back-burner | 04

PAIRING. min yoongi x reader

GENRE. sister's best friend!au, best friend to lovers!au, sorta frenemies?to lovers!au, angst, *slow burn*, smut, fluff

WARNINGS. an intervention, bad decision making and justifications, longing, sibling jealousy, implied smut, public sex-ish?, fwb-situation, introducing hobi!!!, jk trying to be a good friend :(

WORDS. 3.8k

“You know what I need?”

“What?” Jungkook replies dryly, face sour when you dragged him out of his apartment at seven am in the morning on a weekend.

You were an early riser! And, Jungkook did say that he was your best friend even if that title was heavily self-proclaimed. You were simply making use out of the resources that were bestowed upon you, even if said best friend looks anything but friendly when he glares at you through his puffy eyes.

“An intervention,” you deadpan, leaning forward whilst you slide him a green juice that you ordered on his behalf.

AAHHHHHHNCBDHGG

the art of doubting | jjk (m)

>>pairing: jungkook x reader / dilf!jk x grocery store clerk!oc

>>genre: friends with benefits, smut, a lil bit of fluff, angst

>>word count: 17k -.-

>>warnings: dom jk, sub oc, age gap, dilf jk stuff: asking for permission, saying thank you, sexual tension, gross domestic flirting 🙄, push up kisses, orgasms, oc getting overwhelmed bc jock is too gewd <3, oral (m), rimming !!, mirror sex, one (1) spank, jreampie <3, tummy bulging (kinda? he presses on her tum to feel it?), praise, dirty talk, encouragement, showering together, kisses 😚, ex wife has arrived, mentions of divorce, a lil bit of sad talk about nari :(, nari is two now!!, misunderstandings, arguments, jk lowkey got some issues he needs to work thru lol, he thinks in extremes, oc is in love </3, a very drastic 180 occurs

>>notes: ex wife arrives and literally makes everything explode lmao

this is part of my dilf jk series that can be found on my masterlist

>>summary: seeds of doubt are planted and unfortunately they grow faster than love. things with jk fall apart.

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AAAHHHHHHAKDJSJDHJS IM CRYING WAITING FOR THE NEXT UPDATE THE ART OF DECIDING SKHDJSBD

Abundance (XVII)

— summary: You never expected that you would end up adopting a hybrid, and if someone had told you that you would end up with seven? Well, you would have thought they were crazy. But here you are, with three different packs of hybrids that don’t get along – but all want to stay with you. Yeah, it turns out crazy is an understatement.

— pairing: hybrid bts x human f!reader

— genre: fluff, angst, smut

— warnings/content: explicit sexual content! unprotected sex, oral (m/f receiving), breast play, fingering (f), knotting, seokjin has a big dick™️, slight dom!seokjin vibes (but not really any sub!reader/sub!jk), edging, breeding kink, there’s probably some spelling mistakes but just pretend u do not see them, i’m tired sjdks

— word count: 6.5k

— tag list: here (the tag list is closed/full!)

Part: I / II / III / IV / V / VI / VII / VIII / IX / X / XI / Find more chapters here!

You let out a content noise as you feel soft lips moving across your face; gentle kisses being pressed slowly into your skin. Your eyes flutter open to find Seokjin hovering over you, the hamster hybrid giving your mouth a chaste peck as he murmurs out a low, “Good morning.”

“Morning,” You whisper, wincing as you push yourself up. God, you don’t think you’ve ever been this sore before, your muscles burning even with just a slight strain. Jeongguk grumbles under his breath at the movement, ears twitching as he rolls over to Seokjin’s side of the bed. The bunny hybrid nuzzles his face into his alpha’s pillow, the soothing scent quickly lulling him back to sleep.

“How do you feel?” Seokjin cups your cheek, his dark eyes trailing shamelessly along the blooming marks on your exposed skin.

“Sore,” You grimace as you roll your shoulders to shake out some of the tension, the motion pulling at the tender skin.

Seokjin’s touch slides from your cheek down to your neck, the light pressure of his fingertips making you shiver as he brushes against the bruises on your throat. The hamster hybrid swallows thickly, a slight flush in his cheeks as he says, ”If it’s too much you can always tap out, Y/n.”

You shake your head, pressing a soft kiss to Seokjin’s palm, ”It’s not that bad, I’m okay. I’ll let you know if it gets too intense.” Maybe the soreness is a little bad, but not enough for you to miss out on Seokjin’s rut, and definitely not enough for him to worry over.

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damn that was super spicy 🥵 can't wait for the next chapter, y/n's coochie rip 😔

an ode to a broken heart (m.)—masterlist

prologue: october sky

it’s october, the sky today is clear and cloudless, just like your love for certain raven-haired boy. first is abnormality, second - a cruel reality.

chapter one: beginning of an end

loving jeon jungkook is, above all, the beginning of an end.

chapter two: of peonies and broken promises

you are twenty-four, hopelessly in love with your best friend and peonies still make you nauseous, just like they did eleven years ago.

chapter three: from magnolia with love

you’ve watched jeon jungkook slip out of your reach your entire life. onw it’s time for you to finally move on, bury the past and open a new chapter. however, you’re doing it in your own, unconventional way - by publishing anonymously a novel about your miserable relationship.

chapter four: white lies

it came easy to you to lie. but with every untold truth, you were hurting more on the inside.

chapter five: greek tragedy

it’s like you’re playing in a greek tragedy. no matter which way you chose, you’ll end up getting hurt some way, somehow.

chapter six: wish i was (heat)her

perhaps you should have listened and never looked. perhaps your heart would ache then a little less, perhaps you would break a little slower.

chapter seven: sweet dreams (are made of this) 

coming soon

cant wait for the next chapter 🥺

The Unsaid Vow (Prologue)

Slow burn Yandere Husband Jungkook

Word Count; 5.4k

Unlike the vast majority of married couples, neither you nor Jungkook donned wedding rings.

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piste prologue paman diay kolera ba yawa

BICKER ‖ four

⤑ word count: 10.6k ⤑ genre: enemies to lovers; angst ⤑ rating: 18+ ⤑ pairing: taehyung + reader

» masterlist » Bicker – one | two | three

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AHHHHHH I cant wait for the next update 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

prohibido. | 07 [knj]

⏤𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜; Namjoon is an art himself. Shame that he’s forbidden - he’s your brother’s best friend. And your colleague.

⏤𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: strong language, mature content

⏤𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: namjoon x reader

⏤𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: fluff, angst, smut

⏤𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 13.5k+

⏤𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07

𝗺.𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 | ☕️

Namjoon barely gets this drunk.

He’s not aiming for sobriety and can enjoy a few cans of beer if he feels like it. He likes to loosen up from time to time, not just from reading books which slowly became his way of letting his mind relax, but also tasting alcohol just for the mood and taste itself.

But still — there are only a few times when he gets drunk. It’s usually one of the nights out where he allows himself to drink more, not caring about a possible hangover the next morning. However, he can’t wrap his head around the fact he just got drunk at a Christmas party his boss planned since November. It wouldn’t be such a shame, considering almost everyone loosened up more than it’s appropriate for this kind of event, and there are far more drunk people in that room than him. But even that doesn’t bother him that much like you do.

Fucking hell. If Seokjin ever finds out he kissed you, he’s going to kill him. He can’t believe he just went with whatever Taehyung planned, he’s not stupid and is well observing even with champagne flowing through his body. He could’ve noticed Taehyung’s mischievous grin from miles away and the glare you gave him. Then why the hell did he just go along with it?

If he was sober enough, he’d never do such a thing. It seems like the kiss completely sobered him up, at least that’s what he thought when he rushed to his new office and hid himself there.

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just one (viii)

x

4 years ago

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jimin hated yugyeom.

well, maybe hate was a strong word. he just didn’t like talking to him, being around him, hearing his name or interacting with him on any level, social or otherwise. he really tried though, since he was one of jungkook’s closest friends and still respectfully referred to him as hyung above all else. and if anything, jimin would always have a soft spot for jungkook, the kid he used to coddle when his own brother wasn’t around. but having said that, there wasn’t really much basis for not liking yugyeom. it was just a gut feeling jimin couldn’t explain, a very subtle callousness about him only jimin could pick up on. for the most part he was just like very other mild mannered boy by day and party animal by night, but jimin still ducks when he sees him enter the library.

“fuck,” he hisses under his breath, scooping up his laptop to stride behind a book shelf for good measure. because sometimes, contrary to popular belief, jimin wanted to be alone. he didn’t want to make small talk or listen to someone tell him about how well they scored on their last paper or complain about their annoying girlfriend. sometimes jimin wanted to have no thoughts and listen to fleetwood mac as per his human rights. which is why he shoves into the first private study room he sees.

and not an empty one at that. there’s a girl inside, sitting cross-legged in her chair at a desk with an array of dried up paint tubes and brushes surrounding open sketchbooks. you don’t look annoyed or even that phased, just amused as you give him a once over before going back to painting. “on the run from solji?”

jimin blinks, back still pressed against the door. “huh?” he regards you properly. “i’m sorry, have we met before?”

“not really,” you admit with a sheepish smile, which is when jimin suddenly realises that you’re…attractive. “solji is in my stats class. you hooked up with her last week at some party and she told me about it.”

“oh,” jimin takes in your plethora of art supplies. “you don’t look like a stem student.”

there’s a glimmer of something in your eyes, and though you hide it well jimin knows he’s struck a nerve. “yeah, i get that a lot.”

“it’s not solji by the way,” jimin clarifies. for some reason. “that i’m hiding from. just a bellend i don’t have the energy for right now.”

you smile. “it’s fine. you don’t owe me your life story.”

“i do when i’m about to impose on your…study time,” jimin peers through the window in the door, wincing when yugyeom enters the hallway. “what would it take for you to let me stay in here for a while?”

you pause for a second. “honestly? just be quiet and leave me alone. is that okay?”

jimin perks up, a weight leaving his chest. “perfect, actually.”

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[jungkook 11:42pm]: why does it say wings on it

[jungkook 11:42pm] where is it flying

[you: 11:43pm] ffs kook

[you: 11:44pm] im still on the toilet can u just hurry up

[you 11:44pm] grab some tampons too pls

[jungkook 11:46pm] fine what size pussy do u wear

[you 11:46pm] i hate u

[jungkook 11:53pm] ???? ? ? well? ????

[you 11:54pm] REGULAR 

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im so confused????????? who's this fic really about?? jimin??? jungkook??? taehyung???? HELLO?!&&)&

Stay High | myg

⏤synopsis; You’ve to stay high to keep your ex out off your mind when he comes back into your life.

⏤warnings: drug using, mentions of drugs, strong language, oral sex [female & male receiving], unprotected sex, accidental creampie, degradation kink, choking, penetrative sex, spanking, cum eating, rough sex, switch!yoongi, denied orgasm, multiple orgasms

⏤genre: fluff, angst, smut

words count: 16.5k

A story inspired by song ‘Habits’ by Tove Lo

The loud music blasts in your ears, your ass hurting from the bar stool you’ve been sitting on for twenty minutes already. There are too many people in the house but of course, that’s how Seokjin’s parties are. You’re still wondering how he lets bunch of strangers come in his house, actually — his parents’ house. They’re rummaging through the whole house, some of them making their way upstairs — probably to have sex in one of the bedrooms. 

Cloud of smoke comes your way and it doesn’t take too long for you to smell it. It’s not a simple cigarette attacking your nose. It’s weed. 

“You want some?” Hoseok asks you as he holds it for you. You eye his hands for a few seconds before shaking your hand. “You’re no fun.” he pouts before cheeky grin appears on his lips. You don’t need any sharp lighting to see his reddened eyes revealing he’s definitely high.

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yooooo im so hurt i cant....this freaking sucked :/

Inside My Mind [M]

➜ Words: 19.2k

➜ Genres: 50% Fluff, 50% Smut, High School!AU

➜ Summary: You’re safe in the confines of your mind. Free to think whatever, free to fantasize to your heart’s content. And your imagination tends to quite a wild turn when you’re dying from sheer boredom. But when some GUY IN YOUR CLASS CAN FUCKING READ MINDS - YOU’RE NOT SAFE ANYMORE! WHAT THE FUCKSKDKASDFGHJKL—

➜ Warnings: semi-public sex, attempts at dirty talk, consenting minors engaging in sexual actives with each other, first-time sex, brief depiction of tone-deaf sexual education that doesn’t do shit.

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what??? that was it???

Cobra hybrid!Joon with 2 dicks yeah or yeah

"joon with 2 dicks"

I choked on air when i read this, joon stans horny as fuck 😂✊🏻

Void - Part 6 (M)

title banner by @jiminiethot♡

Genre: Sci-fi with a little angst and a LOT of smut

Pairing: BTS x Reader (yup - all seven)

Summary: You are the only female crew member on a 12 year space mission with seven handsome men. The sexual tension is real, y’all.

Word Count: 12.9 k

Part 6 / ?

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 

Warnings: explicit sexual activity, dirty talk, degradation, spanking, somewhat under-negotiated kink, discussion of suspected self-injury, non-monogamy (?) I don’t think it’s cheating, but other people might disagree

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damn i love this story, hoping it won't take long to update tho...😬✌🏼

Navy; pt 2

Reader x Jungkook // childhoodfriend!AU, idol!AU // 14k words

Summary: He’s your best friend, practically your other half and the two of you have always promised to be there for each other no matter what. The both of you have dreams of professionally making music together one day and to you it’s almost like reality, a given really, and with each day, the dream starts to feel like it’s within reach. But, one day, with one sentence, Jungkook destroys it all.

Genre: Fluff, Angst

A/N: one year plus later…………………….. yes i am that kind of writer hahahah i am so sorry. also yes, this isn’t the finale. there will be a part 3! don’t panic!!! huge huge thank you to @peachdragonrecs who helped and reassured me as i second guessed myself with every word i wrote lmao. you’re the best (”:

Part 1

Previously…

Meeting Jungkook again isn’t what you had expected it to be. You had always imagined telling him just how much him leaving you had hurt you, that the fact that he had slowly forgot about you had hurt you even more but when you saw him standing in front of you, all quiet, looking at you as if he was waiting for you to say something, you found yourself tongue-tied.

1 year ago

“Jungkook, you’re finally home!” Your mother smiles when he seats himself at the dinner table of your house. “You’ve spent too much time in Seoul. I watched one of your interviews the other day and you’re really starting to sound like them you know?”

“Ah, yes,” He smiles. “But, my Busan dialect is still there, don’t worry. It comes out whenever I’m mad,” He laughs.

It’s been 5 years since Jungkook has left Busan, 5 years since he’s been able to come home. As much as he loves Seoul, nothing beats the food here. He wastes no time in digging in, basically wolfing down half the table as his parents chat with yours. He joins in the conversation from time to time but more often than not, he’s sitting in silence, looking around the house as his heart swells with nostalgia. Other than the gigantic new TV that’s in the middle of your living room wall, nothing else has changed. The tattered couch he used to lounge on is still there, the photo of you missing your two front teeth is still hanging on the wall.

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been waiting for this for like more than a YEAR and im so fucking happy im actually crying

Death Gods Only Eat Apples || 01

Summary: You are the youngest and best behaviorist at the South Korean National Police Agency, but because of a recent case that earned you your first kill, you are forced to take a leave. However, a streak of recent, inexplicable deaths among Seoul´s worst criminals drags you straight back to the precinct to pursue the culprit to whom the people are referring to as Kira.

Pairings: Jungkook x reader, Seokjin x reader, Namjoon x reader.

Genre: Death Note AU, thriller, mystery, drama, romance, crime, angst.

Word count: 13.9k

Warnings: foul language, just your average crime-police drama, violence, blood, death.

You’ve never killed anyone before.

Right when you pull the trigger, you know it has to be done. You have to take the shot or an innocent woman is going to die. And you just can’t let that happen.

Your eyes find the woman’s as she is being held against her will, an arm around her neck. She screams. Her nails dig into her attacker’s flesh, but they do very little damage. He holds the gun against her head, his eyes red with madness, a vein protruding from his forehead as he warns you not to come any closer. ‘Or I’ll fucking paint this walls with her brains! I swear!’

The woman starts crying. ‘Please…’

But he just tightens his grip on her neck and starts back away towards the emergency exit. Your hands are shaking, you can’t let him get away, not after everything he’d done.

Backup is not here yet.

It’s just you and him.

The woman struggles for air, she bites and scratches him like a caged animal. She manages to draw blood as he reaches for the doorknob. He curses and, for a brief moment, the woman has a chance to escape. She slips from his grip and runs in your direction. Yet, halfway through her knees give in and she stumbles to the floor.

Her disheveled form extends a hand to you. And you notice as the man seems to struggle to open the door. You see a chance now. A struck of luck on your favor, it seems. The door is locked. He has no way out and you take the opportunity to rush forward and to try and restrain him. However, the moment he realizes this he curses and aims his gun at the woman’s back.

He gives you no choice now.

You pull the trigger.

The shot echoes through the brick walls.

And just like that, his limp body hits the ground.

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I NEED A PART 2 HOLY SHIT LIKE PLEASE

It’s been one year since the incredible Love Yourself: Answer album was released, and in celebration, twenty-six of your favorite authors have joined together to honour each one of the tracks on the album with its own fic! We also have four bonus fics to honour the mixtapes and soundcloud tracks. Check the trackist out below to see who you recognise! The full masterlist is below the read-more. 

And remember what BTS say: love myself, love yourself. 

▷ 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚋 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 @jeonau​ 𝚊𝚗𝚍 @honeymoonjin​

▷ 𝚊𝚕𝚋𝚞𝚖 𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚋𝚢 @jamaisjoons

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Surprise!! I’ve been working on a secret new fic! And it’s coming soon! Can’t wait to share it with you all and can’t wait to read all the awesomeness that the other authors have planned!

La Douleur Exquise Pt 6 | Incubus!Yoongi AU

➵ summary: in which you accidentally summon an incubus in the middle of your shitty apartment and he won’t leave until you agree to have sex with him. until then, min yoongi, incubus extraordinaire, is now your sexually promiscuous and grumpy roommate. aka, the incubus au no one fucking asked for. ➵ warnings: some blood/gore but no actual violence ➵ genre: angst, humor adjacent ➵ words: 8.2K ➵ a/n: HAPPY 6TH ANNIVERSARY BANGTAN!! zee?? writing lde?? sometimes miracles do happen 😌🤟(one more chapter to go let’s get it)

➵  part 1 // part 2 // part 3 // part 4 // part 5 // part 6 // part 7

The sound of birds chirping outside your window are what rouses you from your slumber. You don’t quite remember falling asleep, but you do recall the events of last night despite the fog currently residing in your sleep-addled brain. With your eyes still closed, you hesitantly pat the empty space beside you––a pillow meets your palm instead of the warm body you had foolishly hoped would still find there. You clench your fist around the offending fabric, incredibly saddened by its coldness.

Even though you had expected it, you can’t help but be heartbroken to discover that Yoongi has long since gone. He must have left sometime in the night, maybe even minutes after your breathing had settled for sleep. Despite the ache that you feel, you know that it is for the best that he had left sooner than later. After all, his safety and happiness are what matter in the end, and you are assured that after fulfilling his end of the bargain, he is now free of his contract––

––and free to seek other people to make him happier than you ever could.

There is a bitterness on your tongue that you can’t quite remove, even after you had brushed your teeth for the third time. When you head to class that morning, you know that the bitterness has nothing to do with your dental hygiene.

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Oh my god im gonna cry