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By Its Cover (M)
The one where Jungkook makes a horrifically bad first impression.
Pairing: Jungkook x reader
Warnings: Jungkook is actually an absolute sweetheart. Smut; kissing, handjobs, fingering and unprotected penetrative sex.
Word Count: 21K
Loitering at the edge of the curb that sits just outside your second-floor flat, you exhale a heavy sigh. There’s a long night at work ahead of you, no doubt; taking orders, making idle chitchat - standing on your feet for hours on end - and honestly, the idea of it has you feeling far less than enthused.
It’s not as though you hate your job. The tips are good and the kitchen staff are skilled enough that you rarely ever have to deal with any complaints, and given that your parents own the place it’s not as though it’s ever a struggle to change your shift or take the day off. Still, some days even the most motivated employees don’t feel like working, and today is one of those days.
Pulling your phone from your back pocket, you make sure to glance from left to right to check for oncoming traffic before succumbing to the lure of the sixth-inch screen now rested in your palm. You’re already smiling as you open the message that’s awaiting you; a reply from Namjoon confirming the plans you’d made to go see a film together this weekend - strictly as friends, of course. As handsome as Namjoon is, the two of you shared far too many childhood paddling pools growing up to ever be able to consider each other as anything more than the very best of friends - a good thing, really, considering he’s about as straight as a right angle.
You step off of the pavement, head bent low as your thumbs tap out a reply to the lightly teasing tone in which he so often texts you; so absorbed by the technology in your hand that you don’t even see the motorbike that’s speeding down the road, heading directly across your path. It’s not until it’s almost right on top of you that you even hear the engine’s roar, but as soon as your brain registers the sound it stops your body in its tracks, reflexively flinching backwards just in time to narrowly avoid being hit by anything more than a strong gust of wind as it careens past.
Panic-stricken, you very nearly drop your phone as you stumble back onto the safety of the pavement, hands shaking, and you don’t even really realise you’re yelling until people around you have started to stop and stare. The woman who’d seen it all happen and had originally begun to approach you to offer her aid has now thought better of it; crossing over to the other side of the road rather than deal with the adrenaline-fuelled rage that has you spewing a litany of curses after the motorcyclist and sticking your first and middle finger up in the air. You know he won’t be able to hear a word of it but you don’t let that stop you, only ending your tirade once his dot of dark hair has disappeared from sight and the sound of his motorbike has faded in the distance; a gentle, distant purr.
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Gravity Check
Pairing: Jeongguk x reader (I felt like spelling his name different in this one, though I’ve no idea why)
Genre: Smut with sprinklings of fluff
Warnings: Cursing, minor injury, drinking, dirty talk, graphic descriptions of sex including; unprotected intercourse, fingering, oral sex (male receiving), rough sex, spanking.
Word count: 14K
I know I’ve written the reader as a fair bit older than Jeongguk in this fic, but I hope it doesn’t alienate you slightly younger readers. It doesn’t really play much of a part in anything other than setting the scene.
This really wasn’t what you’d had in mind when you’d agreed to spend a weekend in the arse end of nowhere. You don’t even really know the bride that well, for Christ’s sake, but here you are stood amongst a group of her very best ‘gal pals’ with a poorly concealed look of horror on your face as the young woman in front bounces on the balls of her feet, petite frame brimming over with enthusiasm.
“Ok guys! Are we ready to have some fun?”
This girl can’t be for real, right? No one is this peppy on a Monday morning. The line of women to your left reply with varying levels on enthusiasm as your best friend nudges you sharply in the ribs, and she doesn’t have to speak for you to receive her message loud and clear, forcing your lips into a tight smile as the girl continues to speak.
You will enjoy yourself. You will make the best of this. You will, you will, you will.
“If you’d just like to help yourselves each to a harness and get strapped up your instructor for today should be with you shortly!” Her hair bounces with the force with which she gestures towards the bucket of climbing equipment in the corner, and it’s with a sense of grim determination that you form an orderly queue behind the others to retrieve the instruments of your doom.
Ok, so maybe you’re being a little dramatic, but you firmly believe whoever’s idea this was for a group of almost-30-year-old women to go rock climbing in their precious free time truly deserves a rather long walk off a short pier. It had to have been Hannah, the bride’s sister-in-law-to be - why else would she be grinning like such an idiot?
Hen weekends are supposed to be all partying, poor decisions and penis straws not… this. Not slightly moist climbing shoes and well-worn harnesses that have seen god knows how many different crotches in their lifetime - probably even more than Kay, you’d bet. You glance up at her with a smirk as you shimmy your way into it, keeping the joke to yourself; she probably wouldn’t appreciate it right now, not when she’s currently hopping from foot to foot with a frown, trying to make her generous behind fit between the straps.
“Who the hell designed these?” she gripes as she wiggles the harness upwards and then squats to help them slot into the grooves at the tops of her thighs. You recognise the look on her face all too well as she looks down at herself with nothing but disappointment in her eyes, and you have to act quickly to halt the impending downward spiral of her self-confidence.
“There is no one who could make this shit look good, Kay, trust me,” you tell her, plonking a bright orange helmet onto your head and shooting her a ridiculous grin, relieved when she cracks a smile in reply and pulls on her own turquoise monstrosity.
A door bangs opens on the far side of the locker room and through it walks your instructor for the morning, all geared up and ready to go.
“Except for him, apparently,” Kay murmurs under her breath as the whole room falls silent and you nod your head dumbly in agreement, absolutely captivated by the young man who’s walking steadily towards your group, his shoulders swaying back and forth.
God, she’s not wrong. The harness that looks so hideously unflattering on you does absolutely everything for your instructor-to-be, cinching in his inexplicably tiny waist and cutting into the meat of his thighs in a way that shouldn’t be as nearly as attractive as it is.
You feel the sharp jab of Kay’s elbow once again, and it’s only then that you realise you’d been staring openly at his crotch, your mouth slightly ajar.
“Morning ladies,” he greets as he comes to a stop in front of your group, standing with his legs spread fairly wide, hands rubbing together. A small smile graces his face when you all answer in chorus and out from behind his lips appears two of the most adorable front teeth you’ve ever seen.
Jesus, how old is this kid anyway? He barely looks a day over twenty; the tanned skin of his cheeks smooth and plump, his dark eyes still twinkling with the kind of effortless optimism that only youth can bring, age yet to bestow even a single wrinkle or dark circle. He’s definitely too young for you. Definitely.
“My name’s Jeongguk and I’ll be leading your session today,” he continues, and though he sounds fairly confident you can tell by his restless hands that Jeongguk isn’t quite as at ease as he’d like you to believe.
Cute.
“I can see you’re all geared up and ready to go, so there’s just some safety info that we need to get through first and then we’ll be good to get you up on the walls.” His eyes drift over the group from left to right as he addresses you all, and you wish you could say that his gaze lingers on you just that little bit longer than the rest but unfortunately you can’t. He pays you no more attention than anyone else in the room, his friendly smile disappearing as he promptly gets down to business. “First off, have any of you climbed before?”
You promptly roll your eyes when you see a dainty hand slowly raise into the air. Of course Hannah would have prior experience - she never would’ve suggested something that didn’t provide ample opportunity for her to show off.
“Me and daddy used to scale El Potrero Chico whenever we vacationed in Mexico,” she informs him in her most polished of voices, looking far too pleased with herself whilst her eyes look Jeongguk up and down, fake lashes fluttering.
God, you hate her. You’ll never quite able to fathom how she and your favourite childhood playmate are in any way related. If you were him you’d have ended up smothering Hannah in her sleep a long time ago.
Thankfully Jeongguk seems totally oblivious to the manner in which she’s eyeing him; like a delicious meal just waiting to be devoured. God, please say you’re at least more subtle than she is.
“Excellent.” Jeongguk gives a nod of his head and her beady little eyes light up at the brief smile he gifts her with. “You won’t be needing much of my attention, then.” It’s with great difficulty that you resist laughing at the way Hannah’s expression falls at Jeongguk’s somewhat blunt dismissal, pursing your smiling lips tight as he asks if anyone else has any prior experience. No one else puts their hand up, and you can’t help but wonder whether or not any of them are holding back for fear that they won’t get any this handsome young man’s attention either. You wouldn’t blame them if they were.
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Concealed Weapon (M)
Pairing: Jungkook x reader
Word count: 10K (approx)
Warnings: Smut. Smutty smut smut. Unsafe handling of weapons. Dirty talk. Unprotected sex. Bondage. Rough sex. Multiple orgasms. Oral sex (male receiving).
Summary: Jungkook turns out not to be quite who you thought he was, and your reaction takes you both by surprise.
Happy belated Birthday @yminie ! I hope you survive! <3 <3
This is kinda PWP, which is why I chose to keep the super cheesy porno title I first came up with haha (plus, I couldn’t actually think of anything better - so sue me). Also, this is the first moodboard I’ve ever made, so please don’t repost or use without credit.
“Home by seven my ass…” you mutter darkly under your breath as your hands dwell somewhere beneath a layer of lemon-scented suds, a scouring pad clenched in fist.
You’d intended leave the dishes until after having eaten tonight, but seeing as your dinner companion is still yet to show after more than half an hour of you being sat at the table like an idiot, waiting, you figured you’d make a start. Anger is great for removing stubborn baked on bread crumbs from an oven tray, apparently; by the time you’re done pretending its surface is your husband’s face and stashed it on the drying rack you’ve never seen it look cleaner.
You wish you could pretend this was the first time he’s come home later than intended. It’s an occupational hazard you guess; as one of the heads of IT tech support for all of the healthcare providers in the local province it’s up to him to make sure every system is running seamlessly no matter the time of day. If a piece of software goes down it’s not just the clinicians who suffer - it’s the patient’s blood results or x-ray reports they can’t gain access to who suffer as well.
So maybe you shouldn’t be so mad - maybe you should be glad to have a husband so hard-working and committed to his job that he’s willing to stay late more often than not. As you pick at little pieces of the beef you’d so painstakingly roasted, long since gone cold, this is what you so avidly try to convince yourself of, but it doesn’t really make you feel any better. It doesn’t change the reality of you being stood all alone at your kitchen counter with tears threatening in your eyes, all dressed up with nowhere to go.
The sound of keys turning in the front door lock has your ears pricking to attention and your back straightening as you abandon your leftovers in favour of watching the entranceway to the hall. The smouldering embers of annoyance that’d been threatening to dwindle away into sadness come roaring back into life with his impending arrival, and as soon as you hear your husband cross the threshold you’re hollering his name, nostrils flared.
“Jeon Jungkook!” His heavy exhale reaches your ears even from several metres away; tired and weary. You know he’ll be worn out after work, and he’s more than likely been dreading having this fight with you all the way home, but your famously short temper won’t let you show him an inch of mercy. Not yet, anyway. “What the hell kinda time do you call this?!”
It’s odd - usually Jungkook would be rushing in by now, a pink tinge to his cheeks and an apology on his lips - but tonight he appears to be taking his time. There’s the sound of his keys clinking against one another as they’re placed on the side and then the heavy tread of his boots coming down the hall that follows, so slow and steady that it only serves to infuriate you all the more. Let him drag this out if he wants; all he’s doing is prolonging the length of the cold shoulder he’ll be receiving later on.
“You could’ve at least called,” you carry on, rounding the kitchen island with one hand on your hip, waiting for him to emerge, “I wouldn’t have bothered busting my ass if I’d have known you - oh my god!”
Hands flying upward to cover your gasping mouth, your wide eyes run rapidly up and down the sorry state of a man who enters your kitchen with his busted lip slanted into a wry smile. It’s not very often you’re at a loss for words and yet here you are, speechless, all anger eradicated by the sight of your husband’s naturally handsome face so marred with cuts and bruises.
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2! 3! (M)
The one at the end of Jungkook’s Wembley Vlive.
Pairing: Jungkook x reader
Warnings: Absolutely tooth-rottingly sweet fluff and smut. Vanilla sex, unprotected.
Word count: 3K
“Hana, dul, set!”
And just like that, with a most tired and satisfied sigh, Jungkook ends the recording and slouches back into his chair. His head flops back, eyes falling closed, and you can’t help but smile at how pretty he looks even when his face is dangling upside down.
“You did really good, boo.” The sound of your voice has him sitting straight again in an instant - likely having forgotten you were even in the room - but when he turns in his seat to face you with that boyish grin he wears so well, you swear your stomach somersaults in reply, far too in love to ever think to hold his preoccupation against him.
“Yeah?” he asks as he rises. Crossing the small space to the edge of the bed, he mounts it on his hands and knees.
“Yeah,” you grin, “Your English is getting better all the time.” Your compliment has Jungkook smiling as he crawls to you; happiness still tugging at the lips he leans forward and presses to yours in a kiss that ends far too soon.
He sinks back from his knees to sit at your side, tilting his head to rest on yours and making you hum with contentment when he turns it to press another kiss amongst your hair, soft and sweet. Rotating your body to face him you lean in too, thankful to finally have him all to yourself - if only for a little while.
You’d barely stepped foot into the hotel room before Jungkook was setting up his desk space for an impromptu Vlive, still buzzing from all the residual energy from tonight’s concert. He’d been so insistent in his need to talk to ARMY - his one and only focus throughout the entire journey home - but you can understand why he’d felt that way. Having seen it first hand, tonight’s rendition of Young Forever had moved you just as much as it had Jungkook; tears running down your face even as you watched the closing fireworks fly.
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Masterlist
Series
Sweeter than sweet (AO3 link) (Jimin/Reader primarily, smut involving multiple other members. Vampire AU, explicit/fluff/angst)
Sweeter than sweet (Tumblr) - Chapter one / two / three / four / five / six / seven / eight / nine / ten / eleven / twelve / thirteen / fourteen / fifteen / sixteen / seventeen / eighteen / nineteen / twenty / twenty one / twenty two / twenty three / twenty four / twenty five / twenty six / twenty seven / twenty eight / twenty nine / thirty / thirty one / thirty two / thirty three / thirty four / thirty five / thirty six / thirty seven / thirty eight / thirty nine / forty / forty one / forty two / forty three / forty four / forty five / forty six / forty seven / forty eight / forty nine / fifty / fifty one / fifty two / fifty three / fifty four / fifty five / fifty six / fifty seven / fifty eight / fifty nine / sixty / sixty one / sixty two / sixty three / sixty four / sixty five / sixty six / sixty seven / sixty eight / sixty nine / seventy / seventy one / seventy two / seventy three / seventy four / seventy five / seventy six / seventy seven / seventy eight / seventy nine / eighty / eighty one / eighty two / eighty three
Sweeter than Sweet (Ask my Muse) - Hobi & Sam / Tae & Jungkook / Jin / Namjoon / Jimin & Yoongi & Reader
Pretend - Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five (Yoongi/reader, Namjoon/reader, explicit/angst) - !!This series is currently on hiatus!!
Reactions
Angst
Getting jealous when their ex is close to another member
Having an argument and them calling you ‘Noona’
Pulling away
Breaking up - hyung line / maknae line
Breaking up pt. 2
Fluff
Visiting you at your job as a zoopkeeper
Catching you dancing/singing to one of their songs
Finding out you can’t eat with chopsticks
Doing something domestic/feminine together
Helping you with insomnia
You suffering with claustrophobia
Doped up on allergy medication
Their s/o doing their own hand-poke tattoos
When you’re stressed/overworked
Their pregnant s/o is insecure
Smut
Playing under the table
Pulling their hair during sex/foreplay
Distracting you whilst you’re on the phone
Car sex/foreplay
Sucking on their bottom lip during a kiss
Make up sex
Anal play/sex
Being bratty and refusing sex
When they’re the sub - hyung line / maknae line
When you refuse to make noise during sex
Cumming on you
One-shots
Angst
Just once - ‘The one where Yoongi’s girlfirend takes an overdose’
Horror
Wraith - (Yoongi x reader) ‘A month or so of laser focus; that’s how long it should take to get it done. No distractions, no procrastination… Short-term suffering for long-term success. All work and no play never hurt anyone, right?’
Fluff
Happy Birthday ChimChim - ‘The one where Jimin’s wish comes true’
Here we come a-carolling - The one where BTS turn up to sing carols on your doorstep’
Nine Months - ‘The one where Namjoon becomes a father’
2! 3! - ‘The one at the end of Jungkook’s Wembley Vlive’ (+smut)
Smut
Your favourite game - ‘The one where Min Yoongi and Jeon Jungkook compete to see who can make you cum the fastest’
Gravity Check - ‘The one where Jungkook is your oh-so-handsome climbing instructor’
Pink Panther - ‘The one where your boss, Kim Seokjin, tries to show you how beautiful you are’
Concealed Weapon - ‘The one where your husband, Jeon Jungkook, turns out to be not quite who you thought he was’
Orectic - ‘The one where you’re a hybrid in heat, and Hobi helps you out’ (++ fluffy)
By Its Cover - ‘The one where Jungkook makes a very bad first impression’ (++ fluffy)
See You - ‘The one where Taehyung notices you at a concert, and can’t help but want to see you again’ - Part one / Part two
Turn it Up - ‘The one where Jimin takes care of you - and you take care of him’
Of Chivalry and Seduction - ‘The one where a visiting Knight, Hoseok, seduces you’
Muse - ‘The one where you and Namjoon stay after hours’
Drunken Drabbles
Jungkook / Taehyung / Yoongi / Jimin / Yoongi/Namjoon / Hoseok / Namjoon
Drabbles
‘Be Quiet’ (Smut) -
Seokjin / Yoongi / Hoseok / Namjoon / Jimin / Taehyung / Jungkook
Imagines
Namjoon - One
Jungkook - One
Hoseok - One
Appreciations
Bts in Suits
Kim Seokjin
Min Yoongi
Jung Hoseok
Kim Namjoon
Park Jimin
Kim Taehyung
Jeon Jungkook
BTS in Uniform
Kim Namjoon
Jeon Jungkook
Masterlist
Series
Sweeter than sweet (AO3 link) (Jimin/Reader primarily, smut involving multiple other members. Vampire AU, explicit/fluff/angst)
Sweeter than sweet (Tumblr) - Chapter one / two / three / four / five / six / seven / eight / nine / ten / eleven / twelve / thirteen / fourteen / fifteen / sixteen / seventeen / eighteen / nineteen / twenty / twenty one / twenty two / twenty three / twenty four / twenty five / twenty six / twenty seven / twenty eight / twenty nine / thirty / thirty one / thirty two / thirty three / thirty four / thirty five / thirty six / thirty seven / thirty eight / thirty nine / forty / forty one / forty two / forty three / forty four / forty five / forty six / forty seven / forty eight / forty nine / fifty / fifty one / fifty two / fifty three / fifty four / fifty five / fifty six / fifty seven / fifty eight / fifty nine / sixty / sixty one / sixty two / sixty three / sixty four / sixty five / sixty six / sixty seven / sixty eight / sixty nine / seventy / seventy one / seventy two / seventy three / seventy four / seventy five / seventy six / seventy seven / seventy eight / seventy nine / eighty / eighty one / eighty two / eighty three / eighty four
Sweeter than Sweet (Ask my Muse) - Hobi & Sam / Tae & Jungkook / Jin / Namjoon / Jimin & Yoongi & Reader
Pretend - Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five (Yoongi/reader, Namjoon/reader, explicit/angst) - !!This series is currently on hiatus!!
Reactions
Angst
Getting jealous when their ex is close to another member
Having an argument and them calling you ‘Noona’
Pulling away
Breaking up - hyung line / maknae line
Breaking up pt. 2
Fluff
Visiting you at your job as a zoopkeeper
Catching you dancing/singing to one of their songs
Finding out you can’t eat with chopsticks
Doing something domestic/feminine together
Helping you with insomnia
You suffering with claustrophobia
Doped up on allergy medication
Their s/o doing their own hand-poke tattoos
When you’re stressed/overworked
Their pregnant s/o is insecure
Smut
Playing under the table
Pulling their hair during sex/foreplay
Distracting you whilst you’re on the phone
Car sex/foreplay
Sucking on their bottom lip during a kiss
Make up sex
Anal play/sex
Being bratty and refusing sex
When they’re the sub - hyung line / maknae line
When you refuse to make noise during sex
Cumming on you
One-shots
Angst
Just once - ‘The one where Yoongi’s girlfirend takes an overdose’
Horror
Wraith - (Yoongi x reader) ‘A month or so of laser focus; that’s how long it should take to get it done. No distractions, no procrastination… Short-term suffering for long-term success. All work and no play never hurt anyone, right?’
Fluff
Happy Birthday ChimChim - ‘The one where Jimin’s wish comes true’
Here we come a-carolling - The one where BTS turn up to sing carols on your doorstep’
Nine Months - ‘The one where Namjoon becomes a father’
2! 3! - ‘The one at the end of Jungkook’s Wembley Vlive’ (+smut)
Smut
Your favourite game - ‘The one where Min Yoongi and Jeon Jungkook compete to see who can make you cum the fastest’
Gravity Check - ‘The one where Jungkook is your oh-so-handsome climbing instructor’
Pink Panther - ‘The one where your boss, Kim Seokjin, tries to show you how beautiful you are’
Concealed Weapon - ‘The one where your husband, Jeon Jungkook, turns out to be not quite who you thought he was’
Orectic - ‘The one where you’re a hybrid in heat, and Hobi helps you out’ (++ fluffy)
By Its Cover - ‘The one where Jungkook makes a very bad first impression’ (++ fluffy)
See You - ‘The one where Taehyung notices you at a concert, and can’t help but want to see you again’ - Part one / Part two
Turn it Up - ‘The one where Jimin takes care of you - and you take care of him’
Of Chivalry and Seduction - ‘The one where a visiting Knight, Hoseok, seduces you’
Muse - ‘The one where you and Namjoon stay after hours’
Drunken Drabbles
Jungkook / Taehyung / Yoongi / Jimin / Yoongi/Namjoon / Hoseok / Namjoon
Drabbles
‘Be Quiet’ (Smut) -
Seokjin / Yoongi / Hoseok / Namjoon / Jimin / Taehyung / Jungkook
Imagines
Namjoon - One
Jungkook - One
Hoseok - One
Appreciations
Bts in Suits
Kim Seokjin
Min Yoongi
Jung Hoseok
Kim Namjoon
Park Jimin
Kim Taehyung
Jeon Jungkook
BTS in Uniform
Kim Namjoon
Jeon Jungkook