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Tuqburni | 3

Pairing: Yoonmin x Reader

Word Count: 6,402

Genre & Warnings: Angst, Fluff, explicit smut. Nongraphic and very brief mentions of past abuse and abandonment. Foster care (I feel like that disgusting system is a whole warning in itself). 

Notes: Next chapter is Yoongi’s POV 

Months pass quickly as the three of you begin to find a new rhythm, slowly figuring out how to balance things a little better. Not to say that things are perfect; you still feel like the odd one out at times. Yoongi has gotten better about including you, but you still feel like you’ll always come second to Jimin no matter what. It hurts, but the raw pain you’d felt before has simmered down enough for you to accept that this is the way it’s going to be if you want to keep Yoongi in your life. 

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Rigor Mortis

; Police Officer!Jungkook x Reader

; Genre: Smut, angst, horror, fluff

; Word Count: 28.5k

; Warnings: Horror, gore, violence, zombies, death, character death, implied suicide, penetrative sex, oral sex (female receiving), fingering

; Synopsis: A night out at a bar results in you going home with a young and attractive police officer. But if you think the night was something to remember, that’s nothing compared to waking up to find a zombie outbreak in the city. A chance encounter with Officer Jeon leads to him helping you escape from the plague infested city.

; A/N: I know this is long, but please give it a chance and reblog if you like it! Let me know what you think as this has taken me 4 months to finally finish! It’s been inspired by Resident Evil, The Walking Dead and other zombie media! I hope you all enjoy it…

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The music of the bar is like a slow and seductive pulse through your veins, vibrating through your body from the floor until you can’t stop your body from gently swaying along to the beat. A long neck beer in your hand is being swung about lazily while your eyes close, head falling back as you hum along to the song underneath the murmur and loudness of the crowd.

It’s some popular tune that’s in the charts now, something that you hear all the time in stores and on the radio. Not your usual fare, but good enough right now when you’re out with your friends and letting your hair down.

A hand on your waist causes you to chuckle, lips spreading in a bright smile as you open them and watch your best friend, Taehyung give you a bright grin.

“Someone’s having fun, are you drunk already?” He asks, wiggling his brows from beneath his honey blonde hair. It’s almost pin straight right now, looking unbelievably fine and you get the urge to run your fingers through it. You don’t though, because boundaries and all that.

“No, I’m not. This is my first beer thank you very much. I’m just enjoying the moment.” You give him a smile before pressing your finger against his chest and making him move back. Chaeyoung is sat on a bar stool as you approach, hopping up onto the creaking leather besides her and waving for a second one from the bartender.

“Not to get your hopes up, but there’s a ridiculously hot guy over there who’s been checking you out.” She points down the bar slyly, causing you to glance over and get a look at the man who’s apparently been eyeing you up.

The quick glance isn’t good enough for you when you catch sight of him though, and instead you give him your full attention. Looking him up and down, you bite your lip in appreciation before turning to Chaeyoung.

“Hell yeah he is, and I’m going to go over there.” You say with a smirk, taking the new bottle given to you with a thanks. Chaeyoung and Taehyung give you a resounding send off, cheering loudly for your luck while you stride over to your admirer with a smile.

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Traffic Dilemmas

Description x Warnings:

Y/n and Jimin have a first date, but Jimin’s shy bladder interrupts things. Cue in the traffic and a desperate boy. Fun ensues.

(Omorashi, Shy!Jimin, Very slight dom/sub elements, Mostly fluffy I guess, Desperation, Self Wetting.)

“Um. Jimin, are you sure you’re okay?” You ask again, watching as he crosses and uncrosses his legs for the 3rd time.

Jimins eyes shoot up to meet yours and you can see the nervousness.

“Y-yeah. I’m fine.” He promises, throwing you a fake smile.

You narrow your eyes at him not convinced, but then decide to ignore his strange behavior. You continue to eat your food and talk to him, laughing at his cute jokes. The date was going well. It ends well too, and as you walk back to the car, you notice that Jimin is squirming again. He opens the door for you with a tight smile and you enter, thanking him. He shuts the door and you watch as he hobbles to the drivers side, wincing with each step.

The drive back to your place is slow, traffic being the main cause. The night is bright with the red of vehicle tail lights, illuminating the road in a crimson red. The honking of cars is loud, penetrating even the closed windows of the car.

As the car comes to another stop on the congested road, you hear a loud whimper next to you. You turn to see Jimin squirming and panting, thighs squeezing together.

“Alright, that’s enough. Jimin, get outta the car.” You say, stepping out into traffic. 

You walk over to Jimin’s side and pull open the door. He stares at you in shock as you pull him out of the car by his hand. You look up at him and sigh.

“Since you won’t tell me whats wrong, you can’t drive. Plus you’re gonna get us killed with all that squirming.” You scold slightly. He sighs and walks over to the passenger side, pouting angrily.

A couple of minutes later, you’re both seated in the car thats barely moved an inch, and Jimin is trying his best to stifle his whimpers and whines. You watch as he brings his hand down to his crotch and a look of realization flashes across your face.

“Jimin. Do you need to pee?” You ask gently, not wanting to spook him.

JImin tenses in his seat and lets out a sigh of frustration.

“I-I have a shy bladder, okay? It was our first date a-and I didnt wanna leave to go to the bathroom, you know?” He stammers, making up excuses.

“I understand. You know if you keep holding it, you’re gonna hurt yourself. I can see a bulge through your pants babe. That’s not healthy.” You tell him gently.

He lets out a weak laugh. “I-I’m fine. Really.” He lies, but theres a clear look of pain on his face.

“Jimin… You can let go. I don’t mind.” You whisper.

Jimin immediately refuses, head snapping in your direction.

“Heck no! I’ll hold it. I-I’m not a kid you know…” He mumbles, gritting his teeth as the urge to pee reaches threatening levels. His knees start to bounce sporadically and he starts to whimper.

“Jimin, I’m serious. Let go. Right now.” You respond firmly, sending him a glare.

Jimin shakes in his seat, unable to respond to you. His cheeks are crimson with shame, eyes threatening to spill tears. He mumbles out the word ‘no’, hands gripping at his crotch.

You sigh and wait for the inevitable to happen, and seeing as the traffic had completely stopped moving, it was going to happen. And it finally did.

Jimin let out a dry sob of humiliation as the first spurt of piss hit his boxers. He clenched his thighs together and panicked, but it was too late. The steady stream of piss left him, hitting his boxers and sliding down his thighs, a hissing sound so loud, it was heard over the honking of the cars that surrounded yours. You watched as Jimin essentially falls apart, whimpering and whining, stream weakening to a slow flow, to a trickle, then stopping. Jimin kept his face downwards, staring at the wet mess that spread on his thighs, soaking the car seat. The scent of piss filled the car. The cars finally start moving again, and you drive home with Jimin in complete, utter silence. 

You both arrive at your place and you park. Jimin remains silent, looking down still. You sigh and turn to him.

“Come on. Let’s go inside. You’ve had a tough day. You can sleep over.” You say, sending him a sweet smile.

Jimin’s head shoots up and tear filled eyes meet yours.

“I-I-I thought…” He trails off, lip quivering.

You sigh and reach forward, cupping his cheek with your palm.

“You thought I’d be grossed out? Send you home alone? No way. You couldn’t help it. You were desperate.” You coo at him, running your thumb over his soft skin.

He immediately starts to stutter out apologies.

“I-I really wanted this date to be amazing! I-I don’t know what happened b-b-but I’m so sorry!” He says, hoping to make you understand.

“Jimin. I’m really fine. Honest. I’m actually glad you let go. You could have hurt yourself. I’m not mad, okay? Plus, this date was perfect. Really. Now calm down.” You respond, smiling gently at the shy boy.

He blushes and nods, feeling hope bloom in his chest. He pulls open the car door and stumbles out, embarrassment reigniting when he sees how soaked the car seat is. He shuts his door and walks to your side, then he pulls your door open. You smile and get out of the car. Jimin shyly looks at you, cheeks red.

“Th-Thank you Y/n. Really.” He whispers, grateful that you were giving him this chance, since  he sincerely liked you.

“It’s okay Jimin. Come on. Let’s get inside.” You say to him, and you walk alongside him to the front door.

As the weeks go by, and you and Jimin officially start dating, everything feels perfect. But you can’t help but think back to your first date. You think of how desperate he was, about how he cried, about how he squirmed, and the little sounds he made. It always got you wet.

So the day you purposely made him drink over 10 cups of water with the claim that you were ‘worried about his health’, you knew what you were aiming to achieve. More mental snippets of his desperation and frustration. But Jimin isn’t stupid. He notices his girlfriends secret needs, and decides to give her what she wants, even if it costs him his dignity.

Besides, who’s to say they’re not both enjoying their little games?

The Auction (M)

Photo Cr: BTS Twitter

Pairing: Hoseok x F. Reader

Genre: College!au/smut

WC: 7.6k

Summary: Your friend buys you a date with your crush Jung Hoseok for Valentine’s Day.

Warnings: protected sex, oral (giving and receiving), fingering (f. receiving), some dirty talk

Date Posted: 2/7/2019

Groaning, you walked into sorority house your best friend belonged to, you caught sight of her sitting at the table right by the stage. Rolling your eyes in annoyance, you parted through the crowd, calling your friend’s name as you reached her.

“Hey! You’re late, Y/n!” She informs you, moving her purse out of the chair intended for you to sit in. You push the white tablecloth out of the way, allowing you to sit down without dragging the tablecloth, dinnerware, and candles into your lap.

“How am I late? I didn’t want to come in the first place,” you reply sourly folding your arms across your chest to look up at the stage and see your best guy friend, Jimin Park on the stage. From beside you Rose raises her auction paddle, making you sigh in discontent. It was obvious to pretty much everyone on campus that Rose and Jimin were crushing on each other, obvious to everyone except them apparently. Here she was spending money on him when she could have him for free if she just confessed.

“Is this why you brought me? You know if you’d tell him how you feel he would take you out for free, right?”

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ITS FINALLY HEREEEEEEEEE

Steamy Pt. 3 | jjk

Genre: college!au, smut, fluff Pairing: college!jungkook x reader Warnings: ass play, oral sex (m receiving), dirty talk (dom!jungkook), and ya know, sex.  Word Count: 5.4k Summary: Jungkook has wanted his way with you since that night in the bathroom. Now that he’s had you, partially in public, he’s craving more. He drags you back to his apartment to finally show you how he really feels through his actions and words. He leaves you feeling breathless in more ways than one. 

Author’s Note: Jungkook ended up being equal parts a dom and a fluffy boy in this one. I apologize 😂

Steamy Pt. 1 | Steamy Pt. 2 

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Aidoneus, My Love | myg (m)

➳ PAIRING: hades!yoongi x persephone!y/n

➳ GENRE: smut, pwp, greek myth!au

➳ WORD COUNT: 4.6k

➳ WARNINGS: jealousy, fingering, oral (f and m receiving), dry humping, exhibitionism, unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talk, slight edging, orgasm denial, Adonis only makes a tiny appearance bc this ain’t about him it’s about sex.

➳ SUMMARY: Yoongi believes the mortal, Adonis, has stolen your heart, but he will never share his love with anyone else for as long as he is king of the underworld.

“We belong to each other, my love, for all of eternity.”

➳ A/N: he’s back. keeping my big fat mouth shut about this was hard but he’s back. surprise. enjoy getting your guts wrecked by an immortal man god w massive daddy issues. now i can go back to saying he’s dead to me.

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“What is he to you, my love?”

It sounds less like a question and more of a cold accusation.

“I-I…” You grit your teeth, refusing to answer when he looks at you with such distaste. You’d never betray his trust, yet he believes so strongly you have without allowing you the chance to explain.

“I’ll ask you again, love. Who is he?”

“Nobody, Yoongi. He’s nobody—nothing to me!”

Yoongi looks unconvinced, turning to look out the window at his kingdom. “Then why? Why do you desire his company? Does this nobody please you more than I do?” He growls, clenching his fists, temper flaring beyond his own control. “Do I not satisfy you anymore, my love? Do you prefer that mortal over me?”

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