Me, You, And This Thing We Have Between Us (NSFW)

me, you, and this thing we have between us (NSFW)

Grouping: Reader x Jimin

Word Count: ~3.7k 

Warnings: everything is graphic and gross lmao, blowjobs (face f*cking), boob job (not the one w/ silicon inserts), cunnilingus, dom!jimin if u squint, cumplay if u squint again, dirty talk/degrading language, penetrative sex (doggy style), unprotected sex, PREGNANCY KINK that’s a big one

Summary: You’re pregnant and jimin is…happy about it

The doctors had prepped both you and Jimin in regard to the way your hormones would change now that you were expecting. Luckily for the both of you, the pregnancy had been fairly smooth for the first few months. The morning sickness was mild and the mood swings had been light, so he was very startled to wake up one Saturday morning and find you crying in your shoe closet like the world was ending.

“What? What’s the matter? Is it the baby?” He grabbed you gently by the elbow to pull you out of the slumped position on the floor.

“No,” you sniffed wetly, “God, no.”

“So, what’s the matter?”

“Look at me, Jimin. What do you notice?” He hesitated a bit, looking you over slowly. He thought he knew what you were getting at, so he tried to answer honestly. 

“You look like you got bigger.” 

“Exactly. I look like a fucking hot air balloon!”

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watermelon sugar || pjm

there were three things in your life you could never have planned for: 1) getting accidentally artificially inseminated as an adult virgin 2) finding out you’re pregnant with a celebrity’s baby and 3) falling in love with the guy too.

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🍉 pairing: idol!jimin x female reader

🍉 word count: 13.3k

🍉 genre: smut, fluff, romance, comedy

🍉 warnings: handjob, fingering, oral (f), unprotected sex (she’s already pregnant lol) loss of virginity, multiple orgasms, creampie, pregnancy sex, impreg kink if you squint lmao and jimin putting the daddy in baby daddy ;)

🍉 a/n: this can be read as part 21 of my social media au Kiwi or as a very bizarre oneshot ahsjdkdk i don’t know how this ended up so long but i hope y’all enjoy this filthy fluff x

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They say that fate is a funny thing. 

Not funny ha-ha, but funny in that you can never expect the things it’ll throw at you. (Although in your case, some of the things fate had sent your way could be considered kind of hilarious, in hindsight.) Honestly, you used to not be sure if you even believed in fate, but there comes a point when the things that happen to oneself seem too beautifully ironic to be mere coincidence, and you’d reached that point.

Was it fate that that perfect building on the corner came up for sale right when you were looking for a place to open your coffee shop? Was it fate that you and Park Jimin visited that same clinic on the same day? And, most importantly, was it fate that out of all the women in the world to be accidentally artificially inseminated and wind up pregnant with his baby, it was your virgin self?

No, that last sentence was not a joke and you absolutely wished it was.

Somehow, either by providence, medical malpractice, or the beauty of human error, (or some unfathomable combination of all three) your simple check-up with the gynecologist all those months ago had resulted in you being mistakenly artificially inseminated with a sample from a man you had never even met. And as if all of that wasn’t insane enough on its own, to top it all off, you also happened to be a virgin. And now you were pregnant. You were a pregnant virgin.

Like they say, fate is a funny thing, and in your case, it was fucking hilarious.

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Gym | (m)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Smut, Businesswoman!reader, fratboy!jungkook. Older reader. Age difference. 

Warnings: Explicit Sex, foreplay. Balcony sex, cream pie, cum eating, dirty talk, unprotected sex. slight fluff if you squint. 

Words: 8.5k

Summary: Jungkook has a crush on you and has been watching you work out at his gym. One day you finally confront his obvious crush.

A/N: another shitty not-proofread smut coming right up lmao. this was supposed to be released near kook’s bday :/ but i got distracted and only wrote half. So just added smut and here ya go. not very good. I’ll read over it tomorrow. let me know what you think! i wrote this in an hour pls 4give wubfwbf.

(he really built like that huh?)

“Right, three more reps to go. Lift that perky ass of yours Y/N, a bit more – that’s it. Atta girl. Hold it.”

You wish Seulgi would shut the fuck up. Also not shut the fuck up because your personal trainer – and best friend - could work you out so much better than when you did it all on your own. The adjectives she used to describe your firming body parts though, were exceeding by the day as she saw the progress you had made because of her recommended workouts. And she wore it like a badge of honour every time you asked her to tone down her hooting and yelling when a certain position highlighted your toned bottom or thighs. It always brought more attention to your corner whenever she got particularly boisterous. Especially from the male patrons who littered the gym either flexing or pretending to lift more than they actually can whenever Seulgi was on a shift with another female client.

“Tuck your tummy in Y/N, c’mon!” You tighten your abdominal muscles and lift up your body as much as you can, a groan leaving your lips at the building burn you felt deep in your core muscles. In your absentmindedness you’d apparently been slackening your posture in the current plank you were doing.

“I’m trying,” You groaned once again through your teeth at the effort it took you to keep your body completely flat as a table top and hovering above the ground. It was getting easier to do planks because you were a regular gym goer and your stamina was in a far better shape than you had ever imagined before.

“Keep taking deep breaths to fuel you up. You don’t want to look like a blown up gold fish when lover boy is looking at you now, do you?”

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bloom

filed under: hobi fic was due 

notes: you’ve always had a crush on hobi and he’s always handled that gently. what he can’t handle is you now, nine years later. 

warnings: eventual smut

part i // part ii // part iii

“you can come out of your room now,” namjoon says from the door before bursting in and sprawling across your perfectly made bed. he lets the teddy you throw hit him square in the face without flinching, one earbud still in and eyes glued to his phone. “hoseok left already.”

“so? i wasn’t hiding,” you lie indignantly.

namjoon gives you a look and you stand up from your desk chair to throttle him, when-

“joon,” you freeze upon hearing hoseok’s voice coming up the stairs. “sorry but i need my earphones back! i think i left mine at the gym and-”

“get out!” you hiss, hiking up namjoon by his lanky wrists with your surprising strength. you grab his ankles when he doesn’t comply, his head narrowly missing the pane of the bed when he falls onto the carpet with a heavy thump. “move, you big lump! before hoseok comes in and-”

“____!” hoseok says brightly, head poking round the edge of your door before he enters. “you’re home? we were playing mario kart downstairs!”

“oh yeah, um,” you start, dropping namjoon’s foot on the floor now that you’ve been caught manhandling him red-handed. not that hoseok cares. because hoseok is funny and cool and tall and a whole four years older than you. “well, i had lots of homework…”

“did you cut your hair?” he asks, pretty teeth showing when he smiles. you become very aware of the shit-eating grin on your older brother’s face who’s currently watching from the floor.

you did cut your hair. not that anyone noticed but your mum (because she took you). even if you squinted you hardly saw difference since it was just a trim, but of course hoseok noticed. of course. you gulp, twirling it nervously. “yeah…”

“it looks pretty,” he smiles wider when you finally meet his eyes. “very grown up!”

you hate that you can’t hide how pleased you look. “thanks, hobi.”

“here are your earphones,” namjoon says, sticking his hand in the air now that it’s silent. “just a heads up i might’ve broken the left one but the right one’s fine.”

hoseok scowls, yanking them from him his grip. “i literally gave these to you an hour ago,” and namjoon only apologises with a shrug. he sighs and cards a hand through his hair and you almost die from how gorgeous he is in that second. “whatever, buy me lunch after soccer tomorrow,” he looks back at you brightly. “bye, ____!”

“bye,” you say weakly after he’s already left.

namjoon snickers as he climbs back onto your bed, voice screeching unflatteringly. “thanks hobiiii…!”

you pick up the forgotten teddy and beat him with it. “would you shut up!”

“okay, miss grown up,” he says, before you stuff the teddy in his mouth.

xxx

and that’s how hoseok remembers you. the little sister he never had, a cute fourteen year old who liked to draw a lot, shy and soft spoken until namjoon finished the good cereal. sure, maybe he forgot you existed for almost a decade but the point is when namjoon mentions you’ll finally be able to make the next family gathering he feels happy. reminiscent of when the three of you used to play video games and eat ice cream in the garden. until-

“hobi!” you screech, and he just barely manages to catch you when you throw yourself into his arms. “it’s so good to see you!”

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Blizzard (M)

Pairing: roommate!Jungkook x reader

Summary: When a blizzard hits your town, you and your shy awkward roommate are forced to spend time together, not being able to leave the house due to the strong snowstorm. To make matters worse, the power gets cut in the middle of his shower. Which also means no heating.

Genre: roommate au, domestic au, fluff, smut, strangers to lovers

Warnings: bit of a slow burner, vanilla!Jungkook, virgin!reader, dry humping, penetrative sex, fingering, oral (m receiving), losing virginity, shy soft boy Koo with a crush and a noona kink, your heart could possibly burst from how cute he is

Word Count: 15.5k oops

A/N: (This fic is written in parallel to Heatwave, with an opposing concept in mind. You don’t have to read Heatwave to read this, but it would be interesting and funny to see the differences in the two scenarios that both lead to roommates hooking up.) Also, happy birthday, bunny boy! Sorry this was a day late, I was honestly swarmed. I love you, koo. Writing this very much gave me a bias crisis but it was all worth it. Enjoy! :”)

PS. Think April 2019 Jungkook 

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faded love | pjm

⟶ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:〝 he doesn’t need to say it. because you can feel your husband, park jimin, falling out of love with you. 〞married couple au.

❥ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: jimin x reader

❥ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: angst (rip sorry) ⋆ fluff ⋆ smut

❥ 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 16k

⟶ 𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: couples therapy (is that a warning?), cheating/infidelity, some swearing, soft mushy smut, oral (female receiving), fingering, penetrative sex, creampie, lots of kissing, this is just v soft mushy sex, like super light softcore romantic porn

➵ 𝑎/𝑛: W H A T I S U P D E M O N S! I’m back with another instalment of the mixtape series, i sincerely hope you all enjoy it!! almost everything is read through and edited except the smut because like,,, its 4am and the sun is coming up and i’m ill and tired

⇥ part of the mixtape series

⏤ unedited

The signs were there.

Your relationship with your husband, Park Jimin, was slowly fading; slowly dwindling into nothingness. You don’t really recall exactly why you’ve been drifting apart or what caused the start of the drift. All you knew, was that one day, two months ago, your husband had come home with a changed, indifferent air around him. Within that long agonising month, you had tried everything to garner his attention. You suggested bike riding down the Han River liked you used to when you began dating, trying to rekindle some of the love and passion in your relationship. However, Jimin had refuted the offer, claiming he had a busy day at work and he was tired. When you suggested a date night, something relaxing like a movie and dinner, Jimin had rebuked that too, not wanting to leave home. But when you’d suggested staying in and watching a film, he’d turned that down too; heading straight to bed instead.

For two months you tried whatever you could. From planned days in so that he could rest if he was tired, all the way to suggesting fun and exciting things like trips to museums or the park like you used to when you were dating. But each and every single idea was turned down with some excuse or another. At some point you began wondering if you had done something to annoy him or said something that caused him to begin pulling away from you. But no matter how much you racked your brain, you couldn’t pinpoint any thing. He was just no longer interested in spending time with you.

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