’t know what it is, it’s a show where a group of friends pulled pranks and carried out crazy stunts
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taglist is open, pls send me an ask or comment to be added <3!!!
teaser
intro: yn +
intro: jungkook +
one: self discovery shit
two: calm down shakespeare
three: i always do
four: thirsty line
five: walk of shame pt. 2
five and a half — written
six: 67 doors
seven: narbie
eight: brother sister date
nine: BACKWARFS
ten: candy😈
ten and a half: stupid boy — written
eleven: shitty shitty day
twelve: hobi the lifeguard
thirteen: then i’ll pay it
fourteen: goody!!!
fifteen: some space
sixteen: bottom tier fuckboy
seventeen: A side
eighteen: B side
nineteen: favoritism😐
twenty: slow and steady
twenty one: meanie head
the end <3
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knpjpr · 4 months ago
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#fake : jjk | sm masterlist
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🎮synopsis: "first loves have always been confusing, but when you're bestfriend confesses she likes someone, your willing to do anything, even fake date and even so, find your first love."
character analysis: jungkook is a straight up person, but when it comes to the constant beat of his heart or the giddy feeling he feels when your around, he doesn't know shit.
⇆ a/n: if you'd like to be added to the taglist, send me an ask
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⇆ fic type: social media, fake dating to lovers
⇆ main pairing: gamer!jungkook x student!reader
⇆ side ships: taehyung x oc (not yn), yoonmin
⇆ warnings: explicit language, smut, mature themes, alcohol usage, etc.
⇆ status: completed
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CHAPTERS -
characters - jungkook and his friends
characters - yn and her friends
prologue - ghost hunting
chapter one - spring.
chapter two - hangry walking
chapter three - distraught.
chapter four - some crush
chapter five - yn right?
chapter six - meme outlet
chapter seven - bro hangout
chapter eight - art room.
chapter nine - only child
chapter ten - girls day
chapter eleven - dead ass body
bonus - double date
chapter twelve - regret it.
chapter thirteen - horror whores
chapter fourteen - overlydramatic kdrama
chapter fifteen - kinda nervous
chapter sixteen - secret twitter
chapter seventeen - just friends
chapter eighteen - titty cake
chapter nineteen - being dry
chapter twenty - hot bitch
bonus - so hot
chapter twenty one - fucked up.
chapter twenty two - comfort buddy
chapter twenty three - fix this
chapter twenty four - pretty boy
chapter twenty five - fucking lame
chapter twenty six - my boyfriend
chapter twenty seven - dating eachother
epilogue - mother fuckers
epilogue - so entranced
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Copyright © by knpjpr
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hxseok-honee · 3 months ago
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sundress [a blossom spinoff] || modern hogwarts ! yoongi au
[i guess you fell into the wrong hands // and now you're effin with the wrong man]
>> childhood best friends. platonic soulmates. dumb dumb and big-head. no matter the name, their relationship has never changed. the lion and the snake. the promiscuous boy with commitment issues and the girl who sticks by his side no matter what. he's not himself without her and she'd give him the world if he asked for it. they keep each other whole, nothing else needed when they're together.
he can't help but want to fix things when her ex-boyfriend jungkook won't stop calling, and she can't help but go along with his crazy plans, no matter how much they cross the lines of friendship. but if they're being honest, there never really were any lines, were there? <<
[spinoff of my au 'blossom'!!]
>> a/n : so.... i never claim a favorite au because i love every single one and i am obsessed with every single one while im writing it.... anyway, welcome to my favorite au! i have a lot of Feelings for blossom!yoongi and it seems you guys do, too, so please have this entirely self-indulgent spinoff and suffer with me!!!
as someone heavily influenced by music when i write, the playlist is very important in all my aus, but especially here! the writing style of this au will be a bit different from my regular work, so im making a lot of changes to how i structure this one. my authors notes for each chapter will be a single line from one of the songs on the playlist so you have a feeling of where my head is at while im writing -- if youre someone who likes to have mood music while reading, feel free to check out the song referenced in each chapter!
BEFORE YOU READ : please make sure you read 'blossom' before starting this au as all the characters are the same and the timelines start in the same place, so there will be some familiar events from 'blossom' that probably won't make sense here unless you read that one first.
BEFORE YOU READ (x2) : sundress does not contain explicit content, but it does have a lot of mature dialogue and suggestive themes, so i ask that anyone under the age of 18 please not interact with this au (comments, asks, etc) at any point. thank you for understanding!
that said, 'sundress' is NOT part of my hogwarts series, so the plot of this au will have no impact on the series as a whole. thanks for reading! <<
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masterlist
genres : fake dating, fwb, best friends to lovers, mature(???) content????
warnings : a LOT of suggestive content (no fully explicit content), yoongi is everyones favorite thot, jungkook is a total dick for a long time and literally the ONLY source of angst in this whole au!
-> status : [ongoing] <-
-> taglist : [open] <-
-> update schedule : once a week (wed or thurs) <-
>> playlist <<
[01]. she'll be just fine. [written]
[02]. "I'll fix this." [written]
[03]. chlamydia hands
[04]. weird nurse fantasies
[05]. stalker behavior [text + written]
[06]. "Here goes nothing" [written]
[07]. she needs him. [text + written]
[08]. weirdly normal [text + written]
[09]. "I like it." [text + written]
[10]. a totally real couple
[11]. just his type [written]
[12]. is he right?
[13]. playing this game [written]
[14]. looking respectfully
[15]. "What's stopping you?" [written]
[16]. lets play Too Hot
[17]. the jealous girlfriend card [text + written]
[18]. make you feel better [text + written]
[19]. youre just H Word
[20]. just friends [written]
[21]. figure your shit out
[22]. smoke break
[23]. say it back [text + written]
[24]. tweeting couple stuff
[25]. stupidly attracted [written]
[26]. granny pjs
[27]. take care of you [written]
[28]. that's rough, buddy
[29]. OUR room
[30]. filing a complaint
[31]. pee pee dance
[32]. driving me bonkers
[33]. achievement unlocked
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kimnjss · a month ago
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beside you | ksj/pjm sm au
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banner by: @dee-ehn
🖇 synopsis:
— he’s bad for you. from the commitment issues to the endless scandals. sworn to never settle down... well, that’s until he sees how happy you can be without him. now he’s willing to do anything to keep from losing you to your so-called ‘perfect boyfriend’.
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pairing: solo artist!jimin x idol!reader // actor!jin x idol!reader
fic type: social media au
side ships: (frenemies) taekook...
genre: smut!! idol au, secret dating/fake relationships, love triangle au, slight themes of infidelity… which of course means angst!
*BYR: jin and jimin aren’t friends, they only know of each other. jin’s friends and yn’s friends hang out often so they’re in the same circle.
updates: everyday!
status: ongoing!!
A/N: timestamps make sense throughout the fic. if u want to be added to the tag list, send me an ask! + if you’ve asked to be on my permanent taglist, you do not need to ask to be added to this one !!
IF YOU AREN’T GETTING TAG NOTIFS, TURN ON MY NOTIFS!! I UPDATE EVERYDAY BTWN 1PM-3PM PST!!
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parts:
prologue/profiles: yn and entourage
prologue/profiles: jimin and friend
prologue/profiles: jin and company
part one: acquaintances with benefits
part two: silent sex
part three: wild night
part four: nameless model
part five: settling down
part six: publicity stunt
part seven: perfect boyfriend (time jump)
part eight: no cameras
part nine: been a while
part ten: the start
part eleven: generally wondering
part twelve: moved on
part thirteen: old classmates
jimins ep (191029)
part fourteen: funny business
part fifteen: test run
part sixteen: clout chasing
part seventeen: no more hiding
part eighteen: high school sweetheart
part nineteen: same cycle
part twenty: something’s missing
Q&A
part twenty-one: just landed
part twenty-two: rain check
part twenty-three: hooking up
part twenty-four: third wheel
part twenty-five: really focused
part twenty-six: mutual split (time jump)
yn’s album (sola)
part twenty-seven: subtle promo
part twenty-eight: best behavior
part twenty-nine: beside you
part thirty: more serious
epilogue
end
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tteokggukk · a month ago
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waiting game → jjk | twenty-six: ditching soulmates
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– fic type: social media au, soulmates au
– pairing: jungkook x reader
– genre: ex-friends to lovers, humor, crack, fluff, angst, slow burn
– warnings: explicit language
SYNOPSIS: in a world where everyone finds a unique connection to their soulmate once they turn of age, y/n can’t seem to figure out her clue. after desperately staying up all night to find one, y/n decides to rest and write down her list of groceries on her arm, ultimately giving up on finding a clue along with the whole idea of soulmates. that is, until jungkook wakes up to a whole list of poorly written ingredients scribbled all over his own arm.
taglist: @boraength @rageyoudamnednerd @gaeguuliii @justbangtanthingz @maknaechu @lochness-butmakeitsexy @thealmightyzah @cholychi @curedblues @zxlummxxd @buzzyybee @miriamxsworld @bringitseijoh @j00nifi3d @cuteipat @lilacdreams-00 @missmadwoman @ggukkieland @c0ld-as-russia @notvantaes @yoontaethings @madaboutjeon @littletinyhobi @duchesskaren @vantxx95 @rosesandluna @rainy-cobbled-streets @taegijns @jaiuneamesolitaiire @dopedreamfireparty @music-makes-me-shine @imluckybitches @betysotelo18 @viscoolreal @cha-raena @starlitemotions @jaerisdiction @michellejonesbitch @ellesalazar @babyrosieareroses @staaardustt @secretlycrazyhummingbird @rikilvr @calumsfringe @ghiblijoons @pvt-only @todoroki-slut @definitelynotcesia @magicsweetener @moonibub @lovelytaes-blog @thequeen-kat @youreverydayzebra @wrmnssoul @tanumiki @itsalyssa15 @halesandy @rdiamondbts2727 @luvrsofbts @shreyuuu @windex-princess-ami @excelseor @stfu-xeena @writieryn @girlwiththeglittereyeliner @tazzi-baby @657mg @liquidnovocaine @lyra0cassiopeia @di0rgguk @thelilbutifulthings @renhold-nightspear @detective-daikon @taeshuworld @hobizi @tatajoonierecs @wildflower-tae @theestrangeddreamer @wearenot7withu @sunshine-skz @90s-belladonna @happycupcakeenthusiast @kinkyduuh @goofyhoffy @neptuniees
happy birthday jungkook!!!!! also hello if you’re reading this i still can’t function properly after his live that was TWO FULL HOURS and he sang a lot of the songs I’ve been begging to hear live wtf wtf wtf man im just really happy 😭
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kookingtae · 5 months ago
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Incoming: Elite Chatboy (pt. 1)
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pt 2 | pt 3 | pt 4
→ pairing: sex chat worker jungkook x reader
→ genre: text au (smau without the social media), smut, humor
→ scenario: welcome to Elite Chatroom, a sex chat company with a wide variety of services such as text messaging, phone call, and video chat. you signed up online for the most basic text service plan not knowing what to expect, but you certainly didn’t think you’d end up actually liking the man behind the screen.
→ warning: sexting, professional dom jungkook, teasing bratty sub reader, crack humor amidst explicit dirty talk, mutual masturbation, degradation, praise kink. mentions of: size kink, creampie, cum tasting (reader), light pain kink.
→ a/n: this is another one of my works that is being reposted from a deactivated blog of mine, so again, if you’ve seen this before no u haven’t <3 below the cut is a whole session so it’s a bit longer than a typical text au part, but regardless i hope you enjoy! i have all the background info for this au mapped out as well so if u have any questions please don’t hesitate to ask :)
→ note: his contact name in the first two parts is a typo!! it’s supposed to say Elite Chatroom: Jungkook instead of just Jungkook rip
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