Gojokive - Society ♡

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jeon Jungkook/Reader Additional Tags: jeongguk spelling, Loss of Virginity, Virgin Jeon Jungkook, first time mishaps, no hard dom/sub top/bottom, Romantic Fluff, cute after sex fluff, bathing together uwu, Comedy, Romantic Comedy Summary:

The night may not have gone the way you expected it to but it turned out better than you could have ever imagined.

in case we die

rating: [MA] 18+

↳ synopsis: how could you fall for the living when you’re dead? when all you wanted was to haunt the man that murdered you?

➞ pairing: serial killer!kim taehyung x spirit!female reader ft. bf!kim seokjin

➞ genre: smut, angst, low key crack

➞ word count: 10.3k

➞ contents: late 1980′s au, spectrophilia (sexual attraction to ghosts), hybristophilia, lots & lots of angst, tiniest bit of fluff, murder (obvi), obsession, hair kink¿ (is that even a thing?), mentions of death, blood here & there, spirits (duh), swearing, dirty talk, masturbation, voyeurism, orgasms, unprotected sex (protect yourselves!), oral (m receiving), deepthroating, cum swallowing, creampie

↳ inspired by: Tinashe’s “In Case We Die” mixtape

☞ disclaimer: Please do not take this story 10000% serious. I promise I’m a normal human being with morals. This body of text is for entertainment purposes only. All characters, settings, scenarios, and dialogue are fictitious. Any similarity to events or persons, whether living or dead, is coincidental.

The flash of lightning from the storm and shuddering sound of thunder overtake the gloomy night. The lock clicks as Taehyung pries open the back door of his neighbors’ family-style home. Silently creeping through the kitchen, the lingering scent of a delicious dinner from hours ago fills his nostrils. His senses are peaking, adrenaline is rushing, skin perspiring.

No, this isn’t his first time killing someone. But it’s the first time that he feels things are a bit off. Like he chose the wrong house kind of off. Sweat drops dripping down his forehead, palms are sweating profusely. He knows every single crack and crevice of this house but the feeling is still uneasy.

He stammers in his tracks, thrown off completely. What is the matter? I’ve been doing this for years, he thinks to himself. Is it the fact that he has history with this family? The numerous framed pictures on the wall catch his attention as he stands before the stairs. Or maybe it’s because of you.

He sees the family portrait, with you placed in the middle surrounded by your parents. His heart suddenly drops. The sight of you staring back at him through the photo causes his fists to clench.

Why does he want to kill you? Should he rethink his entire plan? He was 10 years older than you, but had known you and your family for just as long. He wanted you all to himself. Sure you were a young, eighteen-year old, naive, high school senior but he knew it wouldn’t be possible. Especially since you have a boyfriend.

Prom night was a memory he would never forget. Your parents asked him to escort you and your boyfriend in his stationwagon. When he arrived at your home to pick you up, he admired the way your prom dress hugged your figure in the most sexiest way. So much that it made him have wild thoughts about you, leaving him a horny mess at the end of the night.

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Tipsy Tae

You stumbled through the after party of the award show BTS were attending, Taehyung leaning against you, arm slung around your neck, in a drunken daze. You two had only been together for a month, and tonight you discovered he can't finish a soju without becoming a blabbering drunk. Now you were taking him back to your house since he lost the rest of BTS a long time ago.

"Jagiyaaaaaaaa.... I love *hiccup* youuuuuuuu..." He hiccuped with a goofy grin.

"I love you too, Tae." You replied, kissing the top of his head.

You got him into your car with little problem and were now driving home. While you drove, he played with his phone (upside), and occasionally whispered little things to himself as if you couldn't hear him.

Dragging him inside your house wasn't the most pleasant half an hour of your life, but letting him freeze in the car until he was sober wasn't an option. After you finally got him into your bedroom followed by mumbled objections as to how he was "a man" and "could get himself in bed" then hitting his head on your headboard, you finally got your baby tucked in.

"Jagiiiiiiii… where are you goingggggg?…" He slurred, followed by pitiful whines.

"I'm gonna change into my pjs, baby" You replied, combing fingers through his hair.

"Nooooooooo…" He pouted, pulling at your arm.

"Taetae, I can't sleep in this dress. It's scratchy!" You insisted, pulling his hand up to rub against the blue sequins, watching his cringe reaction.

"Well hurryyyyyyyyyyy…" He replied, beginning to hum to himself.

You chuckled at him before running off to your bathroom to change. You hung up your dress neatly by your shower before climbing into your green and black matching pjs, heading back to your room once you finished, momentarily swinging by your kitchen to grab a glass of water and some pain meds for Taehyung the next morning.

As you climbed into bed next to your sleepy drunk boy, setting the water and pills on his nightstand, he rolled over to face you, trying to pull you into bed faster. Once you were under the grey covers and next to him, you rolled him over to make him the little spoon.

"NO!" He protested with a pout, rolling over again into you.

"Baby, you're drunk. Since you're drunk you might throw up in the middle of the night and I don't want you barfing on me. If you sleep as the little spoon, you're more likely to barf off the side of the bed. Help me out here, baby." You said, trying to roll him back over.

He complied, rolling over as your arms wrapped around his thin waist. A content sigh left his lips as you held him close, nuzzling your face into the back of his neck to give him little kisses. You both fell asleep like that, holding him as close to you as possible.

Thankfully the next morning you didn't awake to barf off the side of your bed, instead just having to help your whiny, hungover baby take his pills, before cuddling more in the early morning light of your bedroom.

Quid Pro Quo (pjm)

➶ Pairing: park jimin x reader (brief mention of jungkook x reader)

➶ Tags: lawyer!Jimin, lawyer!OC, enemies with benefits.

➶ Warnings: 18+, smut. language, penetrative sex, unprotected sex (please be safe!), mentions of oral (male and female receiving), fingering, dirty talk, bondage, dominant!Jimin, daddy kink if you squint, brief mention of a threesome?? slight voyeuristic tendencies??

➶ Word count: 5.4k

➶ Summary: Namjoon gives you and Jimin twenty minutes alone to reconcile your differences. In hindsight, this probably wasn’t his brightest idea.

➶ A/n: happy new year everyone! this is for the lovely miss aaliyah (@softlyjiminie​) who gifted me this beautiful fic for secret santa! here is my thank you note. aaliyah, you brought the nice, so I’ll bring the naughty. currently dying behind my keyboard. i hope you enjoy ;))

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Sometimes, hate is not a strong enough word. 

Hate would imply contempt - a strong dislike or a lack of toleration. It does not even begin to cover the incessant, toe-curling disdain that you feel at the sight of Jimin leaning up against the oak panelling in the Chief Attorney’s office, one hand inserted into the pocket of his Tom Ford slacks and an amused smirk on his lips. You have to dig your nails into your palms just to keep yourself grounded, afraid of what you might do if he makes one more snide comment in your direction.

“This has to stop.” 

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Warm Me Up

pairing - Jeon Jungkook x Reader Genre - fluff, smut warnings/tags - semi-public sex, soft sex(?), sex in the woods, cockwarming, drinking mention, awkward sex, marking, fingering, French kissing, and light choking. summary - When temperatures drop below 50 during camping, Jeon Jungkook’s body heat is what’s keeping you a live. But he wants you to do something in return.

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