his special secret | kim taehyung

summary: you’re an art student who has recently broken up with your cheating ex boyfriend. he’s your art professor recovering from a divorce just a year ago. what happens when your relationship goes beyond that of a professor and his college student?

➢ genre/au: college art professor!tae x art student!y/n [she/her… afab] [age gap 9 years]

➢ 12.5k words

Snow Blanket | MYG

The warmest place is in your arms.

❅ Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

❅ Genre: friends to lovers, fluff, smut

❅ Rated: C for Cozy 

❅ Warnings: Yoongi is a cutie boy in luv, y/n is deep in her feels as well, very fluffy, yoongi’s a little subby, handjob, oral (m + f receiving), a little hair pulling, unprotected sex (don’t even think about it <3)  

❅ Word Count: 9.5k

❅ Prompt: “Snowed in and huddled for warmth.” 

❅ Summary: Yoongi decided to join you on your ski trip and as a snow storm starts moving in, you retreat back to your cabin, only to find out the heater’s broken. With the storm blowing over and the temperatures beginning to plummet, it only makes sense to search for warmth in every possible way. 

❅ Thank you: Thank you so much @jamaisjoons once again for the banner~

❅ Now Playing: Sweet by Cigarettes After Sex 

❅ Author’s Note: Another one that was part of an event that was meant to be posted a year ago~ Didn’t get to edit this as much as I wanted to, but please enjoy this softness, this literally melted my heart tryna write this so I hope you guys like it! I love Yoongi so much y’all don’t even understand 🥲

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Daisy

Summary: You begin an affair with your teacher but Yoongi is not content to only have you in secret. He wants to have all of you, wants to infiltrate every part of you so you’d be bound to him forever and Yoongi knows exactly what he needs to do.

Pairing: Fem! Reader x Yandere Min Yoongi ft. Jeon Jungkook

Word Count: 6.9K

Warnings: murder, non con (stealthing), manipulation, troubled OC, explicit smut (dom! yoongi, exhibitionism, multiple orgasms, squirting, breeding kink, cockwarming, unprotected sex), mentions of drugging, yandere behaviour

For this request:

A/N: happy yoongi day! i’m a little late but huge thank you to @babbii for letting me use the idea that inspired this fic! don’t click on it if you don’t want spoilers! with that being said, i hope you enjoy! thank you!

The sun was a daisy, encircled by a blossom of clouds that sailed peacefully in the blue sky. The black and yellow fuzz of bees danced before your eyes and buzzed within your ears, upon the flowers bejewelled by morning dew. From your view of the school garden, daisies popped up everywhere. Many of them trampled upon and violently ripped out of the ground, no longer within the sun’s embrace.

They were deemed inferior as flowers despite being as pure as their white petals, despite us all being children of the earth and the sun shining upon us all. Akin to mockingbirds, they simply existed and sang with the wind which is why their murder was such a sin. They were innocent yet innocence can easily be tainted by lies to which all of us were born to suffer and die.

The sigh which slipped from your lips was carried away by the breeze. Sunlight spilled through the trees, leaves raining upon the ground, and your desk was warm wherever the light touched.

Your textbook laid open before you but the sun’s rays did not enlighten the sentences within it for your eyes. Your mind could not wrap around the paragraphs of information which appeared like unsurmountable walls you could never climb over. Hence, it was no surprise that you couldn’t even look Mr Min in the eye when he announced that he’d return everybody’s test papers.

Your gaze was downcast, hands curled into fists on top of your skirt, as he walked down your aisle of desks. Each step of his leather shoes echoed within your ears as you waited with bated breath. The warmth of his spicy cologne tickled your nostrils as he came nearer, beckoning you to concentrate on his every movement.

Auburn Skies - MYG

Summary:  Everyone knows that if your best friend has a little sister, she’s off limits. That, and the fact that your best friend will probably kill you if you even think about going near his sister. Yoongi knows this. There’s no way he could tell Namjoon that once upon a time you kissed him, drunk in his living room after a break up. So much time’s passed since then, too much time to bring it up now, but Yoongi still thinks about it, he’s still a little hopeful. Now you’re here at the lake house because Namjoon brought you and you clearly have something you want to say to Yoongi. 

Namjoon’s gonna kill him.

Genre: 18+, fluff, angst, humor.

Word count: 12k

Warning(s): 18+, smut, oral (m+f receiving) unprotected sex, porn is mentioned. Yoongi and Y/n are BOTH stupid and they need help. Taehyung’s trying his best, Seokjin is also trying his best but subtler. Yoongi’s convinced that Namjoon’s out to get him at every turn. Slight jealousy. Y/n and Yoongi have no idea how to actually hold a conversation like adults, until they do.

Notes: My addition to the Autumn Leaves Collab, hosted by the beautiful @bangtansmauyeondan !! I had so much fun working on this, and I met so many beautiful people that I’m so grateful for, so happy to call my friends 🥺 I love y'all! Please check out the other authors’ fics on the Collab Masterlist! Everyone worked so hard, give my girls some love! Shout out to @blog-name-idk and @xpeachesncream for being absolute aNGELS, beta reading and helping me out when I panicked over this lol, and @madbutgloriouspond for helping me brainstorm. I hope you guys enjoy!! Please leave feedback, I’m nothing but a poor soul seeking validation (and motivation!) to keep going.

“You’re staring.” Seokjin nudges Yoongi’s arm with his, snapping him out of his daze. He catches Seokjin’s smirk, and there’s a twinkle in his eye that promises nothing good. Yoongi pulls his eyes away from your form, sitting in a chair on the dock away from everyone else with a book in your hand. You’re bundled up in a thick sweater and cozy sweatpants, completely lost in your book.

“Was not.” Yoongi feels the need to deny it, distracting himself with cutting up onions, focusing on the way the blade of the knife cuts through the vegetable and definitely not the way Seokjin was wiggling his eyebrows at him.

“Sure. I believe you.”

Somewhere inside, there is music playing. A Lo-Fi beat that plays softly under the sound of rain. It’s kind of sad, if Yoongi is being honest, but he supposes that autumn is a sad season. Nothing but changes all around. The leaves change colours, mixing like paint on an easel in the hands of a melancholy artist drowning in his own solitude. They shift and the vibrancy of summer fades until they die, falling off their homes to go drifting in the wind, or land on the ground to become everyone’s problem.

Czytaj dalej

Sugary Sweet

(Polyamory au) ( Bunny Hybrid! Reader x Tiger Hybrid! Taehyung x Cat Hybrid! Yoongi x Owner! Namjoon)

SUMMARY: Namjoon has a perfect life once he moves out of the city to a cabin alongside his two rescue hybrids, Yoongi and Taehyung. But then one night in the middle of the rainstorm they find you, a bunny hybrid, hiding in their chicken coop.  

WARNINGS: Anxiety attacks, Anxious! Namjoon, mentions of hybrid abandonment, hybrid mistreatment, Half of this is Domestic fluff, possessive behavior. 

W/C: 5,000 words of backstory you don’t need + 5,000 words of pure fluff

A/N: ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ THIS IS A VERRY VERRY HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRESENT TO MY MAIN HUMAN @peeachypop ❤️WHO I KNOW IS A SLUT FOR TIGER HYBRID TAEHYUNG AND CAT YOONGI, AND AN INTELECTUAL BOYFRIEND NAMS.❤️❤️❤️ I HOPE YOUR NEXT YEAR IS FILLED WITH AS MUCH FLUFF AS THIS ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

- Namjoon was not what you call a people person, not most days anyway. 

- Most of the time he preferred to sit at his desk in his little box of an apartment building and write away at his laptop, content only to leave if inspiration was failing him or if his need for caffeine overtook his anxiety. 

- Public places made him anxious, the clawing dread in his chest something he couldn’t shove down and live through, of course Namjoon was admittedly living in the middle of one of the largest metropolitan cities in the world. But the feeling didn’t go away and leave him with age like it should have when he’d aged from being a shy school child into being a full-fledged adult with an anxiety disorder. 

- Instead mid twenties Namjoon sat down at his desk for almost a whole year and wrote a book. Of course it was successful, the fantasy and philosophical tidbits combined to an adventure story that captivated audiences. 

- His publishers tried to get him to go for photo ops and for interviews no matter how much they begged Namjoon even as his novel climbed on the bestseller list. He didn’t want to look like a bumbling idiot in front of cameras, all those eyes on him, just the thought of it made him feel like he was going to be sick.

- So Namjoon’s daily routine was this, he woke up at a time most people would consider lunch or even dinner, and wrote for a few hours. Then he would go  out for coffee at around 6 pm or so when everything wasn’t so crowded in his favorite coffee shop (that his best and only friend Jin owned, they’d only became friends with because back when Namjoon’s anxiety wasn’t so bad Namjoon used to write late night in Seokjin’s 24/hour coffee shop.)

- It’s an idea for his next book that makes him adopt a hybrid, because he’d never had one and Namjoon is always thorough in his research, and if he’s going to write about a hybrid character then he needs to know what it’s like to live with one. 

- The beginning of the process is surprisingly easy, but the next step, actually choosing one is the hardest. Namjoon looks in the room of bounding puppies and foxes and bears that are all playing and biting each other’s ears and Namjoon isn’t comforted just overwhelmed. 

- Not able to choose Namjoon turns and walks down the hall, thinking that maybe this was a mistake, maybe he should just make the character in his book a human, maybe it was bad of him too want to get a hybrid for selfish reasons when in reality they where so close to people. 

- “Hey watch where you’re going!” a low grumpy voice says the second before Namjoon trips over a pair of stretched out legs. Namjoonfalls flat on his face barely managing to catch himself against the linoleum. He doesn’t even know how he manages to scratch his palms so bad. They make him hiss in pain as he picks himself up.

- “What the fuck! can’t you see anything with those glasses?” the person growls, dressed in all black baggy clothes, a round face with a hood pulled up over his head and a pair of headphones. “Apparently not” Namjoon says wiping his scraped hands on his jeans. One of the attendants comes crashing through the door. “I’m sorry mister! Did he hurt you at all?” Namjoon stutters out a no before they turn to small man that Namjoon tripped over.

- Namjoon is just about to apologize to him again before the attendant hisses almost lower than Namjoon can hear, “you where supposed to be in your pen Yoongi, making sure you didn’t bother the patrons. Now apologize.” Namjoon spies the electric prod through the attendants waste, the way his hand hovers on it and the way Yoongi shrinks into the back, no not the man- the hybrid, whose hands are covered by the large sweatshirt that sticks over his hands, and the black hood that covers lumps which must be ears of some sort.

- “I’m sorry” Yoongi says, his face downward. And Namjoon feels the protective instinct in him swell up. Thoughtlessly he reaches up and pushes back Yoongi’s hood, Yoongi flinches and Namjoon becomes even more displeased as he spies the small black cat ears that are poking out of the hybrids rumpled curly hair.

- “Actually, I was just talking to Yoongi about the possibility of adopting him when I tripped, we where just on our way to the office.” Yoongi’s eyes are wide as dinner plates alongside the attendants, his lips parted, his puffy tail swishing. No matter how hard they try to convince Namjoon to adopt “a more suitable companion.” 

- Namjoon won’t budge. Yoongi is going to be his hybrid. 

Czytaj dalej

arte factum | pjm

After your ex-husband is found dead in his house, you’re burdened with the well-being of his latest invention, a good-looking, polite android who seems to have a peculiar interest in you.

Read this story listening to its own Spotify playlist.

Czytaj dalej

‘ MILKERS! — jean kirschtein.

☰ ft : farmer! jean x cow girl! f! reader

+ synopsis : jean is very adamant about being a responsible farmer with his cattle, and he never misses the very important day when they need milking... | est. 1.7k wc

+ note : yesyes, ik–WE all know that i don't write for aot anymore :c but this was always one fic i RLLY wanted to post, sooo yeah :c also, @gabzlovesu ‘cause ik you were rlly excited for this :c + @jeanslove since she asked so nicely. <3

a ringing clap of bell peals roll through the sleeping farm like thunder; the singing metals clinking together as if their sound was twirling through the old ridden barn walls like alarms. and soon, the sleeping silence was quickly replaced with rising animals of all kinds mewing out in hunger, impatiently waiting to be fed.

with lazy eyes fluttering wide at the sudden racket to awake and prepare for a busy day, a clear view of new daylight unwraps its hues to the world through the small garden window ahead of you. it's still dim, but the plum rays peeking through the mountains tell you it's that time of the month again. you can even feel it too; a sudden sharp ache tingles in your chest, feeling more notable every time you move in your soft bed of golden hay, sensing your perk breasts feeling heavier and fuller, almost firmer too...

and all you can do is weep out in silent pain, waiting impatiently for when the farmer comes over to your stall–for when jean can dump the soft pallets of grass into your personal trough before you can show him your issue.

put it on me (m) | p.jm. | one-shot

pairing: jimin x reader rating: m (18+) genre: smut | humor | pwp | a-list model!jimin | freelance model!reader warnings: swearing + lustful musings + explicit daydreams + reader is boobacious + reader is also a horny bitch + explicit sexual situations (dom!jimin, sub!reader, body worship, sweat kink, dirty talk, degradation, strength kink, praise kink, oral (m&f), throat fucking, vaginal fingering, clit biting, semi-public sex, hints of exhibitionism, humiliation, begging, rough sex, penetrative sex, cum play, breast play, jimin loves her tiddies and she loves his tiddies, Big Dick Jimin™ bec he’s literally canon, orgasm denial, overstimulation, restraints, biting, marking, a lot of licking ugh) + i am slightly ashamed of myself for going so feral, but very very slightly :| word count: 8 k note: hi, guys. welcome to filth on crack. no fr, if i were to put smack (smutty crack) in a dictionary, i would define it with this fic. idk what chemical exploded in my head. but i am very sorry for what you’re about to witness. believe it or not, this didn't happen solely due to the pictures, tho. @missgeniality bullied me into writing this, sending me pictures and filthy scenarios, to the point where i cried and sat down to do this. any yells and/or notes of gratitude to be sent to her, please. oh and @jeonjcngkook shall also shoulder partial blame for spamming me with different zoomed in angles and versions of the pictures without break. smh. ily both <3

hope y'all enjoy this while i go dunk myself into some holy water~ 😩💜

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all night | knj ft. myg

“come to my studio, magic happens” -🎵

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“I almost forgot how fucking good this song was.”

Exhaling the smoke you inhaled before speaking, you turn slightly to retrieve the blunt back from Yoongi.

Cooped up next to him on the small sofa in Namjoon’s studio, Namjoon grins at your words as he reclines further back into his desk chair that’s facing the two of you.

“You just like the words you pervert.”

You cough mid-hit, frantically handing the blunt back to Yoongi as you use your free hand to flick Namjoon off.

“That or The Weekend is just hot so anything he sings is—“

“You think he’s hot?” Yoongi interrupts. You smirk as you bring one hand over to ruffle his fluffy hair, messing it up. He gives you a blank expression and passes the blunt to Namjoon instead of you. Giggling, you blow the smoke into his face.

“Jealous?”

The Truth Untold | ksj

Pairing: bestfriend!Seokjin x singlemother!reader, singledad!btsmember x female!reader, f2l!au

Word Count: 22,340

Genre: fluff/smut/angst

Warning(s): profanity, mention of divorce, mega angst, mention of child birth, smut, unprotected sex, oral (m + f receiving), shower sex woop woop, nipple play, morning sex, dirty talk, slight fem!dom, it took me three years to write this story and I am so thankful that it is finally finished Rated: 18+

Summary: When a job opportunity arises in the hometown you left seven years ago, you return with the gift that was never made known to the one person who hasn’t left your mind. Despite the love interest tugging on your heartstrings, you wonder where he may be; tired of suppressing the guilt for hiding the biggest secret you have ever withheld. Now, after all this time, the truth is approaching much sooner than you anticipate, and the untold story of why you left will soon be revealed.

Czytaj dalej

Home | KNJ {M}

pairing: husband!namjoon x reader genre: smut, fluff words: 2.1k contains: domestic kink, apron kink, light pregnancy kink, counter fucking, light dirty talk, fingering, softness, possessiveness, love is arousing a/n: this was written for @btssmutclub‘s anniversary celebration drabbles! happy birthday to the club & bts! ♡ as always, feedback is very much appreciated!

Tonight, you don’t hear when your husband comes home; you feel him. You feel the delicate lips tracing the contours of your neck, brushing love in a gentle trail across your shoulder. You smile when his hands slide across your stomach to keep you close against his chest, for he can’t bear to be apart any longer. “Mmm…” Namjoon nuzzles his nose into your skin to inhale the scent he wishes he could bottle for the loneliest nights.

Czytaj dalej

Cosmic alignment…

Fuck all of the good luck posts out there. Reblog this to immaculate your vibes

Second Chance Love

Credit to whoever made this gif 

Pairing: Daycare owner!Hoseok x single mom!Reader (mentions of Jungkook x reader and appearances from Jimin)

Genre: S2L, Fluff with a side of angst 

Word count: 8.1k

Warnings: Death 

Summary: When you first walk into Sunshine Daycare and meet an orange haired man named Jung Hoseok you don’t expect him to be anything more to you than the guy who watches your son during the day. Then day by day he weasels his way into your heart until you’re left wondering what to do. Can you really love someone when a piece of your heart still belongs to someone else?

You feel a tug on your arm and look down seeing your little three year old with a tight grip on your sleeve. You smile gently down at him before carefully removing his hand from your sleeve and holding it instead. You can tell he’s apprehensive to enter the daycare center that looms over you both and crouch down to be eye level with him. “What’s wrong Kai?” You ask noticing his glossy eyes upon further inspection. 

“I don’t want to go in.” His voice is soft, barely a whisper, and nearly gets lost amongst his sniffles. 

“Aww bunny I’m sorry. I’d love to go home too but Mommy has to go to work.” You gently smooth down his hair and bring him into a tight hug. He nestles his head into your neck, his large round glasses cool against your skin. Gently rubbing his back you quietly shush him, holding him close until you no longer hear his sniffles. “I put a special surprise in your lunch you know. But you can only open it if you promise me to go inside and try to have fun.” Kai clutches onto you tighter before taking a big breath and pulling away. 

“Okay.” He pouts and in response you kiss all over his face until he starts giggling. 

“It was your daddy’s favorite.” You wink causing his distinct bunny grin to grow even wider. 

“Can we see daddy later today?” Your heart wrenches a bit at the thought but you hid it behind a bright smile. 

“Sure thing bun. Now come on, your new friends are waiting.” 

The inside of the daycare center is bright, the walls splattered in color. One of them even has a forest scene with little animals scattered about it. Over the counter you can see and hear children running and screaming, which makes Kai clutch onto your hand even tighter. Picking him up, you place him on your hip so he can see over the barrier. “See they’re just playing. You have nothing to worry about.” Kai watches with pursed lips, carefully observing the children before him. His eyes grow wide and his mouth opens as he notices a little girl sitting against the wall by herself watching the other children play. When she looks his way after feeling his stare, he quickly turns his head and hides in your shoulder. “Maybe you should go say hi to her.” You suggest struggling to hide the giggle that your son may be developing a little crush. 

Before you could tease him, a man with bright orange hair emerges from out of seemingly nowhere with two children hanging off his arms. “Hi I’m Hoseok.” He smiles before stretching out a hand. The child is still limply hanging off his arm and you wonder how strong this guy really must be since your arm gets sore just from holding up your straightener and curling iron. The man’s smile drops and only then do you realize you’ve been blankly staring at him. 

“Oh I’m sorry.” You awkwardly laugh, grabbing onto his hand to shake it. “I’m Y/N, nice to meet you.”

“And what’s your name little man?” Kai worriedly looks at you with wide doe eyes. 

“It’s okay to tell him your name. He’s not a stranger.” He looks at Hoseok again with pursed lips before mumbling out, “Kai.” 

“Nice to meet you Kai.” Hoseok smiles before extending a hand towards your son who gingerly takes it. “I like your backpack. Do you like superheroes?” Kai nods eagerly and points towards his Iron Man backpack. 

“He’s my favorite.” 

“Well if you want to come inside we have some Iron Man toys you could play with.” 

“Is that okay Mommy?” Kai asks turning back towards you. Nodding you set him down before kissing him once on the crown of his head and then once on each cheek. 

“Be good for me today okay? I’ll be back in a bit to pick you up.” Kai eagerly nods before dashing behind the gate Hoseok had opened. You watch after him with sad eyes before he turns around and runs back. Gripping your legs in a tight embrace he mumbles out an I love you before dashing over to the toy box. 

“So what time will you be here to pick him up?” Hoseok asks, stealing your attention away from your son. 

“I get off at 5 so probably around 5:15 or so. Does that work for you?” Hoseok nods. 

“Well I guess I’ll be on my way then. Thanks again Hoseok. Bye bun!” You wave before turning towards the door, dreading each step that takes you further from the light of your life. 

Czytaj dalej

bonsai | oneshot

excerpt | where a bonsai plant brings you and your husband closer together.

pairing | mafia!namjoon x reader, arranged marriage!au

genre | fluff, extremely minor angst

warning/s | usage of guns and brief mentions of blood

lee’s notes | there weren’t much specifics on this request so i just assumed it’s the same arranged marriage trope as my other mafia aus! hopefully you guys aren't too tired of it yet T_T

word count | 4.6k words

go to | home / navi / m. list

don’t measure a woman’s worth by her clothes - terre des femmes

THIS NEEDS TO BE ADDRESSED SO FREAKING MUCH, TODAY PEOPLE CALLED ME WHORE BECAUSE I WAS WEARING A SKIRT AND WE ARE IN SUMMER, IT’S SO HOT IN THIS COUNTRY AND I HAVE TO USE PANTS SO GUYS DON’T GET ” DISTRACTED ” respect girls

Taehyung - Bunny love

》Pairing: Hybrid!Reader x Single Parent!Taehyung

》Summary: Moving around and trying to find your home that your animal side craved for, you find your love of teaching kids art. Being a rare, albino bunny hybrid, you have to hid your appearance with baggy clothes and hats. What happens when a certain little girl takes a liking to you and what happens when that little girls very single, very hot dad also takes a liking to you?

》Genre: Fluff, a little bit of angst (tiny)

》Word count: 5k

》Notes/Warnings: Fem reader, choking (not sexual), slight harassment for a very short period.

Ah this took me a long time, I couldn’t think of a proper ending but I quite like the ending and how it ties it together. Enjoy ! <3

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Moving around to new cities wasn’t new to you but moving to an entirely different country is. You never felt like you was home, even when you was living with your parents, it never felt right. It never felt like you belonged in your little town, you never felt that warmth of finally finding comfort. Your parents said that it was because of your genetics, that when you find that warmth feeling, don’t let go because that will be your home. It will be the place where you belong.

You are now living in Seoul and you were slowly but surely getting more comfortable. The language wasn’t hard to learn, you are a fast learner after all. You found the perfect job as an art teacher for a primary school and found that your classroom was where your heart and soul was. The walls were covered in splatters of paint, the children’s artwork splayed across the three walls that didn’t occupy the interactive whiteboard. Cut outs and spiral hung across the ceiling like Christmas decorations. Luckily for you, you were only small, so you didn’t get tangled with the hanging artwork. However, trying to get them on the ceiling was hard as you were scared of heights and being at the very top of a ladder was scary.

Being an art teacher meant that you could be quite laid back as you didn’t have to worry about students not understanding nor worry about teaching them about certain words. It also didn’t require the kids to fully think as you often promoted that they should create whatever their hearts desire. Because of this, you found that the kids were a lot more happier and open to you than the other teachers causing you to get side eyed sometimes by other teachers. You just shrugged at them, kids didn’t like to learn and listen all the time, they wanted to be free for a while. You were also good with smelling emotions that the kids felt, causing you to be good with kids in general. If they were sad? Juice box and fruit. If they were angry? Give them some paint and a blank canvas, let them express what they are feeling.

The headmaster liked your teaching style and the way that you were ‘talented with children’ - their words not yours. You also really liked the headmaster for allowing you to wear whatever clothes you wanted, which was good because of your situation. The situation was the big, white, fluffy flops on top of your head and the white fuzzball that was at your lower back.

The Check Up (m) │ kth

➤ pairing│Taehyung x female reader  ➤ summary│Your visit to the gynecologist office doesn’t go as planned, when it turns out that your regular obgyn is on maternity leave.  ➤ rating│NC-17, mature, 18+ ➤ genre│smut, doctor au ➤ warnings│smut!!!, very mild angst, gynecologist Tae, vaginal examination by dr. Kim Taehyung, fingering, unprotected sex, cremepie, semi public sex, examination room sex, dirty talk, minor hand kink ➤ word count│7.1k│semi edited ➤ release date│February 23rd 2020 ➤ disclaimer│This is all fiction! Nothing mentioned/written are facts and/or real! So please just keep that in mind when reading and enjoy! Thank you ♡

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“Thank you,” the nurse, Rose, kindly smiles at you, taking the clipboard with the form you have just spent 10 minutes filling out, from your hands, “if you would just take as seat over there, I will come and get you in just a few minutes.”

“Perfect,” you reply and walk to the waiting area.

You take a seat in one of the empty chairs closest to the open windows that show a view of the lawn at the back of the building. It’s hot outside today, and the gentle breeze coming through the open space is a feeling you welcome! It cools you down and helps you relax further into the chair.

You always feel nervous to go to the gynecologist. And even though you have had the same doctor since the first time you ever went, you still get nervous.

You hate having to go to the gynecologist! It is not exactly the most comfortable position to be in; with your feet in the stirrups and your entire vagina on show for a stranger to look at and probe around in.

But you have to. You need to get a new prescription for your birth control pills and your doctor, Dr. Lui, mentioned that it would be a good idea to examine you first, since it has been awhile since your last appointment.

Desperately, you wanted to decline when she first made the suggestion, but deep down you knew she was right. You needed to get examined and better to get it over with than to keep putting it off for months like you knew you would in the end. Also, had you said no, she probably would not have given you a new prescription, and you need your birth control pills to keep you period pains at a somewhat tolerant level.

Also, you have slowly been going steady with the most drop dead gorgeous guy for the past few months, and if everything goes according to plan, you might end up needing the pills for an entirely different reason… wink wink.

Czytaj dalej

i can’t wait to tell you, ‘i told ya.’

summary: Jeon Jungkook is a successful realtor with a big house, nice car, colorful dating life, and a spunky 7-year-old daughter to boot…he’s also your best friend who you used to be in love with. Of course, he was never made aware because you swear it’s all in the past…until it isn’t. But going on a cruise with Jungkook and his daughter whom you adore should be harmless. Absolutely nothing can go wrong…Right?

pairing: jeon jungkook x reader genre: fluff, angst, crack, idiots [i say that with luv for my characters] word count: 16.2k  rating: pg-13 tags/warnings: singledad!Jungkook, bestfriend!Reader, a child [Mai] is present throughout the entire story, implication of absent birth mother, serial dater JK, so much pining, pg cussing like three times, conversation about sleeping around/risking pregnancy, legal-aged drinking and getting drunk, hurtful words, heated argument, isolation, blurb about reader struggling to eat, Mai experiences anxiety [I promise she is okay]..kind of a tongue kiss, lots of cheesey…much fluff and angst all because muster JK wrecked me

credits: the picture of JK is from tearleaves blog [literally love their blog sm] I made the banner [I am not a graphics profesh smh]

a/n: I have to make this disclaimer just due to the warnings above; the portrayal of Jungkook in this story is purely fictional and does not reflect who he is in real life nor do I claim to believe it does. Also, this story is not apart of my dad!bts series, it actually follows his summer scenario. GUYS. I wish I was kidding when I say that this story was simply created because I was under the influence of sowoozoo/muster JK. I am so beyond excited to share this cracked out fic with you, I truly hope you all enjoy it and just have fun reading it. Please drop a line to let me know what you think! It would mean the world honestly. ok les get it~

“You’re doing a great job, Jungkook,” you pat his tattooed arm.

Jungkook looks back at the drawing, giggling to himself. Caught in his stupor and the innocence of his daughter, he comes to, looking at you; “these last seven years would have gone a lot differently if we didn’t have you though.”

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