Stress Reliever (m.)

stress reliever (m.)

pairing ⇢ kim line x reader

genre/warnings ⇢ smut | accidental voyerism | foursome | double penetration | anal | oral (f & m receiving) | toys | mxm | panty stuffing | cum eating | squirting | use of slut, whore, etc | pussy slapping? | unprotected sex | multiple orgasms | guys i’m c r y i n g while writing these warnings

words ⇢ 5k

summary ⇢ the boys have some creative ways to relieve stress

notes ⇢ MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! i don’t celebrate it but i saw a post about the kim line and i can assure you that I do celebrate that

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“You lie.” You mumbled, the blush on your cheeks hidden by the flush placed there by the hot sun. “Only one of us is that beautiful.”  You reached over, tucking the last rose into his own hair. “And it’s you.”

“You only feel that way because you refuse to see me as I am.” His tone turned dark, eyes shining unnaturally in the sun. “For what I am really.”

Julie!!! This is so haunting yet so beautiful. It reads like poetry. Soft and light yet filled with an underlying darkness that can’t be shaken away. It’s a wonderful contrast, like a siren I suppose. I couldn’t take my eyes away from this story because to be honest, you had me hooked since the beginning. 

It wasn’t that you wanted to die, it was just that on that day you had nothing to live for. 

This line was enough to make my heart stutter in my chest and like the rest of your stories, never fail to make me leave with a feeling of wanting more. Thank you for sharing your amazing talent with us. Sending my love💕💕💕💕💕

As Sweet as Your Joy (Jimin/Reader)

⏤ Pairing: Siren!Jimin/Reader

⏤ Genre: Angst, some fluff, fantasy, mythology

⏤ Word Count: Around 3.7k

⏤ Warnings: Suicide, discussion of blood, mentions of drowning, death, angst, Jimin is a siren and sirens kill people. Death is discussed and sometimes in a very cavalier way.

Rating: Mature themes, but not 18 +

Summary: You’ve been alive long enough to know what you want, and he can see it in your eyes from the moment you meet. Still, he refuses to give it to you.

Italics is flashback.

Thank you @wwilloww for beta-ing, and being a supportive Queen, @jamaiskook same to you, my confidence needs you both to function.

Tagging: @ezralia-writes @ladyartemesia @dreamystuffers​

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Egotistic (m)

Summary: The timing was never right. He loved you when you were kids, knees scraped and cheeks red. You loved him when pimples bloomed across his skin, voice cracking and he found solace in the scribbled lines in his notebook. The stars never seemed to align for the two of you, but perhaps it was because you were meant for someone else.

Childhood friends!AU, college!AU, friends with benefits!AU

Pairing: Namjoon/Reader, Yoongi/Reader

Warnings: a n g s t, fluff, non-penetrative sex (dry humping), thigh riding, finger kink (?), switch!yoongi, switch!reader, oral (female receiving), rough sex, namgi is bad at feelings & oblivious, unrequited love, daddy kink

Length: 4.4k

Notes: so this wasn’t really smut, mostly a mess of emotional constipation sorry sdkjsk i promise blood bound & crystal snow are still upcoming tho!! they’re both just much longer & will take more time to flesh out. hope you enjoy this, and please lmk what you thought of it!!

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Yoongi hisses, jerking away only to be forced back as your hand grips his jaw tightly, though your touch is surprisingly gentle as you dab at the cut on his lower lip. Crimson tendrils seep through the frays of cotton, and you let out a faint sigh as the bag rustles, fingers reaching for sterile fabric.

“You idiot,” you fume, smoothing over ruffled ebony locks and cleaning the wound trickling from his temple. He reaches up silently, enveloping your hand, wincing when you press at the adhesive with slightly more vigour than necessary.

“I’m sorry.” His grip tightens as you flinch. He’s quiet, sorrowful. There’s a darkness wallowing in his gaze as he stares down at his lap. You can count on one hand the amount of times Yoongi has apologized. He never does without good reason.

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Bite Me

Vampire!AU | Fuckboy!Jungkook x Vampire!Reader (ft. Hoseok & VMin)

genre: smut, angst, some fluff

rating: explicit

description: You’re not very fond of your fuckboy blood donor, who’s an open masochist. 

word count: 11k

warnings: cussing, masochism, blood, masturbation, drinking, dry humping, slight sadism, Sub!Jungkook, Dom!Jungkook, oral sex (female receiving), biting, spanking, slight choking, rough sex, and unprotected sex (use protection always please)

a/n: I was lacking ideas and then this one hit me. I wanted to make the reader a vampire instead of Jungkook to keep things interesting. In this AU, vampires are much like humans. Besides the enhanced speed/strength and need for blood. I included one thing from “The Vampire Diaries” but other than that, it’s a generic vampire AU. I hope you guys like it! This is honestly my favorite piece of writing so far… comments are appreciated! Also, “Keep Reading” does not work on mobile, I’ve heard. So please don’t send me asks about it. 

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“Maybe I am a simple creature, but I am rather fond of the way my name sounds on your lips,” he admits with none of your earlier humor. “When I am inside of you, I imagine I will enjoy it even more.”

So...I may or may not have burned my bacon just a tad upon reading this, but it's okay because today seems brighter than usual and I feel good, especially after finishing this first part, and it is most definitely a beautiful burden to bear as you say.

The entirety of the opening until we see the first instance of Jungkook is so engaging. It’s filled with poetic prose and alluring alliteration that keeps you wanting more and more, and it’s there throughout the entire story. Shakespear would bend to your vocabulary if he were to read your works.

“Your blood is as blue as the ocean is deep but you are a human all the same.” I’m not sure why I constantly found myself thinking back to this line, but it was the one that stuck the longest while I was reading. It’s so simple, but it holds so much depth. And maybe it’s because this is when we see a parallel of the two and the diving line is simply their natures, but it’s powerful oh so beautiful.

Once it comes to when Jungkook is standing at the door and you say “his fist lands heavy against the door, beckoning to enter. It thuds just as your heart does. You have been waiting for years to let him inside.” I had to take a pause because wow! That struck deep and hard, it’s filled with so much emotion it leaves you stunned with the amount of passion that is held behind those words. And when you continue describing him, how “your soul sings” and how “He is mesmerizing from the scar on his cheek, to the mole beneath his lip all the way down to the pureness of his heart. You could not deny him even if you tried.” It felt like my heart was cheering with the imagery.

I also really loved the juxtapositions that are within. From the fieriness lingers in her gut when she is undressing to the “calculated coolness that rivals the fire in his onyx eyes” when Jungkook is doing the same, to a heady combination of both when you write “He is far too beautiful like this, far too dangerous with his hungry eyes and ruffled locks.” All of it is enticing and leaves you wanting more and more.

“There are no words, no beautiful turn of phrase you can call to mind that can fully describe the feeling that sweeps through you. It is one of absolute joy, of wholehearted enamorment and true fulfillment. You have never experienced such a feeling until now. You have never known such contentment and all from the utterance of a simple sentence. It further solidifies what you have known for most of your life. You will never love another the way that you love him. It is as frightening as it is soothing.” I just really love this section, so I won’t speak much upon it.

The phrase that made my heart pulse to my ears however is: “He is to be King.” It’s simple, but this one is powerful for its own reasoning. The first several instances of it appearing is followed by words of insecurity and vulnerability. Uneasiness in the fact that she is different from Jungkook and his kind. But then you bring it to a climax, turning the tables in the moment of their most desperate desires and say, “He is to be King, but you are the one who seems to yield all the power.” It is like a mic drop moment. When she recognizes that she is worthy of all his affections and adoration. But just as intense as that singular moment, you bring it to a just as equal close at the end: “He is to become King, after all. What would a king want with a heart as delicate as your own?”

This story is so sensual and passionate, but there’s a heaviness and angst that weighs in toward the situation all the while and I can’t say that I wouldn’t have felt the same given those circumstances. I found myself finishing this story far sooner than I would have wanted to, but you keep us on our toes during the entire duration of it. Thank you for this fantastic story and I cant wait to see what part two holds!

All Through the Night [1]

Pairing: Jungkook x Female Reader

Genre: Royalty AU! Werewolf AU! Childhood Best Friends to Lovers. 

Rating: M for Mature. Sexual Content/Future Smut. Language. 

Word Count: 5,740

Summary: Jungkook, Prince of the Werewolves, must mate before he can take his rightful place as King. How you, a human, became one of the candidates for his Queen is a mystery to all – including you.

A/N: Hi all!!! I decided to split this into two parts because it was taking me so long and I needed a break but didn’t want to keep you waiting any longer. I should have the next part up this weekend! also I was really anxious to post so I’m sorry if it’s not super edited. I will do a read through when I wake up tomorrow.

The anticipation for what awaits you is agonizing. There is a heaviness in your heart. It is a painful pounding that beats furiously against your breast. It reminds you of everything you have to lose tonight. It reminds you that too much has been left unsaid between you for far too long.

But there is no guarantee that any of it would matter anyway. He is to become a king, after all. What would a king want with a heart as delicate as your own? What use does a king have for a woman like you? A human woman at that. One whose presence could very well mar the crown he will soon wear and everything it stands for.

It does not matter to many that you are no ordinary woman. Your blood is as blue as the ocean is deep but you are a human all the same. How could a werewolf as powerful and revered as Jungkook ever hold his head high with an interloper for a bride? Surely there would be outrage amongst the members of the pack. Surely you would be the cause of far more stress than your tender heart is worth. No, a king needs domain over his kingdom, not the love of a human.

But loving him is not something you can so easily abandon. It expands well beyond what you can fit in that silly heart of yours. It has been growing steadily inside of you since the innocence of your youth. It started way back when Jungkook was still a ruddy cheeked runt who used to chase you through his family’s orchard. It has matured since then, just as you have after all these years. It is deeper now, desperate even. It begs to be unleashed and reciprocated with an equal vigour.

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core pride (m)

❥ summary: ot7 where you’re rich and lonely so you adopt 7 hybrids. chaos ensues.

❥ genre: hybrid au, wolf!namjoon, tuxedo cat!yoongi, golden retriever!hoseok, tiger!taehyung, calico cat!jimin, bunny!jungkook, honey bear!jin

❥ warnings: brief description of assault/violence, panty sniffing, sub jimin, sub jungkook, ur once again the meat in the jikook sammich, bathtub sex, lotta angst, some fluff

❥ length: 6.6k

❥ notes: tis my first ever attempt at a hybrid au. please be kind :( let me know what you think <3

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Winter, Year 20XX

The car beeps quietly, the sound piercing the stillness of the night as you glance up, watching as the powdered flakes flutter silently onto your coat. They sparkle in the muted glow of the streetlamp, soaking your hair and tickling your eyelashes.

Snow crunches beneath your boots, your steps freshly printed upon a new layer as you make your way to the door.

It is pointless to try and enter without perforating the peace. There are no lights on, but that is only because they do not need the artificial shine to recognize your silhouette. The sound of the tires pulling into the driveway, the slow beat of your heart, the steady rising and falling of your chest, the smell of damp clothing, the sweet touch of your shampoo and something indescribably you. They know it is you.

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